Sword qi erupted inside the Heaven-Trapping Beast, instantly carving a vast cavity within its body.
The cavity was then subjected to the tearing force outside, and in an instant, its dull gray hide stretched taut!
Having survived pursuit since Ancient Times, the Heaven-Trapping Beast naturally had more tricks than this.
Its hide was being pulled apart and was about to split. Once that happened, its flesh and blood would be exposed, directly facing the terrifying Rift.
But it suddenly contracted its body, pulling its stretched hide back into place.
Then it spat out a mouthful of Thick Mucus, coating its wound. The mucus quickly dried into a hard shell that even the fissure's tearing force could not budge.
Ming had already been knocked off course, with no empty space to give him a moment's respite. His shield's light remained under the tearing force, and he could not change direction.
The Heaven-Trapping Beast's eyes filled with the savage triumph of a successful scheme. Ignoring Cui Jiuyang, who had stabbed it, it opened its mouth and spat another mouthful of Thick Mucus at Ming.
Its thinking was clear: if these two joined forces, it would never beat them.
But now it had a chance to kill one first, which would save it considerable trouble when dealing with the other afterward.
But how could Cui Jiuyang let it have its way? Today, this Heaven-Trapping Beast was destined to suffer a crushing loss!
In Ancient Times, it had spent its days either lying on a road waiting for prey to enter its mouth or hiding from pursuit, so it did not even recognize the Buzhou Battalion!
It thought everything would be fine once it forced Ming out, only for Cui Jiuyang to give a low shout: "Come back!"
A mysterious force of attraction appeared