The Water Guanyin beneath his feet paused for a few seconds, and then its massive body began to tremble violently!
Roar~Buzz!...
A desolate roar echoed, as if originating from the ancient times. The Water Guanyin's body shook faster and faster. The long, dismal howl was daunting, exuding an unparalleled sense of oppression.
The water surface bubbled. Tang Ye gripped the blade tightly in his hand, his eyebrows furrowed. He could sense that the enormous creature was becoming angry.
It was now seething with fury!
Its tentacle was flailing wildly like a broom, whacking the corpse dragon submerged underneath, causing it to be unable to fly. Although it bellowed in rage, its roars had no substantial effect.
Tang Ye thrust his blade deep into the flesh of the Water Guanyin, using the hilt to stabilise his body, but his face was filled with confusion, as if he was bombarded with questions.
"Why hasn't it died yet?"
