Seeing several Mountain-Shaking Bears surround him as though escorting a prisoner, Zhang Xiaohua felt utterly helpless. Indeed, these White Bears' bodies were incomparably hard, and they seemed to possess some mysterious power that prevented his long sword from piercing them. With that alone, he could not gain the upper hand. Apart from Immortal Path Supernatural Abilities, even the strength he had always been proud of had been frustrated time and again within the Ruined Wasteland. Even if he took out every magical artifact on his body, not a single one would be of use.
That mysterious little mirror might perhaps have the power to defeat them, but unfortunately, he had not yet successfully refined it. He did not even know what the mirror was for.
At this thought, Zhang Xiaohua's heart stirred, and he was about to reach into his robes to retrieve the Beast-head Paperweight. That thing had just swallowed over a hundred Fire Crows; perhaps it could deal with the Mountain-Shaking Bears as well.
But just as Zhang Xiaohua's arm was about to move, he suddenly heard a low, muffled sound from ahead. The White Bears around him also grew somewhat flustered. The White Bear at the front, which had been running low to the ground, suddenly rose upright, bared its fangs, swiped its forepaws through the air, and threw back its head in a howl. This White Bear was unlike the Sky-Piercing Ape, whose cries were shrill and sounded like weeping; nor was it like the Sabertooth Tiger, whose roar was loud and full of domineering might.
The White Bear's cry was low and muffled, yet incomparably solid and heavy. Even standing behind it, Zhang Xiaohua felt his head spin the instant he heard it. Then the golden core in his Niwan Palace spun faster, and that