The sunlight pierced through the forest canopy to the clearing, where the blood on the ground emitted a faint white smoke as the moisture within was rapidly evaporated by the intense heat.
The blood on the ground was so thick and sticky it was like glue, making a tacky noise as shoes tread upon it.
While other hunters were puzzled about why they weren't welcomed, Bi Fang's live streaming room was already bursting at the seams.
[Wild Zhao Xin has just soloed a bear!]
[I'm willing to call Bi Fang the Silver Spear Martial God!]
[The new era bear-fighting hero!]
[I want to send a hundred rockets!!!]
[Where did Wolf Fang get the rockets?]
[Right, that's why I can't send any, it's the thought that counts, but I'm strapped.]
[Lord Mu has sent the streamer *100 Spaceships—The same model of Bi Fang stepping on a Black Bear plush toy is already in the works, with pre-orders expected in the next two days.]
[Holy shit, you profiteer @Lord Mu!!]