"Ah..."
Shi Hao roared, his black hair dancing like a waterfall before spiraling upwards, scattering in the void.
He bore the pressure of one enormous spider leg from the Three-headed King, crazily twisting, trying to tear it off, aiming to sever its body, to slice through its flesh.
Meanwhile, the Three-headed King was also roaring, its three heads twisted into ferocious snarls, their roaring shaking the heavens, causing the mountain range to collapse, its battle prowess astounding.
Their blood flowed, both suffering injuries.
Shi Hao's hands glimmered, his body incredibly strong, forcefully bending the leg, causing cracks to spread across it like ceramic cracking, blood seeping out.
But this leg had many tiny spider hairs, resembling soft down, usually gentle but now standing upright, exerting unimaginable effects, as hard as steel needles.
