Those gray, misty ox eyes seemed like bottomless abysses.
Just one glance into them filled Fang Yue with deep unease.
Fang Yue froze for a moment. By the time he came to his senses, an Ice Blade had already formed in his left hand, and he was swinging it at Ox Seat's head.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The blade cut through the air with a rushing sound.
But what sent a chill down his spine was that the eyes on the ox head in Ox Seat's chest followed the blade as it moved.
It... could keep up with his movements inside the Still World!
Gritting his teeth, Fang Yue sped up the Ice Blade's arc.
No matter what had changed about Ox Seat, if his head was gone, no trick could save him!
The Ice Blade flashed like lightning, struck Ox Seat's neck, and swept straight through, severing his head.
As the head flew through the air, the bowl-sized wound had already been frozen solid by the extreme cold.
Only after Ox Seat's head hit the ground did Fang Yue stare blankly at the bloodstained Ice Blade in his hand.
Was that... it? Had he dealt with him?
Looking at the headless corpse before him, and the ox head on its chest staring calmly at him, Fang Yue felt confused.
Most importantly... there was no system notification.
Fang Yue was about to strike again.
Crack!
A sudden, violent pain shot through his neck, as if someone had smashed him with a powerful punch.
His neck twisted, and a burst of tremendous force sent Fang Yue flying several meters to the side.
-561!
After rolling several times across the ground, Fang Yue got up, but saw nothing.
He had no idea where the attack had come from or how it had been