“How dare you!”


  Having slightly recovered, the Dragoncroc Emperor bellowed, “You’re seeking death, Jiang He!”


  “You would insult His Majesty?”


  “This emperor shall cut you down today!”


  It had been fearing for its life just a moment ago, but had turned harsh in an instant again.

  Ka-boom!

  Keeping its true form, its monstrous hundred-meter-long body erupted with abundant Daemonic Qi. Recharging the Nine Dragon God Fire Shroud, it bore down at Jiang He, who merely laughed out loud before punching out and sending the Shroud flying.

  With a single thought, the Ice and Fire Duality Sword Array formed once again and shot towards the Dragoncroc Emperor.

  The silhouette waved again, nullifying the sword array once again.

  He was rather furious.

  Even so, he maintained his composure as he spoke, “Jiang He, the reason I have not killed you is not because I can’t, but rather because I respect the immortal whom you’ve inherited your arts from.”


  The silhouetted raising his hand.

  Daemonic winds gusted from everywhere and the entire lake began to rise, with massive waves that churned and splashed up to a thousand meters high with peerless menacing force.

  He growled, “Go away……eh?”


  The silhouette’s face dropped in the very next instant.

  He ‘saw’ a sword light of nothingness shooting straight toward him.

  The moment the glint appeared, veins of Sword Qi raged, lighting up the entire night sky.

  Shank!

  That sword light pierced through the silhouette, whose eyes widened in disbelief. He opened his mouth and tried to speak, but it faded even before it could say a word.

  Jiang He appeared a little pale then, but smirked and replied, “A mere Yuan Spirit clone would dare to strut in front of daddy?”


  “Do you take daddy for a mud doll, stopping me from killing the croc twice?”


  The Twenty-Three Swords specialized in cutting Yuan Spirit!

  Jiang He did not know how powerful the owner of the Yuan Spirit clone was, but the manipulation Yuan Spirit meant he could fight at that level.

  Even so, there was no need to fear since it was just a clone.

  ***

  At the same time, in the realm beneath the water, the blue-clothed youth with a scale on his head had been lying in the arms of a group of female daemons when his face dropped and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His aura instantly began to wilt and the female daemons squealed, running away even before they could set their clothes straight, their milky-white assets bouncing around all at once.

  “Noisy!”


  The blue-clothed youth barked meekly but soon coughed another mouthful of blood. He looked out into the distance with astonishment, murmuring in disbelief, “A Yuan Spirit secret technique?”


  “No way……he is a Golden Pellet sword cultivator who had not even cultivated his own Yuan Spirit……how could he have cultivated a Yuan Spirit technique?”


  “Such secret techniques are so rare that not even my kind had gained a legacy of that domain, yet he has already done so?”


  Right now, how could the blue-clothed youth be bothered about whether the Dragoncroc Emperor lived or died?

  He quickly found himself a sealed room, confining himself to nurse his injuries.

  That sword was mysterious and unfathomable. It had cut off his Yuan Spirit clone, maiming his Yuan Spirit to such extent that he could not recover without half a year.

  ***

  Up in the skies above the lake, the Dragoncroc Emperor could not respond just then.

  His Majesty’s Yuan Spirit clone……had been destroyed?

  “Your Majesty!”


  It roared with a tragic voice and its monstrous form promptly dived and attempted to sneak back inside its lake. However, Jiang He was quicker than it was and had released another Ice and Fire Duality Sword Array right after he had cut down ‘His Majesty’ Yuan Spirit clone-that-appeared-out-of-nowhere.

  The ice sword and the fire sword interweaved, instantly covering the Dragoncroc Emperor.

  The creature shrieked miserably, bursting out with all its daemonic strength in resistance but still ending up decapitated.

  Reaching out with a grabbing motion, Jiang He retrieved the Nine Dragon God Fire Shroud that he had punched out of shape with a gust of mana. A superior daemonic item would always fetch a good price and he might even improve it to premium if he were to take it home and plant it.

  Naturally, the corpse and head of the Dragoncroc Emperor were not to be thrown away either.

  However……it would not be put on the dinner table.

  At the very least, Jiang He would not eat it since the Dragoncroc Emperor could morph and eating it would feel weird.

  ‘That said, I killed a Morphing demonic cultivator just like that?’


  Jiang He fished out the Dragoncroc Emperor’s corpse and headed out of the lake, sighing. ‘They keep saying how powerful the Dragoncroc Emperor is, but now it seems this is all it got.’


