After the golden runes shattered, they transformed into a rain of light, gently falling from the sky.
The Bull Demon bathed in this golden rain, its body adorned with strands of broken vines, tail flicking, left front hoof pawing at the ground, staring directly at Zheng Qing who was standing on the hill with a gaze filled with infinite longing and greed.
"Moo!!"
With a roar, the Bull Demon lowered its head, swung its tail, and charged towards the hill like a rumbling tank.
"It's really spirited." Xiao Xiao sat crookedly among the grass, his face deathly pale and his expression listless.
Although he had reasonably some anticipation, the Bull Demon forcibly breaking out of its cage and freeing itself from its bindings still brought about a significant backlash.
Zheng Qing had no time to respond to the doctor's lament.
He looked tense, staring seriously at the trotting steps of the Bull Demon, raising his hand high.
