The atmosphere of the scene suddenly froze.
Screams pierced the heavens.
Chu Jing struck without mercy, her movements as swift as lightning.
In the blink of an eye, she used a sharp vine to sever the meridians in the limbs of the Beastmen who were still grinning foolishly.
One by one, they collapsed to the ground, rolling, convulsing, and screaming in agony.
Her gaze fell on the mottled bloodstains left on the vine.
Her brow furrowed slightly, a flash of disgust in her eyes.
She then coldly turned her head away, avoiding the sight of the figures still wailing on the ground.
As if sensing her displeasure, the main vine immediately retracted the blood-soaked section and, without hesitation, severed it.
It then triumphantly coiled back behind Chu Jing, swaying gently as if fishing for praise.
It was only then that they fully realized this female beast was not someone to be trifled with.
Far from being a pushover, she was an entity they could not afford to provoke.
