PSSSH!
A flash of a sword pierced the Demon Beast's head.
With a muffled bang, the giant, flaming beast—a creature with the head of an ox and the body of a pig—couldn't even let out a wail before its head was shredded by Sword Qi. It was utterly dead.
BOOM! The massive, headless corpse toppled forward.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the stone floor crimson.
Lü Zhong raised his hand, recalling the Green Cauldron Sword and returning it to his Dantian to be nurtured. As he gazed at the Demon Beast's corpse on the ground, his brow furrowed.
'This is the eleventh one already!'
He had faced one attack after another ever since entering the High Wall Secret Tunnel.
Fortunately, they had all been Tier Three Demon Beasts, and solitary ones at that. If he had run into a large pack, it would have been a far greater hassle.
Just then, Lü Zhong recalled the origin of these giant beasts.
The giant, flaming beasts, like the one before him, were actually Fire-avoiding Beasts.
