"It didn't die?"
"What?!"
"How is it possible that it's not dead?" Chu Jiaojiao stared at the mass of tangled flesh above her head, scorched and rotten... Its complete state couldn't be seen anymore, and yet, it's still not dead?
Still not dead?
This—
This bull is a bit too resilient, isn't it?
After a careful inspection, Chu Jiaojiao was still a bit incredulous. She asked Ji You again: "Ji You, are you sure it's really not dead?"
Liu Fufeng and He Bi also perked up their ears, waiting for Ji You's answer.
Under everyone's gaze, Ji You nodded affirmatively: "I can still sense a bit of its spiritual wave, so it's definitely not dead."
Upon hearing this, He Bi couldn't help but release his own spiritual power, extending it upwards to the cubicle.
Then—
His spiritual power managed to cross into the cubicle above and landed on the goo-like Two-headed Bull, yet he couldn't sense any spiritual wave from it.
