Bang!
The white spear light, like a cannonball, blasted onto the ground, scattering rocks and splattering mud. A large pit with a diameter of ten feet suddenly appeared.
Roar!
In the sky, a taunting roar from the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten suddenly erupted. In its tiger eyes, the size of a fist, one could actually discern a sneer.
The message was clear - You're too slow!
While laughing, the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten licked Yan Shaqi's thigh, which it was holding in its tiger claws, and soon after, the flesh on that half of Yan Shaqi's thigh was completely stripped, exposing the ghastly white bones as blood spurted wildly.
"Wei... Uncle, save... save me!"
Amidst his scream, Yan Shaqi was utterly terrorized. For the first time, he felt death approaching—feeling a torment worse than death.
"Ye Zhen... I... I won't dare anymore, please... let me go!"
"When Banxia's family begged pitifully, where were you to spare them?" Ye Zhen's cold voice suddenly sounded.