The arm that Xiao Chen had torn off was dozens of feet long and still bursting with vitality, trembling continuously in his hand as it tried to break free.
Drip by drip, fresh blood scattered, falling into the great river below. As a Sacred Beast Tribe Warrior of Half-King Peak Realm strength, the energy contained in a single drop of his blood instantly drove countless exotic beasts in the river below into a frenzy to snatch it up.
Yet some exotic beasts, upon just coming into contact with the spilt blood, exploded completely, their bodies simply unable to withstand the power contained within the blood.
Once again, as Xiao Chen tore off a chunk of flesh from the old monkey, a vast amount of fresh blood mixed with gore sprayed out from the torn wound, the pain making the old monkey even more ferocious.
The remaining arm of the monkey crashed down toward Xiao Chen.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!