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After Gu Yue adjusted her state...
Fang Yang and his group left the area where they encountered the Millennium Wind Baboon and continued deeper into the Star Dou Great Forest.
To ensure safety, a faint cyan light circulated in Gu Yue's hand.
The wind element light gently bound around everyone, making their steps exceptionally light.
Tang Wulin walked at the forefront of the team, releasing his Blue Silver Grass Spirit.
The light blue vines spread rapidly like living creatures, and wherever they passed, dense bushes were neatly separated, and the thorny jungle was forcibly cleared to create a passable Dao.
Zhang Yangzi slightly raised his right hand, and his Soul Spirit, a small shadow as black as ink, immediately flapped its wings and flew up.
It circled above the team, its sharp gaze constantly scanning the surroundings, and no rustle of leaves could escape its perception.
Through the mental connection, it transmitted the detected information to Zhang Yangzi in real-time, ensuring the team was fully aware of the surrounding environment.
Just like that, Fang Yang and his companions stepped into a new area.
Suddenly—
"Roar!!!"
A earth-shattering roar suddenly exploded, and a terrifying sound wave swept over like a tangible entity.
The surrounding trees trembled violently, their branches and leaves rustled, as if the entire forest was quivering in fear.
This roar made Fang Yang and the others shiver. They looked in the direction of the sound and saw a behemoth standing not far away.
It was a giant bear covered in dark gold fur, its majestic body, ten meters tall, made the entire forest seem tiny.
It had broad shoulders and a wide body, and its thick arms were as mighty and powerful as city walls.
Its pair of incredibly sharp dark gold terrorclaws, each over a meter long, gleamed with a chilling metallic luster.
Most frightening were its crimson eyes, where tyrannical killing intent almost materialized.
"This... this is!" Xie Xie gasped, his voice trembling slightly with fear.
Fang Yang's pupils suddenly contracted; he recognized the terrifying existence before him.
The distinct dark gold features and the suffocating sense of oppression all revealed its identity.
"Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear!"
Yes, this terrifying giant bear before them was precisely the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, hailed as one of the most powerful existences in the Spirit Beast World.
According to ancient records, the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear was among the top ten Vicious Beasts on the ranking list ten thousand years ago.
Adult Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bears have almost no natural predators; even when facing a Dragon, they dare to fight.
This solitary Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear is a top-tier Spirit Beast; both its attack and defense are terrifying, making it the undisputed king of the forest.
This Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, ten meters tall, was clearly a terrifying existence that had reached a cultivation level of over ten thousand years.
In front of a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear of this level, even other Spirit Beasts with ten thousand years of cultivation would turn and flee. This is its most terrifying aspect!
"Fang Yang, what should we do?"
Tang Wulin asked in a deep voice, "This Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear is over ten thousand years old. Do we fight or run?"
Everyone's gaze was fixed on Fang Yang, awaiting his decision.
For a moment, only the heavy breathing of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear and the rapid heartbeats of the group remained in the forest.
"Gu Yue, Tang Wulin, all of you, retreat and be responsible for guarding the surroundings."
Fang Yang's voice was unusually calm, "I will face it alone."
"What?!"
Xie Xie looked at Fang Yang with a shocked expression, his voice changing pitch, "You want to solo a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear over ten thousand years old? Are you crazy?!"
Zhang Yangzi couldn't help but interject, "Fang Yang, this is not the time to be reckless! We..."
Fang Yang raised his hand to stop their勸阻, his gaze never leaving the distant Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear: "Trust me."
Those three simple words conveyed an unquestionable determination.
Meanwhile, in the Spirit Transfer Pagoda's room, the Spirit Transfer Tower Staff stared at this scene in dumbfounded amazement.
"Is he crazy? That's a ten-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear!"
"Doesn't he know how terrifying a ten-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear is? Why doesn't he press the disconnect signal?"
Only Wu Changkong remained calm, his eyes fixed on the screen: "Don't worry, since Fang Yang is doing this, he must have his reasons."
He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips: "What's more, with his terrifying mental force, even if something unexpected happens in the Spirit Ascension Platform, there will be no sequelae."
As he spoke, a hint of anticipation appeared in Wu Changkong's ink-green eyes: "I want to see what Fang Yang's true strength limit is!"
In the forest, the ten-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear seemed to be enraged by the attitude of these humans.
"Roar!"
It let out a furious roar.
As this roar echoed, within a hundred-li radius, all Spirit Beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling and motionless, their eyes filled with fear.
Without any warning, the ten-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear raised its massive arm, swinging its several-meter-long thick limb.
The dark gold sharp claws sliced through the air, and a huge dark gold light blade burst forth, exuding an aura that could tear everything apart.
Feeling this terrifying strike, Fang Yang's figure flashed, dodging the attack.
A massive dark gold light shadow then shredded everything at his previous location in the next instant.
No roar occurred; trees, bushes, and the earth were completely torn apart by that terrifying dark gold light shadow.
Dark Gold Terrorclaw, this was the true Dark Gold Terrorclaw! A terrifying attack method capable of easily tearing apart a Dragon's scales.
The onlookers nearby were dumbfounded; the ten-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's strike was truly terrifying.
The attack was not over. In the next second, the ten-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's massive body suddenly erupted, its terrifying jumping ability allowing it to almost instantly catch up to Fang Yang.
Upon seeing this, a Black Flame suddenly appeared in Fang Yang's hand. Mysterious runes circulated on the surface of the Black Flame, occasionally emitting a Chaos-like halo.
It burned quietly, exuding a heart-palpitating pressure, as if even the Soul would be devoured.
The Qi and blood in his body instantly surged, and the second purple spirit ring behind him suddenly lit up!
Second Spirit Ability: "Annihilation Collapse!"
The moment Fang Yang's figure charged forward, his right fist, wreathed in Black Flames, struck out directly.
"Boom!"
The moment the异火 collided with the Dark Gold Terrorclaw, a deafening roar erupted.
Terrifying energy fluctuations spread wildly from the point of impact, and the resulting airwave uprooted the surrounding trees...
"Roar—"
A painful roar came from the mouth of the ten-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.
Everyone watched in shock as the ten-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's incredibly terrifying dark gold sharp claws were actually melted by Fang Yang's flames.
The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear staggered back several steps, and for the first time, a look of fear appeared in its crimson eyes.
It lowered its head and looked at its damaged sharp claws, seemingly unable to believe that this tiny human could actually harm it.
Fang Yang stood still, the Black Flame slowly circulating around him.
His eyes were as sharp as blades, and his entire being exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.
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