During the combined attack of Beiting Huang and Nancy, the two of them used their most powerful methods. The mutated Blood Boar Tiger King was deader than dead. After the Magical Nuclei was gouged out by Beiting Huang, the Blood Boar Tigers in the forest stopped attacking and scattered.
The surroundings fell silent. Everyone took a deep breath. Only the sound of dripping blood could be heard. Everyone looked at Beiting Huang's palm.
"Little Ninth!"
Xuanyuan Po and the other two surrounded her. A hole had been pierced through Beiting Huang's palm by the sharp horn of the Blood Boar Tiger King. The flesh on her originally fair palm was now mangled, making one's heart ache. Xuanyuan Po grabbed Beiting Huang's hand and said, "Little Ninth, let me bandage it for you!"
