Mount Kunlun, within the vast and majestic mountains.
In front of the Ox King Palace, the great black yak and Yellow Ox were stunned. The mountain peak across them had entirely disappeared. After the dust had settled, they found that the mountain had been shortened by a fair bit.
Chu Feng dryly laughed, "I was careless and accidentally shaved off this mountaintop."
The two oxen were dumbfounded as they glared at him for quite some time. What kind of absurd logic was this? That was a fine mountaintop, large and sturdy. Within the blink of an eye, it was obliterated?!
Yellow Ox stared at the snowy white chakram on his wrists and suspiciously asked, "Is it that weapon?"
Chu Feng nodded with a laugh, extremely satisfied. It did not matter if it was garbage—with the ability to destroy a mountaintop, even a beast king might not be able to take an unexpected blow from this weapon.
Swoosh!
