The Grand Finale

"You're not convinced?" A cold voice sounded.

Everyone felt their vision blur. Before the barking stopped, Medusa had already appeared beside the Cerberus.

The two were so close that the Cerberus' nose had already touched the scales on Medusa's body.

"Woof..."

Just as the Cerberus was about to bark, its middle head received a heavy punch. It was so painful that tears flowed down its face and its majestic howl turned into a whimper.

"You're not convinced?"

Medusa still maintained her original posture. No one could see how she had attacked. Her speed was so fast that there were no afterimages.

"Woof!"

The Cerberus was furious. For thousands of years, no one had dared to offend its majesty.

Although it had not fully matured, it was still the uncrowned king in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. No one had ever dared to anger it.