Mu You continued to observe the text, waiting for results to appear.
[Soon, light and shadow dissipated, and the sturdy ground of Jie Lin was plowed by the Wind Burial Cannon, creating a visible ravine.]
[At the center of the ravine, the white-haired porcupine stood staggeringly, its body was a bloody mess, with one of its foreclaws along with the shoulder and flesh behind it having vanished, seemingly sliced by a sharp sword. It was left with only three legs, steadfastly standing without falling, its life force still vibrant.]
[The next second, the porcupine raised its head and roared angrily, its gaze at you filled with hatred and fury.]
"Damn!"
Mu You cursed under his breath. Clearly, the cannon had not completely hit its mark. At the critical moment, the porcupine must have adjusted its posture urgently, sacrificing a paw to save its life.
