Chapter 805: Chapter 642: Falling into Demonic Ways (Part 2)
What on earth is happening with these adolescent disciples of the Taixuan Sect?!
The true demon Afu Tu, which had vanished from the Six Realms, is actually being carelessly kept as a pet by him. Such taboo behavior—how come the punishment elder of the Taixuan Sect hasn’t whipped him to death!
Do they really dare to recklessly keep any sort of creature?!
It is said that in the north, there is a demon named Afu, with a rabbit-like appearance, its body engulfed in demonic qi, it feeds on dragons and is ferocious by nature, extinguished by the Emperor Immortal of the Ancient Era.
Ye Shu never thought he would see such a ferocious creature in his lifetime.
Baili An responded with a hum, his calm voice carrying a hint of pride: “Don’t be fooled by my little bunny’s exquisite and lovely appearance; when it gets serious, it can be very reliable.”
Ye Shu was dumbfounded.
Are you calling this creature, which eats people without spitting out the bones, exquisite and lovely?
Ye Shu could not agree with the first half of Baili An’s statement, but he had to admit the truth of the second part. This rabbit was indeed extremely reliable in terms of combat power.
Heaven, have mercy, who knows how many days this rabbit has gone hungry, following that boy around. Eating so many malevolent spirits in one go suddenly triggered its ferocity; its entire aura rapidly ascended, and the ghost hands around dared not touch it.
The rabbit once again opened its mouth to devour, its bloody maw aimed at the Netherworld Dragon, seemingly with a great appetite, and after a small meal, it directly targeted the Netherworld Dragon.
The Netherworld Dragon floated within the sea of flames, showing no rage at Afu Tu’s audacious provocation, its vertical pupils half-closed coldly, as if looking at a dead creature.
Afu Tu’s shadow rapidly spread across the sea of flames, its mountain-like shadow’s mouth perfectly enveloped the head of the Netherworld Dragon’s shadow.
However, unlike those malevolent spirits and ghost hands, the part swallowed by it was not torn and disappeared.
The grating sound of stone scratching stone was heard from its scales.
At the neck of the Netherworld Dragon, a highly visible circle of teeth marks appeared out of nowhere, but the mark couldn’t penetrate its scale armor. A mass of pitch-black demonic qi enveloped the entire head of the Netherworld Dragon, as if sinking into a stomach.
A crisp snapping sound was heard.
No thunderous roar came from Afu Tu’s stomach; the snapping sound came from its mouth.
A gleaming white front tooth was ejected from its big mouth!
The demonic qi dissipated, and the teeth marks gradually faded.
Afu Tu, in pain, covered its mouth with its paw, its eyes blood-red and murderous, fur bristling in anger.
A beastly roar emerged from deep within its throat, its small body began a true demonic transformation.
The space beneath its feet suddenly revolved, forming a purple-gold vortex of demonic qi, its body constantly morphing within the vortex, a terrifying force of corrosion exploded from the vortex, and then, as if absorbed by a black hole, it was drawn into the rabbit’s tiny body.
The sea of molten lava beneath Afu Tu’s feet vanished instantly and silently, forming a large inverted bowl depression while the surrounding lava failed to enter, exposing the primitive surface of the ground.
Afield of devouring encompassed its entire being, its two paws raised slightly, performing an air-rending motion.
The Netherworld Dragon’s jaws in the lava seemed to be fiercely split apart by a heavy force, revealing its massive dragon teeth and tongue.
At that moment, the Netherworld Dragon finally let out an angry dragon roar, with breath rolling in its lungs, a dragon flame more scorching and violent than magma erupted like a pillar of heaven, instantly engulfing Afu Tu’s figure.
Yet Afu Tu, being of true demon form, while the Netherworld Dragon was extremely hungry and weak, the power of the dragon flame it spat was limited.
And Afu Tu, not being a mature true demon, couldn’t remain unharmed within the dragon flame, screaming again and again as its fur was singed bald, its skin blackened. It rolled several times and tumbled embarrassingly into the sea of flames. Newest update provided by novｅlfire.net
The rabbit bounced twice and leaped again, once more clashing with the Netherworld Dragon.
Though knowing the vast difference between themselves and the Netherworld Dragon, true demons, by nature, always have a greater desire to feed than the instinct to survive.
Afu Tu was naturally belligerent, not to mention its fondness for fiercely contending for what it coveted!
Thus, the Dragon Slayer Sword couldn’t halt the Netherworld Dragon’s advance, yet now it was temporarily hindered by a rabbit.
Baili An dared not delay; he had no idea what was happening with Su Jing at this moment, causing a heavenly tribulation in the underground palace of the Demon Clan’s royal city was no trivial matter.
With Afu Tu’s obedient support delaying the situation, Baili An didn’t hesitate and hurriedly dashed towards the Dragon Tail area.
The further he went, the more alarmed Baili An felt.
Common sense would dictate that the magma and blazing fires erupting from the depths of the underground palace should grow more intense as one travels deeper; yet, as Baili An proceeded in a certain direction, he found the magma thinning, and the fire’s ferocity diminishing, as if an invisible downpour had washed this scorched world.
Even the malevolent spirits and ghost hands were sparse in number.
Finally, he arrived at a lakeside.
On the shore, among scorched rocks, lay a lifeless skeleton, the long robe of a scholar with charred black edges flapping sorrowfully in the fierce wind.
The set of bones was shattered and fragmented, even the clothing couldn’t fully cover it, a few pieces fell off haphazardly.
A stark white skull lay askew on the ground, its eye sockets devoid of even the slightest hint of ghostly fire or soul.
Clearly, its soul had been erased within its divine sense.