Chapter 456: Chapter 452: The Black Pig King’s Misery (3)
AWOOO...
The Black Pig King hadn’t even gotten within a kilometer of the colossal tree when a majestic, powerful tiger’s roar tore through the air. In an instant, a ferocious, gigantic beast pounced. Its aura was immense and biting, a display of pure, tyrannical might that inspired awe and terror.
"Hmph, just a Cat Spirit. So what if it has a Super Class bloodline?" Killing Intent surfaced in the Black Pig King’s eyes. He was about to send it flying with a punch, but before he could even throw it, he was tackled to the ground.
He was instantly dumbfounded. ’That strong?!?’
AHHH...
Immediately after, the Black Pig King let out a blood-curdling scream as the massive beast tore a chunk of flesh from his body.
"Damned beast, get off!"
In his panic, the Black Pig King sent the beast flying with a punch. Before he could even check his wounds, the beast lunged at him again in an instant. It was more ferocious than any tiger, showing absolutely no fear in the face of a Rank Three Demon Spirit like him.
Having underestimated his enemy, the Black Pig King was thrown into a pathetic state, completely losing the dignified air of a Demon Spirit.
In the distance, the Bloodthirsty Wolf King and the Bull Demon King were locked in a heated battle. However, the Wolf King was secretly under immense pressure. In the past, he could have effortlessly crushed an opponent like the Bull Demon King.
But now, this bull possessed the strength of a Pseudo Demon King. Its imposing presence, terrifying aura, and boundless power completely suppressed the Wolf King with every move.
It made no sense at all.
The countless onlookers were stunned. This was the first time they had ever seen the Bloodthirsty Wolf King in such a sorry state. His fearsome reputation was widespread; an ordinary Demon Spirit should be no match for him.
The Bull Demon King, meanwhile, carried himself like a true master. He hardly even used the Iron Rod in his hand, as if wielding a weapon would be bullying the Bloodthirsty Wolf King.
The two Monkey Kings from Monkey Mountain were even more dumbfounded as they watched. They almost thought the Bloodthirsty Wolf King was just putting on an act with the Bull Demon King.
The two Monkey Kings knew exactly what the Bull Demon King’s strength was supposed to be. The Ape King now looked at the Crimson Sun Giant Ape with a strange expression. "When you fought him before, was this bull this strong?"
"Strong, my ass! Give me another hour back then, and I could’ve been eating his beef for dinner!" The Crimson Sun Giant Ape was also completely baffled. Seeing the Bull Demon King in the valley, relentlessly overpowering the Bloodthirsty Wolf King with wide, sweeping movements, felt utterly surreal.
"Could it be that when the bull fought me, he was hiding his true strength? Was his real goal to deal with you, Big Brother?" the Crimson Sun Giant Ape asked.
Hearing this, the Ape King nodded. "For that bull to dare come to Monkey Mountain, he would have been courting death without some improvement in his strength. But to think he actually raised his power to the Pseudo Demon King Level... it’s truly incredible."
’A stroke of luck. This bull must have stumbled upon some heaven-defying opportunity.’
"Big Brother, if you fought this bull now, what would be the outcome?" the Crimson Sun Giant Ape asked worriedly. In any case, he knew he was no longer a match for the bull.
The Ape King shook his head. "Hard to say, hard to say."
In truth, "hard to say" was a domineering response in itself. It implied that even against a Pseudo Demon King Level Bull Demon King, the Ape King was confident he could put up a fight. The winner would only be known after they battled.
In the valley, the Bloodthirsty Wolf King had been suppressed by the Bull Demon King for a full five minutes. He figured the Black Pig King should have succeeded by now. Seizing a momentary opening, he glanced over and nearly coughed up a mouthful of wolf blood.
That Black Pig hadn’t even broken through the perimeter! He was being held up by a constantly roaring, giant beast—and it was just a Cat Spirit!
"Black Pig King, what are you doing?!" the Bloodthirsty Wolf King roared in fury. He was over here risking his life to hold back the Bull Demon King, all so that pig could go kill the Snake Spirit.
