199: I can't bring myself to kiss you like that.

Chen Heng did not use any Martial Skill, nor did he even circulate his Qi and blood.

What he relied on now was entirely the strength of his physical body.

Chen Heng had only one goal in doing this, and that was… to play!

That’s right, Chen Heng didn’t put this small Demon Lord in his eyes at all.

What he wanted to face most now was the evil Dragon under the Demon Emperor’s throne, and only an opponent of that Realm was worth Chen Heng taking seriously.

“How dare you, to actually…”

Ji Boduan also didn’t put Chen Heng in his eyes.

In his opinion, the Human Race was nothing more than a group of struggling, inferior races.

Of course, apart from those top powerhouses, he didn’t pay any mind to the rest of the Human Race.

And this arrogant Human Race individual in front of him naturally wasn’t worth his attention.

But Ji Boduan hadn’t even finished his sentence when Chen Heng delivered a kick to his chest.

The force of this kick was incredibly terrifying; even his Demon Lord Realm body was fractured and dislocated.

Crack!

White bone fragments spewed from his back, and Ji Boduan, the entire snake, flew backward like a cannonball.

“Little long worm, still floating in the sky talking to me.”

Chen Heng landed on the ground, glancing at the street that Ji Boduan had crashed through.

“Bullying me because I can’t fly, huh? When I go to the True Immortal Sect later, I definitely need to learn how to fly.”

Not being able to fly was indeed quite frustrating, especially that condescending gaze; Chen Heng found it irritating no matter how he looked at it.

“Master is so strong!” The Snake Demon Lord had already transformed into a cheerleader, her pupils once again becoming heart-shaped.

“This is strong?” Bai Jun chuckled, puffing out his chest and saying.

“An unworldly bumpkin. Big Brother Chen hasn’t even circulated his Qi and blood yet; this is merely his physical strength.”

“Once Big Brother Chen circulates his Qi and blood, he could flip this entire Kui Dragon City over!”

Hearing this, the Snake Demon Lord finally understood that Chen Heng had indeed not lied before.

In Chen Heng’s opinion, the tap he gave her really was a ‘gentle’ tap.

Chen Heng swaggered over to Ji Boduan, who was embedded in the ground, and reached out to grab his neck.

“Let me see, where’s the Demon Core…”

Chen Heng’s large hands ceaselessly rubbed over Ji Boduan’s body, searching for his target.

This time, Chen Heng didn’t hold back any strength at all; with every touch, a piece of skin would fall off Ji Boduan’s body.

“Hiss, it’s not easy to find.” Chen Heng was about to tear Ji Boduan open directly when he realized the old fellow had already woken up.

“Metal-Melting Fire!” Ji Boduan opened his large mouth, and a huge mouthful of crimson-gold flames enveloped Chen Heng.

Chen Heng released his grip and retreated two steps.

“Damn thing, his strength is almost as much as that brute Shan Danliang.”

Putting his dislocated joints back into place, Ji Boduan glared fiercely at Chen Heng, who was engulfed in flames.

“Taste it, the Metal-Melting Fire brought by Dragon Bloodline.”

“This flame can easily melt even true gold, and once it sticks to you, it won’t come off unless it burns you to ashes!”

“This is the price for insulting me!”

“Scream in agony from the burning flames, let this old man enjoy it thoroughly!”

Just as Ji Boduan was laughing arrogantly, Chen Heng tidied his slightly messy hair.

“It’s quite warm.”

“What kind of trash fire is this? I’ll show you what a flame that burns everything is called.”

After speaking, Chen Heng raised a finger, letting the Metal-Melting Fire burn on his body.

“H-how is that possible!?” Ji Boduan’s mind fell into chaos; he couldn’t understand why someone could remain unharmed under the scorching of the Metal-Melting Fire.

“Netherworld Heart Fire, go.” Chen Heng flicked his finger, and a black spark landed on Ji Boduan’s body.

“Black flames?” Ji Boduan instinctively tried to block the spark with his Demonic Qi.

But a terrifying thing happened: this black spark, upon encountering Demonic Qi, burned intensely as if it had touched tinder.

In just the blink of an eye, Ji Boduan was completely engulfed in black flames.

No matter how he struggled, it was useless; he couldn’t even slow down the burning speed.

Two people, both completely engulfed in flames, stood facing each other like this.

One remained expressionless, even having the leisure to pick his nose.

The other was screaming almost madly, constantly slapping his body with his hands.

This bizarre scene stunned all the Yao Race; even from far away, they could feel the scorching temperature there.

“How about this, if you transform back into your original form now, I’ll extinguish the fire.”

Chen Heng’s eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of a good idea.

“You, never!” Even though his skin was already burned away, revealing the white bones underneath, Ji Boduan remained defiant.

“This is difficult to deal with…” Chen Heng scratched his head; he originally intended to directly extract the Demon Core once Ji Boduan transformed back into his original form.

A snake demon, after all, transforms into a single long body. If you grip it tightly from the tail and slide your hand up, everything would be squeezed out.

“Forget it, if I burn you completely, the Demon Core will be gone too.”

Chen Heng had no choice; he snapped his fingers, extinguishing the Netherworld Heart Fire on Ji Boduan’s body.

Ever since he advanced to the Xiantian Realm, Chen Heng could control the Netherworld Heart Fire freely.

He would no longer be like before, only able to stare helplessly.

“Ho, ho, ho.” Ji Boduan greedily breathed in the air through his leaky throat.

“Who exactly are you?”

“What a tough guy.” Chen Heng couldn’t help but give Ji Boduan a thumbs up.

“Give me your Demon Core, and I might spare your life.”

“You wish!” Hearing that Chen Heng wanted his Demon Core, Ji Boduan instantly went into a frenzy.

This time, Chen Heng didn’t need to say anything; he abandoned his human form and reverted to his original form.

A hundred-zhang-long giant snake stared at Chen Heng with blood-red pupils.

Just one of its large eyes was bigger than Chen Heng himself.

“This… I can’t rub this out, my hands aren’t big enough.”

Chen Heng sighed; it seemed he could only kill him first and then deal with it.

“Die!” Ji Boduan opened his large mouth, and purple mist, along with crimson-gold flames, sprayed towards Chen Heng.

“Seriously, all you do is spit at people, huh?”

Chen Heng completely lost his patience. He grabbed Ji Boduan’s poisonous fangs in his mouth and pressed the snake’s head, which was the size of a small building, onto the ground.

“Since you’re not cooperating, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Chen Heng’s body instantly expanded to nearly five meters in height, and his entire person became ferocious.

“You…”

Pfft!

A massive snake head was thus pulled out by Chen Heng, along with the white spinal bones behind it.

“Now I have snake soup to eat.”

Throwing the snake head on the ground, Chen Heng reverted to his previous size.

Ding!

A crisp sound rang out beside Chen Heng, and a golden-red orb fell from Ji Boduan’s body.

“This must be the Demon Core, right?” Chen Heng bent down, picked up the slightly warm orb, and wiped off the fresh blood.

“Dragon Snake Bloodline detected. Does the Host wish to consume an Optimization attempt to transform it into his own Bloodline?”