  In fact, it was not the Dragoncroc Emperor being weak.

  Having reached Morphing-tier and possessing a superior daemonic mystic item in the Nine Dragon God Fire Shroud, its was more than several times stronger than the Golden-Winged Roc.

  But even if it was powerful, Jiang He was stronger!

  After he released the Scarlet Flame Sword at the very start to cast White Foal Crosses the Rift and injure the Dragoncroc Emperor, the beast would have long since been killed if it was not for Nine Dragon God Fire Shroud!

  Then, he yawned.

  Jiang He felt a little sleepy after casting the Twenty-Three Swords, and promptly took to the air, dashing back to Jingdu City.

  He reached his hotel past two in the morning.

  After a bath, he headed to bed.

  There, he lay for several minutes when sleep came, which pleased him very much……

  Having killed the Dragoncroc Emperor and pacify the threat that an alliance between the Sky Demon Cult’s Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor posed towards himself, his sleep quality improved just as expected.

  He slept all the way until eleven in the morning and received a voice message from Wang Hou just as he woke up.

  “Jiang He, I’m having tea with Old Lin out here. Care to join us? We’ll discuss how we’ll be handling the Sky Demon Cult’s Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor as well.”


  Wang Hou had sent the map location aside from the voice message.

  Even so, Jiang He was puzzled after listening to the voice message.

  Handling……

  The Dragoncroc Emperor?

  Handle what? He had already killed the Dragoncroc Emperor.

  Still, after some thinking, he remembered that the nearest city base from Shennongjia was over 150 km away. Even if there was a divine-tier elite guarding it, how could they have sensed the commotion at Shennongjia from the distance?

  That was why Wang Hou would not have known that he had gone off to kill the Dragoncroc Emperor on a trip last night.

  ***

  Meanwhile, at a three-floored teahouse in a quiet alley at Jingdu City, Wang Hou and Lin Tianzheng were sitting inside an elegant private cubicle at the moment, discussing how they should handle the threat of the Sky Demon Cult’s Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor’s alliance over tea.

  Lin Tianzheng was saying, “Minister Wang, I have a plan……”


  “Hold on……”


  Wang Hou quickly cut Lin Tianzheng short, saying, “Old Lin, wait for Jiang He before you say it or you would have to repeat it later. It isn’t easy for me to free my schedule for tea and there’s still a lot waiting for me.”


  Wang Hou then grumbled away, but ultimately smiled. “Even so, there are things I must do. I won’t feel comfortable as long as the threat of Ferals isn’t pacified and I hope that this time, Jiang He can work with us to deal with the Sky Demon Cult’s Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor. If we are able to kill one of them, I’ll take a day off and sleep an entire day and night—everything else can wait for later.”


  “Eh?”


  Wang Hou’s gaze then shifted even as he spoke, and smiled. “Jiang He’s here.”


  His spirit had picked up Jiang He’s presence as he entered the teahouse.

  Jiang He had noticed Wang Hou and Lin Tianzheng too.

  When he arrived at the private cubicle, Wang Hou personally poured Jiang He some tea. After some preamble, Wang Hou smiled and said, “Jiang He, considering that the Sky Demon Cult’s Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor would attack you in the near future, we have to come up with a full set of plans.”


  Jiang He smiled and waved himoff. “There’s no need, Minister Wang. It’s just that the Dragoncroc Emperor and I……”


  Wang Hou took over before he could finish, saying seriously, “You can’t afford to be careless. Not only is the Dragoncroc Emperor powerful but it also ranks high among the daemons in the country. If we can’t stop it this time and it incites Feral Swarms across the land, there would most certainly be a disaster, with untold numbers of soldiers and fighters losing their lives.”


  The Dragoncroc Emperor inciting Feral Swarms everywhere?

  How could it move when it is already a corpse?

  Watching as Wang Hou and Lin Tianzheng discussed plans and procedures without end, Jiang He had a feeling……

  That he should stop pretending.

  It was time to reveal his hand.

  Would he have the mood for tea if he had to keep listening to Wang Hou and Lin Tianzheng?

  Clearing his throat to interrupt their conversation, he smiled. “Minister Wang, Elder Lin. Actually…… I think those plans are unnecessary.

  “Last night, before I went to sleep…… I took some time off to visit Shennongjia and killed the Dragoncroc Emperor……”