It was precisely when he brought out this final whip that Wu Changkong's expression turned exceptionally grim.
It was clear that, if possible, he had not particularly wanted to take out this fourth whip.
"Yang Chen, you should be proud. You forced me to bring out this fourth whip. I rarely show this whip to others. Generally, everyone who sees it is already dead." At this point, Wu Changkong suddenly gave a chilling smile.
Then, the whip actually flew out of its own accord.
As the whip flew out and expanded, it astonishingly transformed into an enormous octopus.
The octopus's eight tentacles were a horrifying sight. High in the sky, its body was at least several hundred zhang in size. Its eight limbs spun in tandem with its body as it descended at high speed, wholly intending to smother Yang Chen beneath it.
Yang Chen looked upward and narrowed his eyes slightly. "This is bad."
The situation was obvious. The octopus summoned by this fourth whip, combined with that invisible barrier, was simply a flawless tactic.
The invisible barrier had already sealed off his escape routes. With the octopus descending from above, he would have nowhere to run and would be swallowed directly by it.
Even if he did not die then, his position would become extremely passive.
This was absolutely not something he wanted to see.
"I can't let this octopus swallow me. I have to find a way out, or... kill this octopus!" Yang Chen stared at the enormous octopus, killing intent spreading through his eyes.
What method he should use to break through the octopus had now become a problem.
Yang Chen first used the Thunder God to test it. The result was that the octopus did not even suffer a scratch, showing just how tough its