The pangolin was over twenty meters long and covered in tough scales, its body exuding a ferocious aura.
A rank-eight Feral.
How powerful was the full-powered charge of a rank-eight Feral?
Jiang He was sent flying several hundred meters away and slammed heavily into the ground, cracking the sturdy ground and creating a huge crater.
"Ouch!"
Jiang He could not help rubbing his buttocks.
It was his buttocks that landed first …
"Damn it!"
"How dare that vermin ambush me?!"
Leaping out of the crater, Dragon-Slaying Saber in hand, he charged into the Feral horde once more, his Ninefold Thunderblade slashing down again and again. Each slash was charged to the limit, each thirty-meter thunder slash imbued with thunder will.
None of the Ferals could stop a single slash from Jiang He, and on the other hand …
Jiang He's body was unbelievably agile after casting the Blind Princess's Eight Practices, and most of the Ferals' attacks landed on the afterimages he left behind.
It was not a big deal even if they hit him, since he was merely sent flying several hundred meters away. He simply stood up, dusted off his buttocks, and rolled up his sleeves to continue.
His mastery of Indestructible Diamond and the Nine Yang True Qi from the Strengthened Nine Yang Technique allowed Jiang He's defense to ignore most rank-nine attacks.
Most frightening of all was Jiang He's offensive ability.
His cultivation was rank-eight pinnacle, and after cultivating the Strengthened Nine Yang Technique, his True Qi would not lose out to any top rank-nine martial artist, and might even surpass him!
Moreover, he had cultivated the Ninefold Thunderblade up to the third fold.
That blade technique only dealt damage and not defense, and was so powerful that Jiang He could grasp the Boundary of Wills by force. Coupled with the buff from thunder will, cutting down rank-nine Ferals was no different from chopping vegetables.
Most frightening of all was Jiang He's regenerative abilities …
Having cultivated the Strengthened Nine Yang Technique up to the fifth fold, his True Qi was endless, and he did not feel his True Qi drying up even if he was using his most powerful attack.
Snikt.
Another rank-seven Feral fell to Jiang He's blade.
The Feral's head was sent flying, its blood splattering and staining Jiang He's white Li Ning jersey red …
"My sportswear is authentic. It's more than 600 yuan … but it's not a loss. It's not difficult to sell a Rank-7 Feral carcass for 10 million, not to mention there's more than one."
In just five minutes, six rank-seven Ferals, two rank-eight Ferals, and one rank-nine Feral had fallen to Jiang He's blade.
Jiang He's gaze then shifted, blade in hand as he charged towards the rank-eight pangolin. The pangolin shrieked in fear, and its body moved, shrouded in an obscure earthen-yellow luster as it rapidly dug into the ground and disappeared.
Among Ferocious Beasts, there were not many who had awakened their abilities, but it was not too rare either. At least, it was very common among high-ranked Ferocious Beasts.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a rumble rang out and the ground violently shook. The Black Serpent King's enormous body landed heavily on the metal tower, and soon after, it swam over.
Roar!
The Black King Drake bellowed in rage, and the Ferals surrounding Jiang He all retreated.
All of Chongming Island quaked even more violently at its bellow. Most frighteningly, the waters around Chongming Island began to churn, with veins of water shooting up into the skies and eventually falling from the horizon, turning into a towering flood that swept towards Jiang He.
"What the hell …"
Stunned, Jiang He swung his blade repeatedly and finally tore apart the towering flood with much difficulty. In the next split second, a sense of danger abruptly arose in his heart, and he promptly turned to find a massive black silhouette crashing towards him.
It was the Black King Drake's serpent tail lashing at him from the skies.
How frightening was that one lash?
The serpent tail was descending at three times the speed of sound, even forcibly carving out a vacuum in the air.
"Dark Golden Combat Suit!"
All Jiang He could do was put on the Dark Golden Combat Suit.
With a single thought, a dark golden radiance flashed over his body, and the Dark Golden Combat Suit covered his entire body.
Pow!
In the instant that Jiang He put on the Dark Golden Combat Suit, the massive serpent tail had already struck down from the skies. All Jiang He could think was' what the hell 'before he was slammed into the ground.
Boom!
The earth split open.
The sturdy stone was no different from tofu under the Black King Drake's tail strike, and a massive fissure was torn into it, with a human-shaped crater at its center.
It was bottomless, and there were even splashes of water.
The strength of the serpent's tail had directly punched through the island.
"Damn you …"
Jiang He cursed as he crawled out of the crater. Blood was trickling out of the corner of his mouth, and he felt as if his organs had shifted. There was shock in his eyes as he stared at the Black King Drake …
A pinnacle rank-nine Feral?
Was it that powerful?
Even with his SS-grade alloy combat suit and Dark Golden Combat Suit, Nine Yang True Qi and Diamond Supreme protecting his body, he was still coughing blood from the serpent's tail, and two of his bones were broken.
"Eh?"
The Black Flood Dragon King, who had already swam far away, turned its huge head. Its dark golden eyes flashed with astonishment as it spoke in the human tongue, "A mere eighth-grade beast was actually able to withstand an attack from this king …"
"Hehe."
Laughing coldly, Jiang He took out a lunchbox with a turn of his hand.
He opened it to find stir-fried eggplant over leopard python meat …
His hands were dirty, stained with blood and sweat, but he could not care less about hygiene at this juncture. Grabbing two handfuls of stir-fried eggplant over Leopard Python meat and stuffing it into his mouth, Jiang He could feel his internal injuries and broken bones healing.
Then, throwing the lunchbox aside, he fiddled with his Dragon-Slaying Saber, laughing, "Not bad, worm. Not bad to make me cough blood."
"You have a death wish!"
