"What is this thing?"
Facing this suddenly appearing, and even aggressive, strange "creature," Chang Mo couldn't help but feel inwardly alarmed.
The sword strike just now, albeit hasty, was certainly powerful, strong enough that an ordinary Middle Tier being hit by it would not come away so easily.
However, what he saw now was that the creature seemed unharmed.
"It's hard to say, even harder to say if it's even alive."
As a Demigod, Fu Qian was also frowning and scrutinizing the creature at this moment.
At such a close distance, the creature's body structure was crystal clear, truly not feeling like a flesh and blood organism, more like a child's handicraft.
Yet the aggressiveness it displayed just now and at present was decidedly real.
Seeing the Crystal Worm-like entity curl up its body, ready to pounce, Fu Qian, while still observing, directly moved past Chang Mo and reached out to grab it.
