The massive body of the Ghost Snake was tightly wrapped around the Six-wing Centipede, its giant mouth biting down on half of the centipede's body without letting go.
The dozens of sharp claws of the Six-wing Centipede desperately stabbed into the hard armor of the Ghost Snake, penetrating deep into its body.
Two Emperor Level Realm demon beasts thus locked each other in a deadly hold, not daring to let go for even a second.
Yang Xiao and Xing Zhe stood in a dark corner some distance away, barely daring to breathe.
As time passed, the two demon beasts went from their initial fierce struggle to low growls and roars.
Yang Xiao turned his head to glance at Xing Zhe and whispered in his ear:
"The two demon beasts are almost exhausted. To prevent any accidents, we should go up and give them a hand. I'll handle the Ghost Snake, and you take care of the Six-wing Centipede. Both beasts have wounds, so thrust our weapons through their injuries.
