The Pangu Clan member was still struggling.
There was not the slightest hint of enlightenment and wisdom that a 'civilized man' should have in him. Instead, he was filled with the simplicity, recklessness, and barbarism of a prehistoric beast. He was not scared of death at all. Instead, he squandered the last bit of his vitality and tried to stand up on all fours, only to fail again and again.
In the end, he completely collapsed. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he roared like a bull.
The voice gradually weakened. He was dead. No more brainwaves were sent out. The arrogance, brutality, and brutality on his face were frozen into confusion and loss.
Li Yao waited patiently for a long time. Then, he asked Little Black to check and make sure that the body functions of the Pangu Clan member had been completely cut off.
Standing in front of the hill-like body, Li Yao pondered for a moment and decided to perform an 'autopsy'.
