"Not only Yang Zhong but also on the treetop of a Blood Tree not far from him, there was a one-armed young man with a Black Iron Greatsword on his back and wearing black samurai garb. He too glared hatefully at the dark figure on the giant's shoulder. Both had already reached an agreement with this person to exterminate Shi Feng together—he absolutely must not be allowed to live."
"As for any fondness for giants, Shi Feng really had none at the moment. He was already walking on the edge of danger. Discovering the secret of the Stele would be uneventful, but if he couldn't, the next moment would involve facing the giant's furious onslaught."
"As Shi Feng ran upward, suddenly, he felt his entire body tighten—a powerful gravity promptly pressed down from above. At this position, he was already under thirty times the normal gravity."
