By now, Chen Feng had left several wounds on the Phantom Beast’s body and black-coloured blood kept trickling out from them. The wounds were all the work of the Overwhelming Astral Sword. Although the demonic beast’s defence was incredibly tough, it was insufficient. How could it take on the might of a Prized artefact?

“Still not going to submit?” Chen Feng barked.

“You humans only know how to rely on the power of your weapons. If you have what it takes, come fight me with your bare hands,” the Phantom Beast said unyieldingly. During their fight, the Phantom Beast had attempted to turn invisible and hide itself but it was still found out by Chen Feng.

Kacha!

One of the hard bone spikes protruding tall from the Phantom Beast’s body was cut down. Immediately, the aura coming from the Phantom Beast’s body declined.

“Oh, I get it now. It turns out those bone spikes are your sources of strength. Say, if I cut out all the bone spikes on you, what will happen?” Chen Feng said with a smile.

Hearing those words, the Phantom Beast panicked. It began releasing a series of strange sounds.

Hearing that, Chen Feng thought that it was talking with the language of the Demon Plane.

“Kid, it is calling for its companions,” Tower warned him.

“Calling its companions? Could there be more Phantom Beasts and Demonic Bloodthirsty...