The Slaying

A pair of eyes, immensely vast, held within them an intense aura of bloodlust. Following that, the spiritual beast abruptly raised its hoof, causing a fierce gust to sweep through. Lin Han felt the rush of wind, lifting his hair.

Moreover, Lin Han sensed a heavy oppressive force suddenly enveloping his entire body. He knew it emanated from the beast's body.

Lin Han immediately anchored his feet firmly on the ground. Taking a crouching stance, he raised both hands directly above his head, palms aimed at the colossal descending paw.

In this manner, Lin Han sought to withstand the beast's assault through sheer strength.

Instantly, a surge of tremendous spiritual power surged within Lin Han's body. Rising upward, a formidable energy gathered around his hands.

With a muffled thud, Lin Han managed to catch the beast's powerful strike with his hands. Yet, he keenly felt the immense force within the beast's blow, causing a numbing sensation in his palms.