Ye Jingyu felt as if he had personally made a trip to the underworld, experiencing the cycle of life and death, and now a new force resided within him: Nether Power. Indeed, after absorbing that immense amount of Ming Yan, the Nether Golden Core in his left palm finally coalesced. His cultivation base had leaped forward directly, reaching the Hong Level, and his spiritual sense had ascended yet another tier. As for his physical body? Well, having been tempered by those two extreme forces, his body had become freakishly strong already; further cleansing by the Nether Power wouldn't cause much significant change. However, putting aside his raw physical strength, all his other powers had more than doubled with the rise in his realm. As long as he wasn't facing a Zhou Level master, he wouldn't need to engage everyone in close combat—after all, that was rather taxing on one's stamina, wasn't it? Moreover, with the condensation of the Nether Golden Core, his Eye of Reincarnation had gained immense divine abilities, capable even of sweeping some people into the cycle of reincarnation to start anew...

Sensing the changes within Ye Jingyu, the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King swallowed with noticeable difficulty, seemingly finally grasping the terrifying nature of this human. In truth, it was his own bad luck. Ye Jingyu's current cultivation wasn't high, and while his physical strength was immense, the actual combat power he could deploy wasn't enough to defeat the King outright; even if defeated, he wouldn't have been this wretched. But who could he blame other than encountering Ye Jingyu only after being gravely wounded by the combined might of the Tao Tie and Ni Bo, and then enduring the full force of the Heaven-Overturning Seal? He had completely borne the brunt of the Seal’s power, it wasn't just a simple tap. Not being instantly pulverized by the Heaven-Overturning Seal was already a testament to the King's immense power. Even so, he still had a definite chance to turn the tables, as the Soul-Seizing Orb he spat out possessed explosive power capable of severely wounding an average Zhou Level expert. But Ye Jingyu’s body was the Chaos Body; even the World-Extinguishing Demonic Light and the World-Creating Demonic Light couldn't kill him, only forcing him into a slumber for a few millennia at most—this power was nothing in comparison. His tempered physical body could easily withstand such an impact, and the Abyss of Nether easily absorbed all that Ming Yan.

As a result, the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King's last shred of hope was extinguished. At this moment, his injuries were too severe; even attempting an escape was impossible. Watching Ye Jingyu approach step by step, the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King suddenly felt a profound sense of injustice. This human’s power didn't seem overwhelmingly strong; under normal circumstances, the King should have been able to obliterate him easily. So why was he now the one awaiting slaughter? Feeling the undisguised killing intent radiating from Ye Jingyu, the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King finally understood: Ye Jingyu genuinely intended to kill him. But did he truly not want to die?

Ye Jingyu, of course, paid no heed to whether the King wanted to live or die. His figure instantly materialized above the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King's head. The King’s sheer size meant its head resembled a small mountain, making Ye Jingyu standing atop it appear as insignificant as an ant. Yet, the pressure Ye Jingyu exerted felt like that of an Ancient God-King...

Fingers shimmering with golden light, Ye Jingyu launched a punch directly at the King’s nasal bridge. The colossal bridge shattered instantly, eliciting another bloodcurdling shriek from the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King. Immediately following this, Ye Jingyu executed a soaring spinning kick, delivering a crushing blow to the King's enormous single horn. That seemingly solid horn fragmented completely, as if it were made of fragile glass...

“Hng... Hng...” The Dragon-Swallowing Beast King had never endured such agony. Its pained cries intensified, but Ye Jingyu’s assault only grew faster...

At this moment, Ye Jingyu was like a veritable agent of destruction, wielding countless explosives, and the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King was a mountain being systematically blown apart, piece by piece...

Never mind how minuscule Ye Jingyu's body appeared, every punch he threw carried the weight of Mount Tai. The power of Thunder, the power of Stars, the power of Fire, the power of Wind, the power of Earth, and the Nether Power itself kept erupting across the Beast King's form. No matter how robust the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King’s body was, it could not withstand Ye Jingyu's barrage...

Vast swathes of flesh and blood peeled away from its body. Hanba, Zhurong, and Tianwu had already rushed forward, greedily devouring the potent flesh. Their strength soared like rockets, for although the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King was only Zhou Level, its physical mass was colossal, meaning the energy concentrated within it was immense...

Just as Ye Jingyu was on the verge of tearing the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King into an unrecognizable ruin, the King could bear it no longer and howled in desperation...

“Great God, Great God! Esteemed Great God, I beg you, spare me! I was wrong! I swear I will never trouble the Heavenly Dragon again. I vow that if any other Dragon-Swallowing Beast dares to bother the Heavenly Dragon, I will tear him apart myself! Please, Great God, spare my life! If you let me live, I will do anything you ask of me...” The soul of the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King emitted a mournful plea, but Ye Jingyu acted as if he hadn't heard a thing...

He continued to swing his fists!

Finally, when almost the entirety of the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King’s massive body had been dismantled, Ye Jingyu stopped. The King was now barely clinging to life, in a state far more tragic than Ni Bo or the Tao Tie had been previously...

“Hm? What did you just say? That if you live, you’ll do anything I ask?” Ye Jingyu’s face registered surprise, as if hearing this for the first time...

Waaah... The Dragon-Swallowing Beast King was nearly weeping inside. What kind of statement was that? He had been pleading for ages, why was the question only being asked now? But he dared not voice such a thing; he quickly nodded in agreement. If Ye Jingyu kept hitting him, he truly would die...

“But I find that I don’t need you to do anything at all?” Ye Jingyu stood casually on the massive indentation smashed into the King’s nose and stated flatly...

“I can be your mount, I can be your watchdog, I can...” Upon hearing Ye Jingyu dismiss his offers, the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King quickly listed every perceived asset he possessed, secretly vowing to perform any task required.

“But these few here require vast amounts of energy to recover their strength. If I don’t kill you, where am I supposed to find food for them?” Ye Jingyu showed no interest in the King's desperate terms, instead gesturing toward Hanba and the others nearby.

Looking at the fierce, charming, aloof, and ruthless group of Zhurong, Hanba, Tianwu, and Houyi, the Dragon-Swallowing Beast King swallowed again with effort, a wave of bewilderment washing over him. Hadn't they already consumed enough?

Of course, such a question dared not pass his lips...

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