Chapter 238: Chapter 238: Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey
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The two of them spun around instantly, their expressions shifting at once.
They found themselves staring at a gruesome demon beast, towering more than three times their height, its cruel silver eyes fixated on Fang Lin and Qing Jianzi.
The beast resembled an ape monkey but was much larger, with eight thick arms sprouting from its body. At first glance, its dreadfulness could match that of a Demon God.
This ape monkey had an oddly serene human face nestled in its chest, as if in deep slumber, which made it look exceptionally uncanny.
Qing Jianzi could not identify the beast, but Fang Lin recognized it—it was the Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey!
The Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey, a type of prehistoric beast known for its brutal and violent nature, is fond of devouring living creatures whole. Its eight powerful arms are incredibly nimble, and any opponent caught in their grip would be torn to shreds.
A mature Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey could be considered a top contender amongst all demon beasts, so fierce that even a dozen martial artists of the same level would struggle to subdue it.
However, they’ve become almost extinct since ancient times. Even in his past life, Fang Lin had only encountered one once.
Back then, Fang Lin was yet to become the Pill Sovereign. He had seen a Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey at the mansion of a senior expert. However, the senior expert had already subdued the beast and turned it into a guard for his mansion.
A mature Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey could grow up to seven times the height of a human, and larger specimens even up to nine or ten times.
The beast that was now standing before Fang Lin and Qing Jianzi was only three times their size, apparently not yet fully grown. But even still, Fang Lin’s expression turned increasingly grave upon its sight.
Even a juvenile Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey is formidable. The torn-up icy corpses on the ground must have fallen victim to this beast.
“This is the Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey, a type of prehistoric demon beast!” Fang Lin declared.
Upon hearing Fang Lin’s words, Qing Jianzi felt a shiver run down his spine. Even though he did not know how powerful the Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey was, any prehistoric demon beast was a force to be reckoned with.
Within the frightful mouth of the Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey, its sharp teeth seemed to still carry remnants of flesh. The sight of its swinging limbs filled both men with dread.
Roar!!!
The Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey launched its attack, presumably viewing Fang Lin and Qing Jianzi as its next meal, incapable of putting up a fight.
Qing Jianzi let out a roar as he struck with his Wandering Dragon Sword. Although it was broken, it brought forth a powerful aura of a dragon.
The Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey immediately halted, its menacing eyes showing a hint of wariness towards the Wandering Dragon Sword in Qing Jianzi’s hands.
The Wandering Dragon Sword commanded the aura of a dragon, inducing fear even in the Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey, a prehistoric demon beast. After all, the level of a True Dragon was above a prehistoric demon beast, standing at the pinnacle of all creatures—no creature failed to fear a True Dragon.
They had just felt a sense of relief when they saw the Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey’s face returning to its ferocious state, charging towards them once again, seemingly indifferent to the dragon’s aura.
“Why doesn’t your broken sword work anymore?” Fang Lin asked Qing Jianzi as he ran.
Qing Jianzi had no idea what was happening, so his only option was to flee alongside Fang Lin at full speed.
However, soon, they realized, despairingly, that the Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey was much faster than them. It caught up with them in no time while they were running.
“Damn it! Take this, you damn ape!” Fang Lin cursed under his breath as he pulled out a long sword, turning to face the beast along with Qing Jianzi.
Qing Jianzi swung his sword upwards, slashing harshly at the monkey’s leg. But then he was forced to retreat; the strike had merely left a bloodline on the beast’s leg, having no significant effect.
Fang Lin fared even worse. Before he could swing his sword, he saw two of the Monkey’s arms rushing towards him.
Unable to fight, Fang Lin could only retreat quickly to avoid coming into contact with the Monkey’s arms.
“Damn it, we can’t win by force. I guess it’s time for poison.” Fang Lin muttered, a hand reaching for the Nine Palace Bag.
The Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey glanced at Qing Jianzi and then at Fang Lin. It then lunged at Fang Lin, seemingly finding him an easier opponent to deal with than Qing Jianzi.
Cursing violently, Fang Lin quickly took out a bottle and smashed it on the Monkey’s body.
The jade bottle shattered, splashing its black contents over the Monkey’s abdomen, causing it to sizzle.
Fang Lin started to grin, but it faded the very next moment.
The uncanny human face on the Monkey’s chest abruptly opened its eyes, absorbing all the black liquid.
“What the hell?” Fang Lin was completely dumbfounded. He had always thought that the Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey was a brutal and violent beast. He never would’ve imagined that it could have such a strange ability, to absorb his poison.
The ghastly face that opened its eyes, with its cold gaze fixed on Fang Lin, sent shivers down his spine.
“Watch out!” Qing Jianzi shouted in panic. Fang Lin jolted back to reality, just in time to realize the Monkey had already charged at him.
Fang Lin rolled away to dodge the arm that the Monkey stretched out at him. Qing Jianzi also rushed over with his sword, trying to aid Fang Lin’s escape.
With Qing Jianzi’s help, Fang Lin narrowly escaped from the hands of the Monkey. He felt a wave of fear wash over him as the danger passed.
He turned back to see Qing Jianzi now locked in fierce combat. The Monkey was too strong. Even with Qing Jianzi wielding his sword in both hands, he struggled to keep up the defense.
Without wasting a moment, Fang Lin spun back around to lend his aid, and the two stood together, fighting the Monkey.
Then, both of them were beaten into a sorry state by the Monkey.
They had no choice. It wasn’t that they weren’t strong enough; the Monkey was just too powerful. Even fighting side-by-side, they couldn’t handle it.
Just as they were surrounded by danger, a golden spear came flying from behind the Monkey, followed by a familiar angry roar.
Yang Pojun had arrived, suddenly appearing from nowhere!
Yang Pojun charged from behind the Monkey, embedding his long spear deep into its back.
Seeing Yang Pojun, both men cheered up, feeling a glimmer of hope.
The three of them gathered together, not having the time for any chatting, and continued their fight against the Monkey.
Then, all three of them were beaten to a pathetic state by the Monkey…
“How is this damn monkey so strong?” A sword in Qing Jianzi’s hand was already broken. He switched to another one. Yang Pojun by his side was also in a sorry state, having taken a significant blow to his chest from the Monkey; he was severely injured, with fresh blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.