The peripheral vision of the figure clad in black caught sight of another tentacle of the Fierce Beast. With a flash of white light, it viciously lashed towards Zhu Bufan, who was running towards the Ice Cave.
"Not good!" The figure in black struggled fiercely, but failed to break free. Without hesitation, the long sword in his hand turned into a streak of red light, piercing through the tentacles that entwined him and continued to shoot forward with undiminished force.
"Pff!"
The long sword struck the tentacle of the Fierce Beast precisely, and likewise deflected the tentacle aimed at Zhu Bufan, which retreated sharply as if in pain.
Huff...
The black-clad figure took a deep breath, the worry hanging in his heart finally eased. However, just as he was about to break free with all his might, a sudden twist occurred.
