Chen Yang was determined to exact some cruel revenge on the crocodile. His eyes turned icy cold, and he sent out a palm strike. Instantly, a surge of True Qi burst forth, scattering midway and transforming into hundreds of sword-like sharp energies, howling toward all directions, piercing the stomach wall.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Amidst the dense sounds, the internal space of the stomach pouch was instantly torn apart, revealing hundreds of horrifying scars. Then, with a crashing sound, it split apart, turning into countless fragments as blood gushed out.
"Roar..."
Even inside the crocodile, Chen Yang heard its intense wails of agony and felt it thrash violently.
The region shook violently at once, yet Chen Yang, having regained his mobility, was naturally not affected, still sitting steadily in place.
True Qi enveloped his entire body, and as slime, fish corpses, meat chunks, and blood rushed towards him, they were blasted apart by the True Qi.
