The Holy Bull never thought that Yang Chen could pose a threat to him.
In its eyes, even if it was already exhausted and heavily wounded, it was absolutely not something that Yang Chen could insult.
With just a roar, it believed that it could easily slay Yang Chen in a second.
However, when Yang Chen took out the God-slaying Spear and displayed a Shen Bie attack, the Holy Bull realized that its thoughts were wrong.
That was because the Shen Bie attack unleashed by Yang Chen with the God-slaying Spear was no weaker than its own enraged roar in its current state.
"What kind of divine artifact is this? Not good." A sense of unease surged in the Holy Bull's heart.
It wanted to fall back and dodge, but its current physical condition didn't allow it to evade Yang Chen's attack. It could only brace itself to face it head-on.
"No, how could an insignificant True God Stage cultivator defeat me? Get lost! Die!" The Holy Bull used its full strength.