An oppressive, suffocating tension hung heavy over the valley, wrapping around everyone like an invisible giant net. Although severely wounded, the Desolate Ancient Beast still radiated a bone-chilling aura, resembling an active volcano on the verge of erupting and striking terror into every heart.
Zhang Yue stared at the beast, which was growing even more frenzied in its injuries, and cursed inwardly: "This thing just had its guts blown to pieces, so why is it still acting like it's high on adrenaline? Is it made of iron, or did it eat some kind of 'super recovery pill'? This recovery speed is just too absurd!" His face was caked with a mixture of dirt and sweat, muddy streaks running down his cheeks, and his hair stood up in wild, chaotic clumps like a bird's nest, seemingly venting his inner helplessness and rage. The tattered rags on his back whipped fiercely in the wind, looking as though they could be torn to shreds at any moment, every single rip bearing witness to the brutality of the battle just passed.
Lin Wan'er had just managed to struggle to her feet, her body swaying precariously, a trace of blood still lingering at the corner of her mouth and looking shockingly stark against her pale face. Worried sick, she said, "Brother Yue, this Desolate Ancient Beast is far too tenacious! What are we going to do? I feel like its aura hasn't weakened at all; if anything, it's become even more terrifying. If this keeps up, we're all going to die here!" Her delicate face was…
Chapter 234