Ye Wudao saw the bloodthirsty golden beetle on his arm instantly burrow into the body of the Crazy Wind Eagle King.
The Crazy Wind Eagle King, clinging to Ye Wudao, sneered with derision, "You little prick, you're done for! I've decided to eat one of your arms today, a leg tomorrow, and your head the day after! Hahaha!"
"It's you who's going to die!" Ye Wudao scoffed coldly.
"What a joke! You, a mere battle spirit-level human, dare to speak so arrogantly?"
Just as the Crazy Wind Eagle King began to speak, suddenly its body was wracked with a piercing pain, and it let out a mournful howl, "Ah, it hurts so much!"
"You little brat, what, what did you do to me?" The Crazy Wind Eagle King asked furiously, its voice barely faded when another excruciating pain ripped through its belly.
"Ah, the pain, it's killing me..." The Crazy Wind Eagle King, in extreme agony, yelled, "What the hell has burrowed into my body? Get out!"
