C269 A Rank Nine Existence

"Rank Eight walking dead?" Ming Ying raised an eyebrow, but quickly resolved, "Who cares? Let's just kill it."

Armed with the mysterious well water that allowed him to rapidly heal, he was brimming with confidence.

"Roar!" Another roar, laced with a warning, echoed from the depths of Mount Maoshan, followed by an angry bellow: "Human, if you value your life, retreat now