The mountain peaks were steep, shrouded in mist, and littered with bizarre rocks.
In the depths of the cave, a Red Scaled Beast with all fours on the ground, clawed desperately at the hard rock, trying to escape from its own homeland.
However, a large hand firmly gripped its neck, pinning it down almost immobilized!
The Red Scaled Beast was a tier-six Fierce Beast. It was leopard-sized with a head more like a tiger's, agile and immensely strong. Its crimson scale armor was impenetrable to knives and spears, and even common Acquired Martial Artists didn't dare to contend with it.
But this adult Red Scaled Beast, the overlord within a hundred li, now seemed like a helpless weak creature, letting out painful and desperate whimpers from its throat.
There was a light of submission and plea for mercy in its once bloodthirsty and fierce beastly eyes.
Yet this did not evoke any sympathy from the hunter; on the contrary, a clenched fist heavily struck its head.
Bang! Bang! Bang!