With his soul source suddenly crushed, Peng Sanjiang's entire body convulsed, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he lost all his vitality.
Even though he was now a third realm Beast King and his soul source was incomparably powerful, he still couldn't withstand the intense blow of having most of his soul essence suddenly torn apart and destroyed. He didn't die on the spot because Yang Fan didn't want him to die so easily.
"Why are you doing this to this king?"
"This king has clearly recognized you as his master and will never betray you. Why are you still doing this to this king?"
Peng Sanjiang's eyes were filled with endless resentment. After his soul source was forcefully crushed by Yang Fan and moved out of his sea of consciousness, the effect of the soul detention could be considered to have been completely cut off and removed. 100% loyalty no longer existed.
Therefore, knowing that he was seriously injured and had no hope of survival, the viciousness and hatred in Peng Sanjiang's eyes didn't decrease in the slightest. Instead, it was even stronger than before.
Seeing Yang Fan looking at it with a face full of indignation and eyes full of killing intent, Peng Sanjiang seemed to have understood something. He actually unconsciously laughed lightly, laughing incomparably crazily, laughing with infinite ridicule.
"Could it be because this king ate a few lowly human blood food? Hahaha … "
Peng Sanjiang looked up to the sky and laughed, "How laughable, this world has always been the law of the jungle! The human race has always been the food of our demon race. If this king doesn't eat humans, could it be that you want this king to eat demons?! "
"If your human race is strong enough, you can also raise our demon race in captivity and feed on our demon race's flesh and blood. We won't have any objections at all!"
"But the problem is, if you have the ability, do you dare?!"
"Our demon race has five Demon Emperors, more than a thousand Demon Emperors, and countless Beast Kings!"
"And what does your human race have? Other than the three human emperors, what other experts do you have?"
"Back then, if it weren't for the human race's three emperors risking their lives to make a pact with my demon race's five emperors, your human race would have long been exterminated and no longer exist!"
Peng Sanjiang looked at Yang Fan contemptuously.
"Kid, from the looks of it, I'm afraid that you've never really left the territory of the human race, right?"
"Don't you know that outside the thirty-six regions of the Federation, almost two-thirds of the land and sea on the Origin Planet belong to us demons?"
"Don't you know that over a hundred years ago, almost every demon clan of a certain size would establish one or even two large-scale breederies? Take a guess. What do you think we're raising in these breederies?"
"Hahaha! This King is about to die from laughter! Is this how the human race educates their younger generation? "
"We don't even dare to let you know the basic truth of this world. To think that those livestock of the human race that we've been rearing are still fantasizing that a human expert will rescue them every day. It's so funny that this king is about to cry!"
Peng Sanjiang raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, as if he really was crying from laughter.
"I only eat three blood foods a day, and you are already so excited. Then, do you know that in the Kun Peng Clan, no, in all the large demon clans on the Origin Planet, there are plenty of big demon beasts that eat five, ten, or even a hundred blood foods a day!"
"If you really have the ability, then go and kill them all as well! Do you have the ability? "
"Even the three emperors of the human race have to accept the fact that the demon race is rearing humans in their own tribes, and they don't dare to forcibly rescue those livestock in the breederies. You're just a little thing that isn't even in the king realm. What right do you have to be a big wolf here?!"
"To tell you the truth! In fact, you and the humans behind you should feel lucky to be able to live peacefully in the thirty-six regions. If it weren't for the hundreds of millions of humans that we've been rearing in our territories as food, the so-called thirty-six regions of the Federation would probably have ceased to exist long ago! "
"A group of flowers that have never seen blood and have grown in a greenhouse actually dares to provoke our great demon race, truly laughable!"
"Ha, ha, ha, even if this King dies by your hands today, so what? You still can't change the fate of the human race becoming food for my demon race! Lowly human brat, even if it's you, you won't be able to escape the fate of being eaten by my demon race in the future! This King will wait for you! "
Yang Fan took a deep breath as his heart kept twitching.
He had only vaguely heard what Peng Sanjiang said before, but he had never understood it so clearly.
He never knew that the seemingly peaceful situation between the human race and the demon race actually hid so much cruelty and unbearable suffering.
In the past eighteen years, Yang Fan had always lived in West Chu City, almost never leaving the city gates. Even two months ago, when he left the city for the trial, he only went near West Chu City. He didn't even meet a single level four Monster General.
The world he saw was all near West Chu City, or it could be said that the world inside the Northwest Guardian Palace.
The demon race here were all below King Level. Although their numbers weren't small, it was very hard for them to cause serious damage to the surrounding cities. Even if there was an occasional city extermination battle, it was just a loss of a city or a piece of land. Everything seemed to be under control.
However, there were very few people who paid attention to the outside of the Federation's thirty six regions. What kind of scene was it in the vast mountains occupied by the demon race?
