In the Four Symbols Divine Demon Array, the Clockwork Beast was pummeled into the dust. It couldn't fathom how these mere pawns of divine and demonic projections could manifest such devastating power!

It sensed an unseen golden-black tether tightly binding the four divine demons, allowing them to share strength; challenging any single one was tantamount to confronting all four simultaneously! With sorrow, it realized just how feeble it was now.

"Boom!" The Heavenly King's pagoda slammed viciously into the Clockwork Beast's midsection. A series of sharp cracks echoed—the sound of crucial connecting mechanisms snapping, not the result of consciously activating the Transfiguration Rebirth divine ability, but genuine, brute-force destruction.

The Clockwork Beast’s mighty tail immediately became useless. It could only rely on its five sharp claws to fend off the four divine demons; defeat was only a matter of time.

"Junior Brother, what in the world is this thing? How can it be so formidable?" Huo Zhongguang clicked his tongue in amazement.

He recognized the power of Feng Zikang's Four Symbols Divine Demon Formation, and equally recognized the might of the monster whose crippled body was still independently fighting the four divine demons. "This is a Mohist Clockwork Beast..." Feng Zikang smiled faintly, an unreadable look in his eyes.

Huo Zhongguang, puzzled, couldn't help but ask again, "A Mohist Clockwork Beast? This...

was crafted by a Core Condensation master?" A Clockwork Beast that could operate to this degree solely through inherent sentience, without any command—even a Core Condensation master might struggle to create such a thing! Huo Zhongguang dared not speculate further.

He had not witnessed the core self-detonation, nor the anxiety of Mo Li and Mo Fenghuang, leading him to underestimate this Clockwork Beast significantly. Feng Zikang simply smiled without replying.

"Smack!" The Dark Demon within the Four Symbols Array was the most cunning. While the Clockwork Beast was engaged head-on with the Heavenly King Vajra, it quietly slipped behind it and delivered a heavy palm strike roughly seven inches below its neck.

The Clockwork Beast collapsed instantly; its two major limb joints were dislocated, leaving it sprawled on the ground, fruitlessly waving its five massive claws. "Heh heh...

nothing more than that, after all..." Feng Zongkang’s smile carried a hint of boredom, yet suddenly the Clockwork Beast tensed its entire body, its five claws shooting out, detaching completely from its body and hurtling towards Feng Zikang’s face! "Junior Brother, watch out!" This sudden turn of events was completely unexpected.

Amidst Huo Zhongguang’s sharp cry, Feng Zikang leaned back, narrowly evading the five menacing claws. Only a shallow graze was left on his left cheek, drawing a few beads of blood.

"Whooo..." With its final attack missed, the Clockwork Beast collapsed like a large worm onto the ground, emitting a desperate, low moan, twitching slightly but incapable of further movement. "Indeed, one must never let their guard down at any time.

I have learned another lesson," Feng Zikang’s expression was normal as he simply nodded and spoke lightly. He gently touched the wound on his face, deep in thought.

"Dismantle every connection point of its skeletal structure..." The four divine demons immediately obeyed Feng Zikang's command without hesitation. In a blur of movement, with crisp snapping sounds, the four demons systematically dismantled every single skeletal joint of the Clockwork Beast.

Now, unless it could employ its Transfiguration Rebirth ability, it possessed no offensive power whatsoever. Feng Zikang leaped down from the hand of the hairy giant beast and slowly approached the Clockwork Beast.

It now resembled a pile of shattered bones, showing no sign of activity, save for thin, silken strands of gold connecting the separated bone pieces—presumably the foundation for reuniting its body through the Transfiguration Rebirth method. "What is this thing?" Feng Zikang crouched down and spotted a faint glimmer of golden light within the Clockwork Beast's chest cavity.

It was a tiny, seed-shaped golden speck, almost insignificant compared to the beast's massive frame; if one didn't look closely, it would be invisible. Yet, this golden speck was the very source of the golden threads woven throughout its entire body.

As Feng Zikang reached out to retrieve the golden seed, the Clockwork Beast cried out in terror. As expected...

Feng Zikang retracted his hand, smiling slightly. "What, are you afraid I'll take this?" The Clockwork Beast wailed in response, seemingly begging for mercy.

Huo Zhongguang’s primordial spirit shadow also drifted over, his face showing astonishment upon seeing the golden seed. "Senior Brother Huo, do you recognize this thing?" Huo Zhongguang furrowed his brow, pondering, "Not exactly recognize it, but it carries an aura I am familiar with...

Ah! It resembles the aura of the soul of the Demon Snapping Turtle I slew that day, only far vaster and more potent.

And yet, it is so small; perhaps it is the remnant soul of some Dragon-type monstrous deity..." The Clockwork Beast howled in protest, as if refuting the notion. "Remnant soul?" Feng Zikang recalled the core nucleus before the self-detonation, which was far larger than this golden speck and exuded an incomparably greater sense of pressure.

If that was the soul of a monstrous beast, it would be understandable. "The Mohists used monstrous beast souls to construct Clockwork Beasts?" Huo Zhongguang shook his head.

"As far as I know, lower-tier Clockwork Beasts do not employ this method. Whether higher-grade ones utilize monstrous beast souls, I cannot say..." This thing was likely an experimental item left by the Mohist sages.

The Mohists had no precedent for constructing Clockwork Beasts from monstrous bones. Since this experimenter used monstrous bones, perhaps they also incorporated a monstrous soul to create this miraculous beast.

This was likely another failed experiment; despite its formidable power, it must have had uncontrollable aspects or other hidden dangers, otherwise, there would be no need to suppress it here with the Mohists' secret great formation. "However..." Huo Zhongguang circled the monstrous skeleton, running his hand over the bones, seeming to come to a realization.

"Junior Brother, have you noticed what this Clockwork Beast resembles?" "Resembles what?" Huo Zhongguang stepped away, laboriously gathering the five massive claws and slowly bringing them back to arrange before the beast's carcass. At this moment, he was merely a primordial spirit projection; moving anything required the use of magical power, leaving him inherently weak and utterly fragile—capable of being extinguished with a mere wave of a hand if forced into conflict.

"Look, Junior Brother..." He stood up, his expression solemn, and stepped back a few paces, pointing at the beast. "Its body like a python, its tail like a fish, its claws like a tiger..." "The only thing missing is a head!" Feng Zikang gasped.

"Could it be... could the skeletal structure of this Clockwork Beast actually be..." The two men exchanged a look, seeing the astonishment mirrored in the other's face, and simultaneously exclaimed!

"A Five-Clawed Divine Dragon!" The Clockwork Beast erupted in a joyous cry, as if pleased and proud that they had guessed correctly.

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