There was also a deep wound left on the Magic Beast's forehead. The pain was so intense that it had gone mad. The surrounding trees had long since been destroyed by him.
The laughing crowd suddenly felt as if their throats had been grabbed. Why was he suddenly injured? Looking at Huang Yihua whose body was covered in blood, an indescribable fear quietly emerged in their hearts. It was unknown who was the first to run towards Huang Yihua. Only then did the others react and charge forward together. While struggling, Huang Yihua stood up from the ground, her eyes staring firmly at the mad-haired Magic Beast.
"How... how are you feeling?" a weak voice asked.
It was as if Huang Yihua didn't hear him and was about to fight the beast to the death. The people beside him quickly pulled him back
