208: plot

"Celestial Dog Devouring the Moon!"

"Old geezer, take this!"

Big Yellow Dog let out a long howl, and a Celestial Dog appeared from the depths of the starry sky, opening its gaping maw to devour the bright moon.

At the same time, an enormous phantom of a Celestial Dog fiercely bit and swallowed the Immortal Clan Quasi-Emperor.

The terrifying might made the latter raise his eyebrows, his gaze solemn.

"Immortal Path Breaking Void Fist!"

A fist print, imbued with immortal light, condensed, carrying the power of destruction, and blasted towards the rapidly approaching phantom of the Celestial Dog.

Boom!

The immense aftershock of the vibration shattered all surrounding stars into dust, dissipating into nothingness.

But Big Yellow Dog only had ultimate moves, no basic attacks, completely disregarding the consumption of spiritual power, constantly unleashing attacks that were no less powerful than Celestial Dog Devouring the Moon.

Hiss!

The Immortal Clan Quasi-Emperor was utterly shocked, his face extremely grim, struggling to parry.

"Damn it, what a mad dog. I refuse to believe your spiritual power is endless."

He cursed in a low voice, but his actions dared not pause in the slightest.

Thump thump thump!

Sounds like booming bells spread towards the four directions of the universe, and even the distant Tianwu Continent felt this fluctuation.

"Haha, how about that? I ask you, are you scared or not?"

Big Yellow Dog laughed heartily, then immediately unleashed another World-Destroying Beast Claw at his opponent.

But after a full hour, Big Yellow Dog still seemed to be in peak condition, making the Immortal Clan Quasi-Emperor question his sanity.

At this moment, Xian Wanchuan had already consumed one-third of his massive spiritual power to reach Big Yellow Dog's body.

It was truly because Big Yellow Dog was too much of a beast; every attack was a killing move. Who could withstand this?

"This old man refuses to believe it. Kill!"

He roared, gritting his teeth and persevering, as if this battle was a competition of whose spiritual power was more abundant.

"Hehe!"

Noticing that his opponent was already struggling, Big Yellow Dog smiled slyly... When Xian Wanchuan discovered his spiritual power was almost exhausted, and saw his opponent still looking like he had plenty of energy and vitality, he completely collapsed.

"Stop, stop quickly!"

At this moment, he felt that if he persisted any longer, he would perish, so he disregarded his dignity as a Quasi-Emperor and roared.

Big Yellow Dog heard this and also stopped, smirking, "Giving up so soon? Old man, you're not that great!"

Xian Wanchuan's brows furrowed. Although he was only an early-stage Quasi-Emperor, the combat power his opponent displayed was only at the early-stage level.

But his spiritual power was almost depleted, while his opponent looked completely fine. How could he not be terrified?

Unless his opponent's cultivation was inherently higher than his own, and he had been toying with him all along!

Thinking of this, he looked at the scoundrelly Big Yellow Dog opposite him and became even more certain of this point.

"You are humiliating this old man!"

Xian Wanchuan felt deeply insulted, his expression furious.

"You just realized that? So what? Are you going to bite me?"

Big Yellow Dog picked his ear, speaking with a very punchable expression.

Pfft!

Xian Wanchuan finally couldn't hold it in, his blood surged, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

In all his years of cultivation, he had never seen such a shameless person—no, dog!

Which powerhouse capable of cultivating to this level wasn't a peerless talent of their generation? Most disdained such behavior.

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for us to fight to the death. It's better to resolve enmity than to foster it. How about we both take a step back?"

After taking a deep breath, he tried to suppress the surging blood within him and spoke slowly.

"I told you to pay some price earlier, but you wouldn't listen. You just had to hit the south wall before turning back. Dog Master is also very troubled."

Big Yellow Dog sneered.

"I won't bully you. Originally, I only planned to make your Three-Race Alliance compensate with three Quasi-Emperor artifacts. Now it's increased to four. Are you convinced?"

