The one coming was too strong!
In this life Fang Xing had seen countless experts: there was someone like Uncle Gen, an unfathomable old monster who didn't reveal the slightest hint of mystery on the surface; there was also someone like the Lotus Girl, with a background so enigmatic that no words could describe how strong she really was. He had even watched a brutal battle between Saints. But no matter how strong those people were, his cultivation back then had been relatively weak, so he hadn't been able to deeply feel their terror. Only now, standing on this end of the Bone Bridge, watching the creature slowly crawling over from the other end, he couldn't help his heart pounding wildly. One arm held the little one close, while his other hand, without drawing attention, had already slid to his waist, ready to deploy a defense at any moment in case the other side suddenly charged over…
