Qingzhou, Yongan County, outside Camp Geng.
The crowd stared at the gigantic bear paw that fell from the sky and smashed onto the earth in front of them, faces filled with disbelief.
A bear paw of a great demon falling from the sky?
Some of the braver souls slowly stepped forward, extending a hand to verify its authenticity.
"Stand back!!"
At that moment, Yu Liang let out a loud shout, pushing the crowd aside.
He took a step forward and instantly arrived in front of the bear paw, as huge as a small hill.
He looked at the bear paw that made his heart tremble, constantly trying to dismiss the incredible thought in his mind.
But the aura that the bear paw emitted indeed made his heart chill and filled him with dread.
Impossible!
Qin Zheng was just a Half-Step Martial Saint!
How could he possibly sever a bear paw of the Great Sage Moxu?
That was a demon race Great Saint on par with the National Martial Saint!
Yu Liang's heart roared madly.