Holy shit!
Jiang Hao instinctively shook his hand, but the little thing seemed determined not to let go, hanging from his wrist and swinging back and forth like it was on a swing.
Jiang Hao still had no idea how badass his Thunder God Body (Saint Ascension) quality was, but even with such a badass constitution, the mysterious creature's bite sent excruciating pain through his wrist. That showed just how powerful its jaws were!
When he could not shake it off, Jiang Hao did not dwell on it. He was just about to grab it when the girl among the nearby siblings kindly called out, "Hey, whatever you do, don't grab it! They have poisonous spines on their bodies. Just throw away that stalk of Blood-Soul Grass."
"Why bother with him? A human competing with us for opportunities in our Ten Thousand Great Mountains-if he dies, he dies," her brother said unhappily.
The girl fell silent at his words, but the worry in her eyes remained.
Jiang Hao paused, thinking, Who would've thought there were actually good people among the Demon Race People? He knew the girl had warned him out of kindness, rather than coveting the stalk of Blood-Soul Grass in his hand.
He smiled brightly at her, then, under her astonished gaze, seized another head of the mysterious creature with one hand. Seeing this, its remaining head unceremoniously bit that hand.
Jiang Hao gave a hard yank.
To his surprise, he failed to tear its head off on the first try. Instead, the pull on his skin made it feel as though it were being ripped apart.
One word: pain!
Small as this thing was, it clung to him like a dog-skin plaster and would not come off.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
The head whose neck he had seized