Zhao Fu began flying carefully at low altitude, keeping watch on his surroundings. With the dangers here, he did not dare to be too conspicuous.
Roar!
A massive roar suddenly rang out as a thirty-meter-tall ape appeared. Its fur was black, its eyes black, and its entire body radiated a pure aura of darkness. The Void Beasts on the second, third, and fourth floors were all dark-attributed.
The black ape had already spotted Zhao Fu with its black eyes. It raised a huge hand, whipping up a fierce gust as it slapped toward him.
Zhao Fu gave a cold snort and swung the Massacre Sword in his hand. A blood-colored arc flashed out, cleaving open the huge hand that came swatting at him and leaving behind a deep wound from which black blood flowed.
The black ape screamed and staggered back. In truth, the Saint Realm was already quite powerful; if it had been an ordinary Tier 9 ferocious beast, that swatting arm would likely have been severed by a single strike.
Zhao Fu charged forward with a sword step, bloodlight surging from his sword. The black ape angrily raised its other huge hand and struck fiercely at Zhao Fu. The immense force of the blow caused an explosive boom in the air.
Facing this punch, Zhao Fu's expression did not change. The Blood Sword in his hand stabbed viciously into the incoming palm.
Roar!
A miserable cry rang out. The black ape's palm was sliced open by the bloodlight, and one of its fingers even fell off. It staggered back again. This time, it knew fear and turned to flee.
Holding the Massacre Sword, Zhao Fu thrust out fiercely. The blade pierced through the black ape's chest, killing it instantly. The ape turned into black motes of light that