Instantly, the mountain rocks split apart, the mountain body crumbled, and strands of meatball-like tentacles twitched wildly.
"Benefactor, be careful!"
Monk Liaowang pushed Su Mei'er beside him and a golden light burst forth, trying to block a massive tentacle that was rapidly shooting towards them.
But in an instant, the Monk's protective golden light shattered, he coughed up blood, and was sent flying.
"Little Monk!"
Su Mei'er was startled and rushed forward to support Liaowang, stuffing a handful of elixirs into his mouth.
"This humble monk has Buddha's blessing, benefactor need not waste elixirs."
Liaowang coughed a few times and slowly said, although he was internally injured, fortunately, his injuries were not serious.
These tentacles were all part of the massive Flesh Mountain's body. Everyone in the cave had only seen a very small part of the heart pulsating, but in reality, the roots of the Flesh Mountain extended into every corner of the cave.