And the arm that the fat man had just been slashed by the lightning sword—the lightning sword had also taken precise action.

I thought to myself, "Thunder Strike Sword is really quite clever."

However, this attack only reopened his wounds, and I saw black blood splattered all over the monster's arm.

The problem is, with each attack from the lightning sword, it's becoming increasingly difficult to slow down the monster...

Not to mention stopping him!

If we just keep dragging this out, it won't work. By the time we get out of this mural, it might collapse.

Then we'd be completely doomed here.

When the time comes, the fat man won't need to kill us; the insects will naturally devour all my organs.

I gripped my cane tighter, hoping it would be of some use.

The next second, Lei Jijian quickly transmitted his voice, telling me to put the thing down.

"Master, the more you hold this, the more irritable that fat man becomes!"

He's probably trying to seize the initiative from this dead ancient person!

When I heard Lei Jijian say that, I was stunned for a moment, and then I quickly put the thing away.

Sure enough, after I removed the cane, the monster noticeably slowed down a bit.

I saw the fat guy running there; although he was fast, he clearly couldn't catch up with us.

At the same time, the sound of running and slamming the ground was much quieter now.

Could it be that Lei Jijian's prediction really came true?

Is this toad in front of us now competing with the ancients for the only right to survive?

In other words, in his view, we are not the enemy at all; this ancient person is.

And what I'm holding in my hand is the only relic left by the ancients...