Chapter 42: Martial King Essence Pill
The vortex of wind dissipated, and the surrounding dust slowly settled, revealing a massive crater fifty meters in diameter and seven meters deep. Around the pit, sand swirled in the wind. Not a single blade of grass or tree remained, only shattered rocks scattered about—a scene of utter devastation.
"Where's Iron Armor Steel Fang?"
After a moment's daze, Mu Chen suddenly remembered Iron Armor Steel Fang. He scanned the area and soon spotted a pangolin-like, Silver-armored Little Beast fast asleep in the distance. He was speechless. 'Who else could that Silver-armored Little Beast be but Iron Armor Steel Fang? Since Master could easily defend against the explosion, it stands to reason that Iron Armor Steel Fang, whose strength is comparable to Master's, could naturally block the shockwave without a scratch.' Cursing himself for being an idiot, he sprinted over, scooped up the little beast, and cradled it in his arms.
