"Looks like you and I are going to be stuck together for quite a while!"
Bai Zihan said.
And it wasn't a lie.
CLANK! CLANK!
Steel rang against the horn again and again as they clashed.
Though "clashed" wasn't entirely accurate—it was mostly the Voidstep Razorhorn attacking relentlessly, while Bai Zihan quietly observed and analyzed.
Each time Voidstep Razorhorn vanished, space rippled.
Each time it reappeared, Bai Zihan's sword was already there, meeting the blow.
But the Razorhorn was getting agitated.
Very agitated!
After all, it was a Grade-10 Demonic Beast, a creature on par with Great Ascension Realm experts…
Yet it had been fighting a mere Spirit Severing Realm human for this long—
And still hadn't killed him.
RRRWWWAAARRR!!
Its roar tore through the battlefield as frustration boiled over.
Wind gathered violently around its legs, spiraling upward like a tornado forming in an instant.
Bai Zihan's eyes narrowed.
(It's using a skill.)
SHRRRIPPPP!!
