Sun Hang walked toward Wang Xiyi.
He had only taken a few steps when he heard the wind howling in his ears. A pair of massive pincers emerged from the dense steam, clamping down viciously toward Sun Hang's torso!
"Damn it, is this still not over?"
Sun Hang did not dodge but turned his body, opening his mouth toward the giant pincers.
His mouth tore all the way to his earlobes, and then his entire head flipped outward, revealing the blood-red mucous membrane within... The next second, Sun Hang's body exploded with a boom, transforming into countless mycelia that surged toward the attacking pincers.
The pincers paused momentarily, as if gripped by fear, attempting to perform its escape trick by turning into steam. But the mycelia moved far quicker—in the blink of an eye, millions of strands of mycelia had burrowed into the interior of the pincers.
