With Wang Zhan joining the battle group, the already weary Mammoth Beast was on the verge of collapse.
"Supreme---Clear Thunder!"
"Fatal---One Slash!"
Under Wang Zhan's Fatal One Slash, the Mammoth Beast's form was slashed open, creating a massive gash.
With a loud boom!
The enormous body of the Mammoth Beast crashed onto the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Seeing the Mammoth Beast dead, Wang Zhan dug out the beast core.
The faces of the several Martial Emperors who had besieged the Mammoth Beast for so long turned somewhat unsightly as they glanced at Wang Zhan.
After working hard for so long, they hadn't expected to make a bridal gown for Wang Zhan, yet no one dared to speak up.
Wang Zhan didn't care how unpleasant their expressions were, and directly took the beast core.
Wang Zhan looked at the fighters fiercely battling above, and said something that almost made the Old Man and others burst with anger.
"Old Man, need any help?"
