Just as Biyao was about to fall asleep, a low and strange roar, like a dull thunder, rolled in from the thick inky darkness surrounding the camp.

The sound seemed to climb out from the deepest part of the Nine Netherworld, carrying with it a sense of oppression that made one’s hair stand on end and one’s soul tremble, and in an instant it tore the original tranquility of the night into pieces.

Su Han was originally resting with his eyes closed, but the sudden sound made him instantly jump up from the ground like a spring, and his movements were as agile as a cheetah.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, and he looked vigilantly in the direction where the sound came from. At the same time, his body instinctively turned to the side, protecting Bi Yao tightly behind him.

Biyao was also awakened by this sudden voice that seemed to be able to penetrate her soul.

She was half asleep, and her originally hazy eyes suddenly widened. Fear quickly spread in her eyes like a surging tide.

“Su Han, what’s that sound?”

Her voice, with a slight tremor, echoed softly in the silent night filled with unknown dangers.

Su Han did not respond immediately, but quickly leaned over and picked up the long sword they usually used for self-defense from beside him.

The sword was shining with a cold light, and under the faint and flickering light of the campfire, it emitted a cold and captivating light.

“Not sure yet.”

“Whatever it is, I won’t let it hurt you.”

Su Han’s tone was steady and firm, and every word seemed to carry a tremendous amount of force, which calmed Bi Yao’s flustered heart a little.

As the roar got closer, the sound seemed to carry real power, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

A huge figure slowly emerged from the thick night, as if breaking free from the depths of darkness.

The monster was huge, and at a glance it looked to be two or three times the size of an ordinary black bear, but it had six legs as thick as tree trunks.

Each leg was densely covered with sharp barbs, which flashed coldly in the dim light, like miniature sharp blades.

Its head was flat and broad, like a thick slab of stone, and its blood-red eyes were like the burning fire of hell, emitting an undisguised bloodthirsty light, as if it could devour all the creatures in front of it. Its mouth was full of jagged fangs, each of which was as thick as an adult’s forearm and sharp.

At this moment, saliva was dripping down the fangs, making a “sizzling” sound when dripping on the ground, just like sulfuric acid dripping on the ground, instantly corroding out small pits. It was obvious that this saliva was highly corrosive.

Su Han gripped the sword tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

He squatted slightly with his feet firmly planted on the ground, assuming a standard fighting posture. His muscles were tense, like a cannonball about to be fired, ready to go.

He knew in his heart that this monster that suddenly appeared was definitely not a good guy, and he had to fight with all his strength in this battle.

Biyao also suppressed the fear that was surging in her heart like a raging wave, took a deep breath, bent down and picked up a burning branch.

The flames on the branches danced gently in the breeze, illuminating her slightly pale yet resolute face. This was her only weapon at the moment.

She knew in her heart that at this critical moment, she must not become a burden to Su Han.

The monster let out a deafening roar, the sound was like thunder exploding in the ground, making people’s eardrums hurt.

Along with the roar, it exerted its strength suddenly, pushing the ground with its six legs so hard that the ground trembled slightly, and pounced towards Su Han and Bi Yao.

The strong wind caused the flames of the campfire to sway violently, and it almost went out at one point.

Su Han was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he dodged to the side like a ghost.

Almost at the same moment, he turned his wrist and swung his sword towards the monster’s thick legs.

With a “clang” sound, the sword blade hit the monster’s leg, but it seemed like it was hitting hard metal, making only a dull sound and leaving only a shallow scar on the monster’s leg.

The monster was obviously enraged by this blow. It roared angrily, and the sound seemed to tear the air apart. (End of this chapter)