C156 An Existence at the Disaster Level

Liu Mang's eyes, set beneath his brow on the mystical black bull, widened as the creature swelled to an immense hundred feet in length. Like a colossal behemoth, it charged and crashed through the tide of beasts. In Liu Mang's grip, a heavy spear materialized, its shadow enveloping the area, swirling like a dark tornado. In the blink of an eye, he was shrouded in a cloak of black spear shadows