In the valley, absolute silence reigned, as if time itself had frozen in that moment. Only the Desolate Ancient Beast's heavy, rasping breathing—like the steady beat of a muffled war drum—hammered against everyone's taut nerves. Zhang Yue watched helplessly as the Desolate Ancient Beast inhaled an entire mountain like a whale gulping water, reducing it to dust.
The dust flying across the sky was like a shower of gray snow, drifting down and carrying boundless despair with it. A cold dread gripped his heart, and he couldn't help muttering, "This big guy has quite an appetite! It actually swallowed a whole mountain.
What is it trying to do—merge with the mountain and rule this wretched place? Judging by this setup, its next attack is definitely going to be tough to handle. Fragile little me won't be able to take much of its rough treatment!
Chapter 235