The body of the Dragon Scorpion was drawn out from the dust by Sun Wukong and landed in his palm.
Under the bombardment of the Heaven-Breaking Nine Sticks, the Dragon Scorpion was on its last breath. Cracks spread across its body like a spider web. The destructive power of the Heaven-Breaking Nine Sticks was not something this Dragon Scorpion's body could withstand, and it was impressive that it hadn't been shattered completely.
"What a strange creature. It hardly has any Divine Consciousness, yet its Cultivation is so high, and both its Attack Power and defensive power are formidable. Could it be because it lives within the Chaos Vortex?"
Sun Wukong grasped the scorpion tail of the Dragon Scorpion, holding it up and observing its dying state, his eyes slightly squinted.
"Pfft!"
