It was a strange creature. It had a human face, but no ordinary human eyes; instead, a single vertical eye sat in the middle of its forehead, making it extremely eerie.
It had the body of a Scale Leopard, long and powerful, covered in black scales and astonishingly strong. A mighty flood-dragon tail stretched from its rear, capable of sweeping through entire armies. A flash of dark light, and it could lash even a mountain apart.
It was a Zhujian: a human face, a leopard's body, ox ears, and a single eye. Its tail was long and powerful.
Its fearsome strength lay in its boundless power. It could move mountains and fill seas, carry ancient peaks on its back, and unleash a tremendous roar that could kill an opponent outright.
Since it could trade blows with Bai Yixin, this was without a doubt a pure-blooded Zhujian, with astonishing strength.
The clang of metal rang out without pause. Light shone from both their palms and fingers, dazzlingly bright—proof that their flesh had been tempered to the extreme. They could tear apart world-famous treasures with their bare hands. The battle was fierce, cracking the ground beneath them as the earth rumbled and trembled.
One had to remember that ancient Restrictions filled this place, with formations everywhere that could easily tear intruders apart. Few could damage the Divine Garden's rocks, soil, trees, or other features.
Bai Yixin fought it with a clear gaze and complete focus, showing not the slightest contempt.
Still, he hadn't used his full strength. He wanted to see if the Zhujian had any hand-to-hand techniques worth learning.
Ending the fight too soon might not be the best choice. Bai Yixin needed to wait for an opening.
There were only six of them in total: Bai Yixin, Little One, Bifang,