Such unorthodox methods truly shocked the group. After all, the Ye family was a genuine, orthodox immortal cultivation clan. These tactics were far too unexpected.
At this moment, however, despite their palpitations, they didn't overthink it. As long as they could kill the Black-Scaled Thunder Horse, nothing else mattered.
Seeing the Black-Scaled Thunder Horse still struggling violently inside, Ye Yong let out a cold snort, and the Seal Skill in his hands shifted.
WHOOSH!
The bloody net surged violently, radiating a brilliant blood-red light. It emitted sharp, piercing shrieks that gathered into a deafening roar, exceptionally harsh on the ears. In a split second, the massive net swept down mercilessly.
SQUELCH SQUELCH SQUELCH!
The Black-Scaled Thunder Horse let out a miserable shriek. The tough scales covering its body were torn open alive, and scarlet blood veins resembling sharp blades swarmed inside, brutally churning its flesh.
