Chu Zhiyuan was airborne, feeling as if his internal organs had been shaken out of place.
The Treasure Clothes protected him, yet even so, without them, he would likely be gravely injured.
Under Super Sensing Illumination, the women spat blood, with few exceptions.
Among those exceptions were Qi Qingmei and Lu Xiaolu.
The Bright Moon Divine Sword in Qi Qingmei's hand had already been drawn, a bright moon carrying her in the air.
Lu Xiaolu appeared ethereal, her White Silk fluttering like a celestial being.
The other women appeared a bit disheveled, spitting blood as they drew their swords and glanced around in the sky.
Chu Zhiyuan surveyed them while also focusing on the enormous beast that stood before him, bursting through the mountain and obscuring the sky.
It was a giant bear.
Standing at a hundred meters tall, it towered over thirty-story buildings, even taller than the previous mountain peak.
