From the sturdy rock wall, there was an abnormal sound.
Savage limbs sharply sliced through the rugged stone surface, as a grotesque head emerged. Its maw, packed with endless teeth resembling those of humans, split open with a sharp cry—like a shriek and a sinister laugh:
"Jiji—!"
The piercing cry was abruptly halted, as the blade of the Demon Sword thrust deep into its throat, eagerly drinking the hot blood of the demon beast. The Dragon Head Jade at the sword's hilt grew brighter, blooming with a shimmering purple light.
Casually collecting the glittering item from the fallen Rahmu, Gu Mo felt an enormous oppressive force from below. Unable to be entangled with the remaining Rahmu, he swiftly transformed into a breeze, dispersing invisibly to evade a gaping, bloodthirsty maw from beneath.
With a resounding rumble, the colossal black Demon Dragon once more climbed upwards.
