19: Chapter 19: Devouring the pure-blooded ferocious beasts of Hundred Broken Mountains, the Nine Netherworld Hound Treasure Technique is activated.

"Gulp."

Wang Teng tilted his head up and swallowed the gigantic wing whole.

Then, he jerked his head violently, slamming the heavily wounded and dying Bi Fang hard against the ground.

"Shi Hao! Catch! The meat of this bird is great for roasting, don't waste it!"

Shi Hao: "!!!"

Happiness came too suddenly; the Bear Kid hugged the half of the Bi Fang that had fallen from the sky, so happy that snot bubbles were coming out of his nose:

"Brother-in-law is mighty! Brother-in-law is imposing! Brother-in-law, I want to eat that dragon's kidneys!"

Seeing Bi Fang instantly crippled, the remaining three pure-blooded creatures went completely mad.

"Fight to the death! If we don't kill it, we'll all die!"

The Li Dragon roared, its dragon scales standing on end as it burned its primal essence blood, transforming into a beam of blue world-destroying aurora.

It shot straight toward Wang Teng's abdomen. That was the relatively weak spot in the Nine-Nether Ao's defense.

Meanwhile, Zhu Huai and Suanni also attacked like madmen.

A sky full of thunder and golden light gathered into an ocean, attempting to submerge that black demon god.

"The struggle of ants."

Wang Teng did not dodge at all.

Facing the Li Dragon's charge, he actually reached out with his two front claws.

"Bang—!!!"

A collision of pure physical bodies.

The Li Dragon aurora, which was enough to shatter divine mountains, was firmly blocked by Wang Teng's two giant claws covered in black-gold scales.

The earth cracked, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

When the smoke and dust cleared, everyone gasped in cold air.

They saw Wang Teng standing tall and motionless, his feet not having retreated even half a step.

And that massive Li Dragon was currently being pressed onto the ground by Wang Teng.

No matter how it struggled, those two black giant claws were like two primordial divine mountains, immovable.

"Dragon race? Peerless physical body?"

Wang Teng lowered his head, his three eyes filled with mockery. "In front of the Ten Fiends, do you even deserve to speak of physical bodies?"

Before the words had faded, the nine tails behind Wang Teng moved simultaneously.

They were like nine spears of judgment, carrying a piercing sound as they tore through the air, piercing into the bodies of the Li Dragon, Zhu Huai, and Suanni, respectively!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

There was no suspense.

Under the augmentation of the Ten Heavenly Passages, the power of the Nine-Nether Ao had already reached the extreme of this realm, and even surpassed it.

Those defensive precious techniques that the pure-blooded creatures were so proud of were as fragile as window paper in front of Wang Teng's tails.

"Awoo—!!"

Zhu Huai screamed, its body pierced by three tails and lifted directly into mid-air.

Suanni was even worse off; its thunder divine ability was directly absorbed by one of Wang Teng's tails.

Afterward, half of its head was bitten off by the dragon head on another tail.

In less than ten breaths of time.

Four pure-blooded creatures that dominated a region and struck fear into countless human powerhouses were now two dead and two heavily wounded, all reduced to lambs waiting for the slaughter.

In the distance, Yun Xi and Princess Huo Linger hugged each other tightly, watching this scene with nothing but shock in their eyes.

"Is this... is this his true strength?"

Yun Xi muttered to herself; she suddenly felt that her only misfortune being having her earring snatched and being made a handmaiden was actually a stroke of immense luck.

The battle ended too quickly, so quickly that it couldn't even be called a battle, but rather a warm-up before a meal.

Wang Teng stepped on the Li Dragon's head, not rushing to kill them.

The Nine-Nether Ao's feeding required it to be "fresh and alive."

He opened his massive mouth, and a desire to devour coming from the depths of his soul erupted completely.

His stomach seemed to have turned into a black hole, emitting a terrifying rumbling sound.

"The flesh and blood of primordial remnants, although mixed, can still be considered decent medicine."

Wang Teng first swallowed the completely dead Suanni corpse in one gulp.

