Chapter 1567: Chapter 1567: How Can There Be the Master’s Breath?
The Ironclad Fierce Crocodile, a magical beast that lived through who knows how many epochs, could survive in the demon god’s Crown Tomb, which was certainly no ordinary feat. Even though it was now gasping for air, breathing more out than in, it still couldn’t help but be stunned for quite a while, its voice very low, no longer sharp and forceful, “Are you saying, submit?”
“Exactly!”
Not wanting Yan Ye to expend more energy, Beiting Huang stepped forward. She gave Yan Ye a look, and Yan Ye wrapped around her body before eventually returning to the Soul Realm inside Beiting Huang’s chest.
Upon seeing this, both the Ferocious Crocodile and the denizens of the Dark Demon World were utterly dumbfounded, not understanding what was happening.
Only the Blue Bird, which had been perching on a big tree by the lake, was staring at Beiting Huang’s chest and murmuring, “How is this possible? How is this possible? Why does it have the aura of my master?”
The bird could never understand why the aura of the demon god was present within this phantom image. In that instant, tears streamed down the Blue Bird’s face, “My master has forgotten me, ah, I’ve been waiting for him all these years, yet he has forgotten me, not even meeting me for one last time, he really doesn’t consider me his magical beast anymore!”
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The young man was wallowing in self-pity, while the Ironclad Fierce Crocodile in the lake snorted coldly after Yan Ye disappeared, derisive of the idea that a mere lord-level weakling would dare imagine subjugating a powerful being of the Supreme Realm.
With one snort from the crocodile, Beiting Huang knew what it was planning. Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire surged forth from his body, and with one grasp through the flames, the Nine-Colored Fangtian Halberd appeared in his hand. Without giving the Ironclad Fierce Crocodile any chance to react, Beiting Huang swooped towards it like a Swooping Kunpeng.
Hiss!
Almost everyone gasped in shock, as the youth once again displayed his ferocity and mercilessness, with ruthless and adept ambushes.
The Ironclad Fierce Crocodile, having been severely burned by the Xuanming Underworld Flame, couldn’t react in time. As Beiting Huang’s Heavenly Halberd approached, the Ferocious Crocodile’s tail laboriously swung towards Beiting Huang. The Supreme Realm magical beast’s speed was unstoppable but it didn’t pare to the full-powered strike of Beiting Huang.
The Nine-Colored Fangtian Halberd pierced straight through the shoulder of the Ironclad Fierce Crocodile. With a fierce slap of his palm at the end of the halberd’s shaft, the Heavenly Halberd plunged into the body of the Ironclad Ferocious Crocodile, followed by a ground-shaking, mournful roar that filled the entire space.
Ah!
Immediately, everyone’s hair stood on end. If, a moment ago, what shocked everyone was Yan Ye’s formidable strength, now what scared and horrified them was Beiting Huang’s ruthless and pitiless actions.
“Even in death, I will not submit!” the Ironclad Fierce Crocodile was truly in more pain than if it were dead, its powerful defense shattered by the Xuanming Underworld Flame, and Beiting Huang’s attack drove straight through unimpeded.
Beiting Huang sneered coldly, “That’s not for you to decide!”
Having refined the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire, controlling it for Beiting Huang was as easy as moving his own limbs. With a mere thought, the Nine-Colored Fangtian Halberd exploded inside the body of the Ironclad Fierce Crocodile like a bomb. In an instant, flesh and blood went flying, and the scant water remaining in the lake became like a pool of blood, the thick stench of it spreading, immediately drawing roars and howls from the surrounding magical beasts.
“You should be well aware of how long you can hold out. Submit to me, and you may live, otherwise, the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire will extinguish you from existence forever!” Beiting Huang’s icy voice seemed to bring a chill across the land and skies.
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