"Another one?"
Tang Chen rubbed his fists together. This was perfect—he had not gotten his fill of beating up that Darkgold Three-Headed Bat yet!
"Uh, I should point something out. The one ahead isn't a bat."
"Not a bat?"
Tang Chen's enthusiasm instantly dropped by more than half. If it was not a bat, beating it up would not be nearly as interesting.
"That's right. Its body is coiled around a pillar. Bats can't do that, so it should be a snake."
Danheng gave a slight nod and flew ahead with Tang Chen.
Throughout the journey, Tang Chen remained silent, following behind Danheng with an exceptionally grave expression.
Only Tang Chen himself knew what changes had occurred within his body.
When the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King had first left his body, he had relied on the last remnants of his strength to repel Gui Yu Douluo.
After recuperating for some time, his body had indeed recovered a little, but that had only given him a false sense of hope.
Just moments ago, after killing the Darkgold Three-Headed Bat King, the weakness welling up from within had nearly left him unable to keep flying.
His body was already in a terrible state—one could even say it would shatter at the slightest touch.
Perhaps because he had previously been the Slaughter King, a certain force within Slaughter City had at least been protecting his body.
It was precisely because of that force that Tang Chen had been able to recover to his current state in such a short time.
Tang Chen was now worried that, in his current condition, once he left Slaughter City and reached the outside world, how much longer could his body hold on?
Clear Sky Sect had been forced into seclusion by Spirit Hall. To Tang Chen, that