"Cunning humans, roarrrrrr!"
The Black Swirl Ape roared madly, struggling with fury, but its voice eventually faded away.
Unknowingly, the forest had become completely tranquil, and the formidable demon beast of the Xuantian Third Realm died with its eyes wide open.
Meanwhile, Wang Wei, covered in blood, was sitting cross-legged on the ground, frantically circulating her True Qi to repair her body.
When she saw that the Black Swirl Ape was no longer making any sounds, she opened her eyes in surprise and unsteadily stood up, "Could it be dead? This stupid monkey just died like that?"
She, of course, could not hear the voice coming from within the Black Swirl Ape's consciousness, only its continuous screams and tumbling about.
She even thought it had been blown to death by her Innate Treasure.
"Maybe Sikong Jing, my junior sister's brother, has not been digested completely. I need to check quickly."