The rumours of the demon race raising humans as food, Yang Fan had already heard of it. In the memory fragments of « Salvation », Yang Fan had seen many scenes of the demon race devouring humans and destroying human cities.
So, it created Yang Fan's disgust and vigilance towards the demon race.
Only, Yang Fan never would have thought.
In the real world, the situation of the Human Clan, especially the Human Clan who were raised in captivity by the Demon Clan, was a hundred times, a thousand times worse than the Human Clan!
Yang Fan was very clear that at this time, Peng Sanjiang didn't need to deceive him on this matter. This information was not a secret among the upper echelons and experts of the human race and could be easily verified.
Shua!
Yang Fan raised his hand and chopped off Peng Sanjiang's left arm. After the left arm left his body, it instantly turned into a giant bird's wing that was hundreds of meters long. Yang Fan glanced at it and released his Rule Fire to burn off the remaining feathers on the wing. His saber moved as if it was flying, cutting off a piece of the most tender meat on the wing.
The flames roasted and the fragrance of meat filled the air.
Yang Fan stabbed the [Heavenly Dipper Thorn] into the roasted meat and took a fierce bite. Then he looked indifferently at Peng Sanjiang who had not completely died and softly said, "The taste is not bad, do you want to have a taste?"
Peng Sanjiang curled his lips. "Childish! Do you think this king is scared? If you have the ability, then roast this king alive and see if this king will frown! "
"Quite stubborn!"
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and the flying blade flashed again. Peng Sanjiang's right arm was also cut off.
"I like stubborn demons because the more stubborn they are, the more I will feel a sense of accomplishment in torturing them. I hope you can last a little longer. Don't disappoint this young master! "
Yang Fan felt like he was a villain in a movie or novel, using a very cruel and even perverted method to torture and kill his opponent.
Killing people was only a matter of time.
Yang Fan had always agreed with this saying.
But the premise was that the opponent he wanted to kill had to be a person first.
Yang Fan felt that no matter how cruel or perverted he was, it would not be excessive to treat a demon, especially a demon that had swallowed more than fourteen thousand and two hundred human compatriots.
Even if he tortured this great roc in every possible way, it would be useless. The human compatriots that it had swallowed would not come back to life.
But Yang Fan was happy!
At least, seeing the pain and fear on the great roc's face after being tortured in every possible way, it made Yang Fan feel a little better.
"It is said that killing one's opponent, especially an opponent that no longer has any ability to resist, is a person's guilty conscience, incompetence, or even cowardice."
Yang Fan took another bite of the roasted meat on Peng Sanjiang's body and softly said, "I feel that these words are very interesting. Now, as the demon that was killed and tortured, do you have any thoughts? Do you have anything you want to say to me?"
As he spoke, Yang Fan cut off Peng Sanjiang's tongue. Looking at the blood flowing out of his mouth, his eyes finally revealed a trace of fear.
Damn it.
Do you want me to say it or not?
This guy was already completely perverted!
"I know what you meant by those words just now. Didn't you want to anger me, provoke me, make me lose my mind, and give you a quick death in anger?"
Yang Fan curled his lips and chuckled, "You think too much. I have no other good points, but my mental will is strong enough, and I'm very content."
"I can't kill the other big demons now. It doesn't matter. I just need to kill you, a small demon."
"But, please don't worry."
Yang Fan paused for a moment and firmly said, "Soon, your father, your grandfather, and all the Kun Peng clansmen on Feng Ming Mountain will come down to chat with you. Moreover, they will die more miserably than you, I promise!"
As he spoke, Yang Fan waved his blade again and Peng Sanjiang's bird legs were also cut off.
The powerful vitality of a Beast King did not cause him to die immediately because of heavy injuries or blood loss.
At this time, Peng Sanjiang, who had already lost his limbs, was still able to maintain his human form and his mind was still clear.
Its body was trembling and its eyes were filled with fear. However, because its tongue was cut off and its cultivation was sealed, it couldn't speak or make any sound. It couldn't even cry out or beg for mercy.
The double pain, both physical and mental, caused it to be devastated. In a situation where it could do nothing but wait for death, it could only look at Yang Fan with fear, trembling, and resentment in its eyes. It felt as if it was looking at an unforgivable demon.
"That's right!" Yang Fan revealed a satisfied smile, "I like the way you look at me now. So, give me this pair of eyes as a souvenir! "
Shua! Shua!
The saber light flashed and two huge bloody holes appeared in Peng Sanjiang's eye sockets. The two yellow and white eyeballs fell to the ground and turned into two huge spheres with a diameter of one meter.
Peng Sanjiang's body straightened. His already fragile Divine Soul Source could no longer bear it and completely shattered, losing all signs of life.
At the same time, Peng Sanjiang's half body and huge bird head returned to their original form in an instant. They completely filled up the empty space within a kilometer.
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