Damn!
I almost thought something was going to happen!
It took a full half hour before Li Su's body finally shrank wildly, like a deflated ball.
Thank goodness for the Heaven-and-Earth Dao Body's formidable absorption ability. In such a short time, it had forcefully digested nearly 600,000 jin of flesh and blood.
That was 600,000—an entire 600,000.
Converted into adult-sized bodies, that was close to four thousand people. Li Su had only just passed 1.2 meters in height; although he was no longer a tiny little thing, he still was not very big.
Fortunately, the battle over at Eight-Thousand-Foot Mountain had only ended not long ago.
Di Gongrui and Black Calamity truly deserved to be called the foremost prodigies of the righteous and demonic paths. Even a cheat like Li Su felt immense pressure from them—they were genuinely powerful.
Their battle had lasted one hour and half a quarter-hour. Their endurance could no longer be described merely as lasting; it had to be called heroic.
By the end of their fight, Li Su finally got a clear look at what the beast king atop Eight-Thousand-Foot Mountain looked like.
It seemed to be an eagle, only its size was terrifyingly enormous. Even from two or three hundred li away, it was still as large as the transport planes he had seen up close in his previous life.
And that eagle had died in a truly stifled manner.
The first thing the two women had likely done after climbing the mountain was injure its wings.
It could be said that until the moment of its death, that king-level demonic beast had never managed to take flight. The two women had pinned it firmly to Eight-Thousand-Foot Mountain.
The reason he got to see its appearance was mainly because it had realized it was