Yuwen Dao quickly retreated, wiped away the bloodstains from his brow, and briefly informed Xia Hong of the situation.
"Ten times, if not more!"
Xia Hong thought to himself, looking at the cracked blade, his expression slightly stern.
Although the front end of the blade had broken off, his strike had truly pierced through the Snow Mane's tongue. The flesh around the wound was different from other Cold Beasts, not azure but a pure and crystalline ice color.
Not only was the flesh color different.
Under the flesh of the tongue wound, there was a piece of bone.
That bone wasn't the normal white; it was green with a jade-like clarity, matching the color of Snow Mane's eyes.
Sizzle...
It sounds like a long time, but from the time Xia Hong appeared to rescue Yuwen Dao, it was only about three or four seconds.
The long tongue of Snow Mane was cut to the bone by Xia Hong, clearly causing it pain, and with a sizzle, it tried to retract the tongue into its mouth.
