Above the Whisker Knot

Zhang Ping felt a little scared at that moment.

All right.

Scared was scared.

There was no such thing as a little scared or a lot scared.

In short, Zhang Ping was scared.

He looked at the King of Nether Mist and asked worriedly, "It won't attack me, will it?"

"It won't!" the King of Nether Mist replied.

Zhang Ping kept looking at him. The King of Nether Mist added, "Don't attack it, and it won't attack you."

"All right, I'll go!"

Zhang Ping took a deep breath and nodded.

He wanted to return to Mingzhu City.

He missed Liu Sishan and the others.

He worried about what was happening in Mingzhu City.

He had already been delayed here for several days, so he had to get back.

Zhang Ping looked toward the Giant Moose and gritted his teeth as he flew forward. The closer he got, the more keenly he felt its terrifying presence.

This was definitely no King-level Mutated Beast. It was something beyond King-level.

Just getting close to it was enough to drive every thought of fighting from Zhang Ping's mind.

This enormous creature could probably sneeze him to death.

Fortunately.

The Giant Moose clearly paid no attention to tiny Zhang Ping. It moved slowly onward, each breath stirring up a hurricane, each step churning the clouds and even setting off thunderstorms.

Zhang Ping's heart hammered wildly. At last, he landed on one of the Giant Moose's hairs and flew upward along it.

So thick!

So big!

So long!

Each hair on the Giant Moose was about as thick as Zhang Ping. It would probably take two of him to wrap their arms around one.

As Zhang Ping flew up the hair, he discovered that quite a few animals lived on the Giant Moose. All of them