The Black King Drake abruptly opened its maw and shot a water arrow at Jiang He. Jiang He swung his blade and parried it with much difficulty, and his face dropped …
Water arrow …
It was poisoned!
Quickly taking out a Bezoar Detox Pill and popping it in his mouth, the poison was almost instantly dispelled. Then, blade in hand, Jiang He charged at the Black King Drake again.
Man and serpent instantly clashed at each other.
Having ascended as a true King Feral, the Black King Drake was so powerful that it could instakill most rank-nines …
And that was only because it had just ascended in the morning and had yet to familiarize itself with its own power and grasp the power above rank-nine.
And yet, Jiang He …
Still, Jiang He was not afraid at all.
For one, he did not know that the Black King Drake had ascended, and for another, the newly ascended Black King Drake could not kill him at all with his Dark Golden Combat Armor.
Even if he was maimed, he would be full of vigor after a few bites of eggplant.
And the Black King Drake's fearsome serpent venom …
Jiang He could ignore it.
The Bezoar Detox Pill was basically an antidote. Towards the end, Jiang He was even holding a handful of them in his mouth, swallowing one whenever he felt that something was wrong.
Rawr!
The Black King Drake bellowed again and again in utter frustration.
All of Chongming Island was quaking incessantly from the beating, with many places cracking and rivers flowing in from the cracks, kicking up waves.
It …
It felt as if its view of Ferals had been turned upside down.
Damn it.
Did it ascend as a fake King?
Was it not said that ascension from rank-nine to King was a change in the hierarchy of life?
Even the weakest Vicious Beast King could easily defeat or even kill the strongest ninth-class martial artist … So why was it that after fighting for more than ten minutes and using almost all of its means, it still couldn't kill this eighth-class human martial artist?
"No!"
"You're not rank-eight!"
"You're definitely not rank-eight!"
The Black King Drake sent Jiang He flying with a swipe of its tail, but Jiang He darted back as if nothing had happened, slashing its blade viciously at the Black King Drake's body.
The thirty-meter-long thunder slash left a gruesome gash on the Black King Drake's body.
In agony, the Black King Drake rolled over the island, shattering many places.
Shrieking in agony, it bellowed in rage, "Shameless human elite! How dare you hide your cultivation to assassinate me …"
That was the only possibility the Black King Drake could think of.
It was not as if it had not fought against human rank-nines before …
In fact, it had even repelled a rank-nine whose Boundary of Wills was nearing completion when it came to the island …
No rank-nine would be able to resist its serpent venom, and it would rapidly weaken a powerful rank-nine's combat ability for a while.
And now, it had ascended as a Feral King. Even if it had only ascended in the morning, its ability had improved by more than a little. The serpent venom had become even more frightening.
Whoosh.
It abruptly opened its maw, and a thick black mist of blood engulfed Jiang He.
Jiang He promptly swallowed a Bezoar Detox Pill, and could not help cursing, "What the hell! Fight if you want to, but don't spit … that's disgusting!"
"…"
The Black King Drake turned and left.
No more fighting.
What was there to fight? This was definitely a human expert who had deliberately suppressed his cultivation to mess with him.
"Trying to run?"
Jiang He was laughing coldly, blade in hand as he gave chase.
He landed directly on the Black King Drake's back and slashed wildly, almost cutting the Black King Drake in two after a few slashes.
Rawr!
The Black King Drake's eyes bellowed in rage, and its massive tail swung at Jiang He again. Gritting his teeth, he braced himself.
"What the hell …"
"It's broken, it's broken … at least a dozen bones are broken …"
His vision darkened and Jiang He almost cried out in pain. Turning the pain into strength, he slashed the Black King Drake a few more times.
Rawr!
The Black King Drake panicked.
It abruptly opened its maw and chomped down on Jiang He.
Its maw that was the size of a mansion could easily swallow an elephant, let alone Jiang He. Even so, Jiang He was delighted —
"I've been waiting for you!"
He raised his hand.
Whoosh!
A handful of strengthened pea bombs flew straight into the Black King Drake's gaping maw. In the split second that the pea bombs flew out, the hum of a sword could be heard, and the ocean of swords in Jiang He's mind began to tremble.
That luminous sword flew out from the ocean of swords, turning into a hundred-feet long Sword Qi that directly crawled into the Black King Drake's maw.
In the next instant …
Kaboom!
Dozens of strengthened pea bombs exploded inside the Black King Drake's maw.
The Sword Qi wreaked havoc inside the Black King Drake's belly.
The Black King Drake's colossal body rolled over Chongming Island, struggling …
And slowly losing its breath.
Blargh!
It was only then that Jiang He spat out a mouthful of extravasated blood.
Enduring the pain, he took out a box of rice and a pair of chopsticks. Leaning on the giant body of the Black Flood Dragon, he finished the box of rice and the stir-fried eggplant with leopard python meat. Only then did he let out a long sigh of relief. "That was close …"
"The Black King Drake's final few desperate tails almost blew me up … I wouldn't have survived if I didn't eat in time."
Jiang He rose to his feet, his expression somber as he stared at the colossal corpse and Chongming Island that was almost sunk. "I've definitely been too full of myself," he muttered. "I thought that I would be invincible as long as elites above rank-nine and Feral Kings don't show up …"
"But a single Black King Drake almost killed me!"
"There might be rank-nine Ferals in this world that are more talented and frightening than it. They don't have to be too powerful, and they just need to be up to eighty percent stronger than the Black King Drake. That way, I could be killed even with my Dark Golden Combat Suit …"
He clenched his fists.
Jiang He felt a tremendous sense of urgency.
He …
Was still too weak!
…
(PS: That's the third update. Thank you, everyone, I've received too many rewards today.)
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