Fu Yongfu looked up.
His face showed a look of horror:
"Mountain-Pressing Beast!"
It was the famed Mountain-Pressing Beast known for its brute strength!!
In the next instant.
A herd of Mountain-Pressing Beasts surged forth.
Their bodies were like small mountains, muscles knotted, as if cast from refined iron, each flex of their muscles seemed to surge with the power of a thousand weight.
Their gray-brown fur, resembling ancient rocks covering their bodies, with mottled rock patterns on top, like the earth's wrinkles. Their large and hard heads bore two strong horns, bent forward, the tips glinting with a cold black light, seeming able to pierce through gold and stone.
As they galloped, it was as if the earth was being shaken, every step landing with a thunderous roar, causing the city walls to tremble slightly.
"Quick, quickly use the Vajra Talisman!"
Fu Yongfu let out a shrill scream.
