That eighth grade Goldskin Beast was a metal-attributed spirit beast, its body as hard as a piece of divine metal.

However, it still didn’t seem to be strong enough to resist the Demon Eyes Flower that entangled it. No matter how hard it struggled, howled, and stimulated its bloodline, it couldn’t break free from the Demon Eyes Flower.

Dong Qisong could only watch as the Goldskin Beast vanished into one of the Demon Eyes Flower’s buds.

POOPH!

Golden blood ...