The jagged stones, like battle armor draped over the Mud Stone Bull, made for a very peculiar scene.
"Moo!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The Mud Stone Bull glared with its gigantic eyes, its four hooves pounding the ground heavily, charging forward with a roar.
Its momentum was strong, and its presence was grand!
It was just a bit slow, making it look somewhat comical.
The Ancient Wood immediately stopped its pursuit, but its leaves continued to sway, clearly enticing the Cold Beast to come over.
Indeed, the Mud Stone Bull was charging toward the tree!
In the mind of a Cold Beast, there was no concept of danger.
"Stop for a moment, Xiaobai," Du Yu patted the Beautiful Immortal Deer beneath him.
Bai Yujing immediately skidded sideways, looking somewhat frightened, gazing into the distance.
Yang Qingqing's beautiful eyes narrowed, watching as a tree branch reached out to the Mud Stone Bull, its lush leaves surging vigorously.
