Outside the stone house, when Tu Dalong and others saw Zeng Xiaotian crying out in pain as he fled, his arm severed and bloody, it was shocking. Everyone immediately showed fear and, after recovering, went up to him. Tu Dalong asked, "What's going on? How did your arm get chopped off?"
"Brother Long, that guy is too strange. He... he has a powerful pet beast," Zeng Xiaotian shouted, his face full of injustice. His severed limb could not regenerate, and from then on, Zeng Xiaotian became disabled. Naturally, his heart was filled with immense sorrow; this was the bitter result of acting brashly.
"Damn, I want to see if this little punk has three heads and six arms," Tu Dalong gritted his teeth and immediately dashed into the stone house. Zhang Hu and the outer sect disciple quickly followed.
