Little Shixiong Fang Said So

Rumble rumble rumble….

The loud noise of stones being smashed could suddenly be heard inside the forest far from the scattered rocks the Qing-Yun disciples were hiding behind. Within that forest, giant trees fell down one after the other, and shards of rock and dust flew upwards while the earth quaked below.

Unfortunately, a few of the Qing-Yun disciples close by were even injured by this, yet they still did not dare to move or make a sound.

A clanging sound rose from beneath the ground as a strange tree-like monster made its way out. Its body was black with a metallic sheen, and it was wide with numerous limbs attached on both sides, each as sharp as a razor. The mouth at the top of its body squirmed in a manner that was disgusting and terrifying at the same time. It was one-hundred-foot-long giant centipede and the king of Mount Desolation—the Mountain-Moving Blue Centipede.

"Aaao…."