A painful roar rang as a sabertooth fell lifelessly on the ground. Its fear-inspiring fangs, speed, and ferocious attack did nothing for it. The ancient apex predator did not even understand how it got hurt when its heart was burnt to crisps in an instant by the plasma spear.
Hao Ren swung his plasma spear to the side, and even though the blade itself was not coated with blood, Hao Ren felt that the motion was a plus in the cool factor. After he looked at his surroundings, he confirmed that aside from the overly-eager sabertooth earlier, there were no more hostile parties in the area. He breathed a sigh of relief.
The ancient wilderness was teeming with danger, and humans in this age had not climbed to the top of the food chain yet. There were beasts that could prey on humans everywhere, and while they were no threat to Hao Ren, getting rid of them was still quite the headache.
