"Ah..." A sharp and tragic scream.
Ling Canghai, struck at a critical point, almost jumped up entirely.
Due to the disruption of his qi, the massive form he had transformed into nearly couldn't be maintained, almost collapsing.
In such a situation, the punch he directed with full force at Ye Fangxian hadn't even truly landed before it dissipated into smoke.
After pulling back his fist, he covered his lower body with both hands, where blood, like clouds, dripped down through his fingers, disappearing instantly into the rolling Black Water below.
The originally ink-black waters of the Black River, after absorbing Ling Canghai's constantly dripping blood, seemed to grow even darker.
His head lowered, all his attention was focused on searching for the unknown enemy who had just bitten him, almost turning him into a sister.
As for Ye Fangxian, who was wandering nearby in the Black Water, occasionally shouting at him, Ling Canghai temporarily ignored his existence.