Xian Wanchuan paused, then said with a dejected look, "Very well, this old man did not bring them with him. Take this one first."

"As for the rest, I will personally send them to the Human and Demon Clans after returning to my clan!"

After he finished speaking, under Big Yellow Dog's suspicious gaze, he threw out a small golden pagoda radiating terrifying energy.

It was a Quasi-Emperor artifact, Xian Wanchuan's innate magical artifact, which he had forcibly severed his connection with.

"Consider yourself sensible."

Big Yellow Dog yawned, saying casually.

Just as the golden pagoda was about to fall into Big Yellow Dog's hands, Xian Wanchuan's mouth curved into a strange smile.

The golden pagoda suddenly began to tremble violently, and in Big Yellow Dog's stunned state, it shattered into countless fragments, and an extremely terrifying power suddenly erupted.

Boom!

As a Quasi-Emperor artifact, the golden pagoda itself possessed immense power, coupled with countless years of refinement.

The destructive force unleashed by its desperate self-detonation was enough to severely wound a mid-stage Quasi-Emperor.

This was the calculation Xian Wanchuan made, enduring the pain of letting go.

He guessed that Big Yellow Dog must be a mid-stage Quasi-Emperor to be able to completely suppress him.

As for agreeing to the other party's demands, it was naturally to stabilize Big Yellow Dog, make him lower his guard, and allow the Quasi-Emperor artifact to get as close as possible.

Although he lost a Quasi-Emperor artifact, being able to kill a Demon Clan Quasi-Emperor was completely worth it.

The area where Big Yellow Dog was located had completely turned into nothingness, and the terrifying power was still raging, spreading towards the depths of the starry sky.

Even on the star where the Myriad Races Grand Competition was held, everyone felt this intense fluctuation.

Then, an extremely smug laugh was heard: "Hahahaha, what Demon Clan Quasi-Emperor? Didn't he still die in this old man's hands?"

The powerhouses of the Human and Demon Clans Alliance trembled all over. What?

The Demon Clan Quasi-Emperor lost?

Qinglong and Jun Mochen were no exception; the two exchanged glances, filled with horror.

How could this be!

Then why did that Human Clan Quasi-Emperor adult not make any move?

They looked at Lin Yan again, their eyes filled with confusion.

The three peak God Realm powerhouses of the Three-Race Alliance were overjoyed at the news, laughing wildly, "Haha, if only we had known, why did it have to come to this?"

"The demise of the Demon Clan Quasi-Emperor is not unrelated to you two."

"If you hadn't forcibly obstructed us, this wouldn't have happened."

The powerhouses of the Three-Race Alliance were elated, forming a stark contrast with the Human and Demon Clans.

The peak God Realm powerhouse of the Nether Race even said sinisterly, "Not only did you kill your Demon Clan's Quasi-Emperor, but if you can't produce some bargaining chips later, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave!"

These words made Qinglong and Jun Mochen's faces even uglier. If the Quasi-Emperor adult had fallen, it would truly be as the other party said.

Not only would they not gain any benefits, but they would also have to pay a considerable price.

If the other party hadn't had some scruples, all of them would have been left here.

But there was one thing they didn't understand: wasn't that Dog Emperor with that Human Clan Quasi-Emperor?

So why was he indifferent when the Dog Emperor died? The two felt something was amiss.

Niu Fei and the others' expressions changed drastically, all a bit incredulous.

That Big Yellow Dog, who usually possessed heaven-reaching methods and unfathomable strength, would die in the starry sky.

Then everyone came back to their senses and looked at Lin Yan, who was gazing up at the sky.

They saw that he showed no sadness, nor any action, which made a thought pop into their minds.

That is, Big Yellow Dog wasn't dead yet?

As if to confirm their thoughts, a casual voice suddenly echoed from the depths of the starry sky.

"I say, old man, what are you laughing about? Open your eyes and see who I am?"