In the Trial Arena, the ancient tree towered into the sky, its dense foliage blocking out the sun. From afar, the roars of Xuan Beasts echoed intermittently, shaking the heavens, painting a scene of wilderness.
"Pfft!"
Ye Fan wielded the Jing Tian Divine Spear, pinning a hundred-zhang-long golden centipede to the black mountain body. Blood flowed down the mountain, forming a bloody pond at its foot.
"Mine, the inner core is mine, the Beast Core is also mine."
The Bai Yan wolf howled wildly. Once the golden centipede was completely dead, it suddenly stepped forward, swinging a large paw to slash a silver ray, splitting open the centipede's head, from which rolled out a head-sized Beast Core, shining with emerald light.
The area around them was in a mess, with many places corroded by the centipede's poison liquid into pits and craters. The nearby mountains had been beaten into ruins.
