Xiao Tian raised his sword and struck. A flash of silver light severed the bear's arm in the blink of an eye.
The bear's arm was now like a broken faucet, spraying blood as it let out a painful roar.
This time, the bear's roar was obviously not filled with the same rage and bravado as before, but rather with pain.
"Hmph, just as I guessed."
Xiao Tian stood on a large boulder, looking down at a group of beasts below him, numbering about a dozen. Each one was tall and extraordinary, clearly beyond the bounds of normal beasts—a group of mutant beasts.
He and Melinda had just ventured deep into the jungle when they suddenly sensed a violent aura surging nearby, accompanied by gunfire. Following the sound, Xiao Tian arrived at the present scene.
Xiao Tian scrutinized the beasts, finding them somewhat familiar. With further thought, he recalled encountering some mutant beasts recently in the forests of Somalia, though those were not as impressive as the current ones.