But look at this pig! He was actually being stalled by a mere Cat Spirit. What a disgrace to all Rank Three Demon Spirits!
’Is he toying with my life?’ The pressure the Bloodthirsty Wolf King felt from facing the Bull Demon King was truly immense.
Turning his head to shout came at a price. The Bull Demon King sneered and sent him flying with a single punch.
The Black Pig King also felt utterly humiliated. A dignified Rank Three Demon Spirit like himself, held up by a Rank Two Cat Spirit. It was a complete loss of face. To make matters worse, his own leader was standing on a distant mountaintop, watching.
’If my leader sees this performance, how am I supposed to keep my position?’
"Damn you, Cat Spirit! Watch how I pulverize you!"
The Black Pig King bellowed, his appearance turning fearsome and terrifying. In an instant, his head transformed into a hideous, grotesque pig’s head. Two long, sharp tusks grew from his mouth, glinting coldly. A thick layer of hair sprouted all over his body, and his height swelled to over ten feet tall. His clothes had long since been torn to shreds.
In a flash, he had become a monstrous pig-man, exuding a violent Qi so intense it could scare someone into wetting their pants.
His transformation complete, the Black Pig King opened his hand and a Flying Axe appeared. A casual swing sent a thunderous gale howling, seething with Killing Intent. The display of power was heart-stopping.
Golden Pupils let out a series of roars. Seeing the Flying Axe in the Black Pig King’s hand, it grew wary and didn’t dare to lunge forward rashly.
"GAGA! Scram if you don’t want to die, Cat Spirit! I’ll spare your life," the Black Pig King cackled. He couldn’t believe he’d been forced into his combat form and even had to draw his weapon just to deal with a mere Cat Spirit.
But he had no choice. Every second counted, and his leader was still watching from the mountaintop.
The moment he produced his Flying Axe, the Cat Spirit was scared motionless. The Black Pig King grew smug. ’My Flying Axe sweeps across the world, utterly invincible! A mere graze wounds, a solid hit kills. What’s a mere cat to me? I’ll slice you to pieces!’
Suddenly, the sky above the Black Pig King darkened as if blocked by a massive shadow. He looked up to see a three-headed, six-eyed Giant Snake, its body reeking of Evil Qi. It swayed its three Snake Heads and roared as it lunged down to bite him.
The sight, this single image, was enough to give even a Rank Three Demon Spirit like him a terrible fright.
The Black Pig King managed to determine that this was only a Spirit Monster Level Snake. He swung his Flying Axe and chopped down. But when it struck the Giant Snake’s body, sparks flew. The Snake Scales were unbelievably tough; the snake was completely unharmed.
’Shock. Utter shock. My Flying Axe can’t even break the scales of a Spirit Monster Level snake?’
’Are you fucking kidding me?’
The enormous Three-headed Snake was domineering and violent, its body pulsing with Evil Qi. It completely ignored the Black Pig King’s Flying Axe, recklessly opening its blood-rimmed maws to bite down.
The Black Pig King could only retreat. The worst part was that there were three damn gaping maws—perverse and brutal, terrifying and impossible to defend against.
CHOMP...
In a moment of carelessness, the Black Pig King cried out in pain. The entire arm he used to swing his Flying Axe was caught in one of the gaping mouths.
Just as he was about to smash it with his other fist—CHOMP...
His raised arm was also caught by another gaping mouth, and his entire tall, powerful body was lifted into the air.
’What the hell kind of snake is this? It’s terrifying!’ Fear appeared in the Black Pig King’s eyes.
He clearly felt as if he were fighting a Demon Spirit of the same level as himself, and one he had little chance of defeating.
AWOOO...
With his entire body suspended in the air, the ferocious beast roared and lunged, sinking its teeth directly into the Black Pig King’s legs.
AHHHH...
An incomparably miserable, agonizing howl erupted from the Rank Three Demon Spirit Black Pig King’s mouth. The shriek echoed through the valley like the wailing of ghosts and wolves, powerful enough to shatter the clouds in the sky.
