Chapter 382: Black City Fortress, the Awareness of Death!

"Ao——"

The Black Lion-like Beast raised its head to the sky and let out a roar, its hooves kicking up dirt as it charged towards Yan Moshan.

Sitting atop the beast, the leader, a Green-skinned person, was waving a Whip in hand, flinging it directly towards Yan Moshan.

"Hoo——"

The Black Whip struck like a venomous snake, aiming for Yan Moshan's forehead in an instant.

However, Yan Moshan paid it no mind, casually reaching into the air and grabbing the end of the Black Whip.

"Hmph hmph——"

Sneering at the Green-skinned person, Yan Moshan taunted,

"Little guy, you dare confront me without begging for mercy? Do you realize your mistake now?"

Seeing Yan Moshan seize the Black Whip from his hands, shock flashed across the Green-skinned person's face, and a bead of cold sweat formed on his forehead.

"You…who exactly are you? What are you really here for?" the Green-skinned person asked, trembling.