The horned helmet and the others heaved a sigh of relief as they looked at the enormous hand that was lying on the ground. At the same time, they turned their heads to look at Tang Zhen.
This was the second time he had helped them out of a fatal crisis. It could be said that he had turned the tide.
These two crises were both dangerous and fatal, leaving the horned helmet and the others helpless.
If Tang Zhen wasn't here tonight, God knows how they would have dealt with this. It wasn't impossible for them to be wiped out.
Such tragedies were actually not uncommon, and it was not surprising that it had happened to him.
The despaired people sighed inwardly. They had escaped yet another calamity.
Although the giant palm had been cut off, the danger had not been resolved. Everyone had heard the roar just now.
It was obvious that the owner of the giant palm was still outside the cave and could attack again at any time, and they could only respond passively.