"Gurgle—"

As the corpse entered his belly, the Ten Heavenly Passages within Wang Teng spun wildly.

Like a precision centrifuge, it instantly extracted the thunder runes and life essence from the Suanni's flesh and blood.

A numb, warm current flowed through his entire body; the scales on Wang Teng's back became brighter, and there was even a faint trace of thunder light wandering across them.

"Not enough, still not enough!"

Wang Teng's gaze turned toward the still-struggling Li Dragon.

"You... you cannot eat me! My clan's ancestor is a Venerable... Ah!!"

Before the Li Dragon could finish its threat, its spine was bitten through by Wang Teng in one bite.

Following that was a visually impactful gluttonous feast.

Wang Teng was like a bottomless pit; under Shi Hao's envious, jealous, and hateful gaze, he devoured the Li Dragon and Zhu Huai entirely, skin and bones alike.

With every bite, a large amount of essence energy erupted, which he forcibly locked within his body.

As the four pure-blooded creatures entered his belly, Wang Teng's body began to undergo drastic changes.

"Hum— hum— hum—"

His body temperature rose rapidly, and the black-gold scales on his skin began to fall off.

Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, harder and deeper new scales grew out.

On these new scales, there were no longer simple patterns, but rather ancient, complex runes branded upon them.

Those were the primal runes belonging to the Nine-Nether Ao clan.

Although Wang Teng had opened the Ten Heavenly Passages before, it had relied more on the soul of a transmigrator and the augmentation of his bloodline.

His development of this Nine-Nether Ao body had still remained on the surface.

But at this moment, a large amount of high-quality essence blood from fellow primordial remnants finally acted like a key, unlocking the genetic locks deep within this body.

"Crack, crack!"

"Hum!"

An ancient, desolate memory, as if spanning hundreds of millions of years of time and space, flooded into Wang Teng's mind like a tide.

He seemed to see a vast and boundless starry sky.

In the depths of that starry sky, an ancestral Nine-Nether Ao, larger than a galaxy, was quietly crouching at the end of the universe.

Its nine tails, each one piercing through a great world, were absorbing the nutrients of the heavens and myriad worlds.

And above the head of that ancestral Nine-Nether Ao floated a massive, slowly rotating black and white millstone.

With every rotation of that millstone, countless stars shattered, transforming into the most primal particles to be absorbed by it.

Life and death, yin and yang, creation and destruction, were all within this millstone.

"This is... the Nine-Nether Ao's supreme precious technique?"

"Could that image be the World-Destroying Elder?"

At that moment, Wang Teng's consciousness overlapped with the phantom of the ancestor.

In the real world.

Wang Teng's massive body suddenly stopped all movement.

He was like a statue, standing quietly in the pool of blood.

But the surrounding air began to twist crazily.

"Thump... thump... thump..."

The dull sound of a heartbeat, beating like a war drum, made Shi Hao in the distance feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.

"What's going on? Did Brother-in-law eat too much?"

Shi Hao asked with some concern.

Just then.

The nine tails behind Wang Teng suddenly stood up in unison, pointing toward the firmament.

The nine ferocious beast heads at the ends of the tails opened their mouths simultaneously, spitting out nine different colors of light, including black, white, gray, and red.

These nine beams of light gathered above Wang Teng's head, condensing into an illusory, massive millstone with a diameter of a thousand meters!

"Nine-Nether Ancestral Technique—Great Reincarnation of the Heavens!"

Wang Teng's voice became ethereal and grand, as if it were no longer him speaking, but this world itself pronouncing judgment.

"Hum—"

The illusory millstone turned gently once.

In an instant, an indescribable suction force erupted.

All the essence of plants and trees, and the residual battle baleful energy within a radius of a hundred miles, and even the aura of longevity from the undying spring dissipating in the air, were all forcibly stripped away.

Transforming into streams of colorful rivers, they surged crazily into the millstone.

After being crushed and refined by the millstone.

They finally transformed into drops of "Primal True Blood" that were as black as ink yet emitted seven-colored divine light, dripping onto Wang Teng's brow.

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