"Bang!"
Chen Mochuan's back slammed into the massive boulder. His internal organs shook violently, and blood surged uncontrollably into his throat.
Under the tremendous impact, countless spiderweb cracks instantly spread across the hard rock. Then the entire boulder shattered, sending tiny fragments flying through the air and raising a great cloud of dust.
His vision was obscured.
But Chen Mochuan knew the Black-Horned Savage Bull would never pass up this chance to press its advantage.
Sure enough, almost the instant the boulder shattered, that black silhouette shot straight into the dust like a bolt of lightning.
The Black-Horned Savage Bull lowered its head, leading with its two sharp black horns, intent on pinning the human it had sent flying to the rubble.
Yet when it charged into the center of the dust cloud, its horns pierced only air and broken stone.
Its target had vanished.
The Black-Horned Savage Bull shook its head in confusion, then pricked up its ears warily.
It heard a strange sound.
The sound was restrained and sustained, like a tiger's low growl, swelling and receding with a distinctive rhythm.
The Black-Horned Savage Bull abruptly turned its head toward the sound.
The human who had irritated it so much was crouching atop a stone pillar to its right.
A trickle of blood hung at the corner of his mouth. One hand pressed firmly against his chest and abdomen, and his chest rose and fell slightly with that low humming sound.
Each time the strange sound came from within him, a little color returned to his pale face. He was clearly using this unusual method to suppress his injuries.
The Black-Horned Savage Bull let out a low, furious roar.
It lowered its head and drove its hind hooves against the ground, launching its enormous body like a cannonball