Chapter 1568: Iron Armor, Beautiful Man
Chapter 1568: Chapter 1568: Iron Armor, Beautiful Man
“However, such a method seems to be somewhat wasteful!” Beiting Huang muttered to himself, “Why shouldn’t I use a secret technique to extract your blood essence to enhance the bloodline of my magical beast? I think, given your strength at the Supreme Realm, you should be able to boost my magical beast’s bloodline by over sixty percent.”
Whether it was being burnt to ashes by the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire or having his blood essence refined through Beiting Huang’s secret technique, neither was what the Ironclad Fierce Crocodile desired. He hadn’t anticipated being unable to choose even his own death.
No wonder that damnable boy had said it wasn’t up to him.
It seemed as if a magical beast was rushing this way, stopping when it reached a closer distance by the lake. Those magical beasts that wanted to devour him must also be wary of this damned young man, huh? How could he have so many tricks up his sleeve?
And that man who transformed into just a shadow—what exactly was his identity? His power felt uncannily familiar, and he even possessed flames like the Xuanming Underworld Flame.
If the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire is the fire of yang, then the Xuanming Underworld Flame is the fire of yin. Both yang and yin represent the most domineering flames between heaven and earth, sharing the same origin as heaven and earth and belonging to the Heaven and Earth Fire.
...After much thought, the Ironclad Fierce Crocodile knew he couldn’t escape his fate that day and he finally had to submit, “I surrender!”
“Very good!”
Beiting Huang spread his hands and released the six magical beasts to surround him. Those people from the Dark Demon World who had originally come by the lake, hoping to get a share of the spoils, now had to reconsider. As a Blue Bird flew toward the lake, releasing a formidable energy, it pushed back all the people from the Dark Demon World one step further, and everyone finally understood that at any time, this young man was not someone they could afford to provoke.
Beiting Huang would naturally tame and contract the crocodile at the first opportunity; this was a magical beast that Yan Ye had expended much effort to obtain. If Beiting Huang waited for its wounds to heal, he would not be willing to have Yan Ye waste another bout of Spirit Soul to subdue the beast again.
Time ticked by, with Fengcang, Yaoyao, Erwei, Azi, Qingjiu, and Agul—six of the most powerful magical beasts—now standing guard by Beiting Huang’s side. Ten thousand years ago, their strength had already reached that of a Great Lord, not much different from that of the Ferocious Crocodile.
Although their strength had not fully recovered, the six beasts, when working together, found dealing with the folks from the Dark Demon World now a piece of cake.
The taming and contracting process by Beiting Huang didn’t take long. As the rules of heaven and earth descended, Beiting Huang could feel energy granted by the rules of heaven and earth flow into his body like a tide, breaking one barrier after another, finally stopping before the barrier that separated a peak Lord from a Great Lord.
This meant that Beiting Huang had truly become a peak Great Lord.
It felt wonderful to be filled with powerful energy. Beiting Huang could see within his body, inside his dantian, a small figure in a silver Soul Realm, with distinct facial features that was truly his own. His eyes remained closed, but Beiting Huang believed that soon, in the near future, he could become a true clone state.
“Iron Armor pays his respects to his master!” The Ironclad Fierce Crocodile transformed instantly into a handsome man dressed in a black warrior’s uniform, with fine features and silver-grey hair cascading over his shoulders, bowing deeply to Beiting Huang.
Was this the Ironclad Fierce Crocodile? Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief; no one had expected that such an ugly crocodile could transform into something so pleasing to the eye. The crowd’s gaze at Beiting Huang also changed, becoming more reverent with a deep awe—at the back of it all was a respect for strength that no one had noticed.