"Although I survived, I was also severely injured, making it difficult for me to move. The fact that the three of them were able to go to Purple Gold Mountain likely means their strength is very low, which is why they weren't harmed by the barrier."
The Cow Monster spoke with a tone of defiance.
It didn't regard the Flute Man and his companions seriously.
This made Wang Hao's brows furrow slightly.
If this creature wasn't just boasting, then its strength must far surpass that of the Flute trio.
This is a tough opponent!
"Alright! I've already told you a lot. After all, I'm also part of the Demon Race, and there is much information I cannot disclose. If you ask more questions, you'll have to pay the price."
Seeing that Wang Hao still wanted to ask, the Cow Monster interrupted him.
"So, what do you want to exchange for Zhou Qing's life?"
Wang Hao's gaze suddenly turned sharp: "And yours."
"What? You think you can kill me?"
The Cow Monster's eyes shot out a cold gleam:
