"Kong..."
A strange sound came from the blue peak. Then silver light flickered within it, and three more silver tentacles writhed their way out. Every tentacle was densely covered in blood-red suckers, their sharp teeth extending and retracting as though chewing and tearing.
Finally, an enormous sucker more than a hundred feet across emerged from the mountain. The circular sucker sat where the four tentacles joined, with seven full rings of teeth inside it, constantly writhing and gnashing in a hideous display.
The severed tentacle swiftly regrew. Like four mighty dragons, the four limbs, each so thick that ten people could barely encircle it, coiled, slammed, lashed, and jabbed, attacking Fang Yun together.
At the same time, an aura of utmost savagery and evil instantly enveloped a hundred-mile radius.
Terror appeared on the face of Yun Yangzhao, a Fourth Realm Great Scholar. Black mist flickered in his eyes, and he instinctively retreated to flee. Only after three full breaths did he abruptly stop, his eyes still filled with horror.
He clenched his teeth, but his body continued trembling. Then, mustering all his strength, he took out a copy of the Mencius, the classic he specialized in, and slowly recited it under his breath, word by word.
As he continued reciting, his trembling gradually subsided.
That intangible savage will persisted every moment. Yun Yangzhao dared not stop, looking toward Fang Yun ahead as he recited.
Yun Yangzhao froze for a moment, almost forgetting that he needed to recite the classic to resist it. He hurriedly resumed, still staring at Fang Yun in astonishment.
Fang Yun seemed utterly unaffected. Untouched by the savage will's assault, he simply stood there naturally.
Shame suddenly appeared on Yun Yangzhao's face as he finally recalled what Yi Zhishi had said earlier. It seemed Fang Yun truly