Zhu Yan was frustrated and horrified.
He was frustrated as although he was an ancient Godly beast, his head was severed by a human. He was horrified because his head managed to get severed.
Who exactly…
Was this human!
The intense sense of crisis and the current situation he was in evoked Zhu Yan's intention to escape. After all, he had no choice but to escape now.
Although he was an ancient Godly Beast, he needed time to recover after his head was severed.
Meanwhile, during this period of time, his attacking power fell drastically. Any ordinary human who was slightly more powerful could kill him.
"Run!" Zhu Yan spat out a mouth of haze and wanted to make use of that to escape.
However, before Zhu Zhan could spit out a mouthful of haze, a familiar figure flashed past him with a bright smile on his face.
