Chapter 178: The Tribe Leader… Is Saved (1/2)

Chapter 178: The Tribe Leader… Is Saved

Translator: OnGoingWhyEditor: Vermillion

Bang!

The back of the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife directly struck the body of the rapidly approaching Blood Crown Black Swamp Boa. This seventh grade spirit beast was immediately sent flying away like a ball.

While everyone watched on in amazement as the high and mighty spirit beast violently slammed into the ground. The impact caused the ground around that area to collapse.

Bu Fang's arms were slightly trembling. He winced in pain as he sucked in a breath of cold air. The serpent was tougher than he expected. The flesh on his palm was almost torn off from the impact.

The Blood Crown Black Swamp Boa that was sent flying by Bu Fang suddenly rose into the air once more. It flicked its tongue at Bu Fang with eyes filled with malice.

Bu Fang heaved the kitchen knife over his shoulder and raised his eyebrows as he gave the Black Swamp Boa a glance. Then, he slowly walked toward the serpent.

At the same time, the spirit beasts around the tribe had all stopped attacking the barrier. They were all prostrating on the ground. The aura emanating from the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife was completely restraining their bodies.

Bu Fang slowly walked toward the serpent with one hand holding the handle of the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife and the back of the knife resting on his shoulder.

The Black Swamp Boa was somewhat flinching while fearfully staring at Bu Fang. As a serpent spirit beast, its veins were flowing with the bloodline of the dragon race. Each time the Blood Crown Black Swamp Boa underwent molting, it was further refining its racial bloodline and advancing its development into a dragon. Therefore, when facing the actual aura of a dragon, it could not even think of resisting.

Rustle...

The Black Swamp Boa was writhing in pain as its skin continued to fall off. The pain experienced during its molting was not something comprehensible by humans.

The molting process had already reached its last moments… Since the Black Swamp Boa had not swallowed the seed pod of the Monarch Lotus, it was clearly doomed to fail. As a result, it would suffer a severe injury that would take a few hundred years to recover from.

The Black Swamp Boa originally thought the appearance of the Ice Soul Monarch Lotus was its opportunity. However, it never anticipated a young man with a Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife would appear. Who could expect such a twist of fate?

Bu Fang brandished the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife and suddenly pushed the knife toward the Blood Crown Black Swamp Boa. A faint golden glow circulated on the surface of the kitchen knife and scattered like a wisp of smoke into the Black Swamp Boa's nostrils.

The body of the Black Swamp Boa was trembling. It lost all courage to resist… This was due to the effect of racial bloodline suppression.

Bu Fang indifferently gave the Black Swamp Boa a glance. With the presence of the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, it was completely unable to resist. The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife could only mildly suppress ordinary seventh grade spirit beasts but possessed absolute suppression effect on spirit beasts like the Black Swamp Boa and Wandering Dragon Cow because their evolution goal was becoming dragons. Thus, they were naturally powerless against the aura of a dragon.

Splurt!

As the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife swung downward, blood immediately splattered everywhere.

Bu Fang expressionlessly watched as the Black Swamp Boa writhed in its own pool of blood...

”On account of the difficulty of your cultivation, I'll only sever your blood crown today. Get lost,” Bu Fang said.

The Black Swamp Boa hissed back in response while flicking its pitch-black tongue. Its eyes were filled with lament and frustration. However, after looking at the golden kitchen knife on Bu Fang's shoulder… it chose to back off in the end.

After giving a final hiss, the Black Swamp Boa wriggled its body and swiftly slithered into the depths of the Illusory Spirit Swamp. Within an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

After losing their leader, the other spirit beasts all retreated as well. In an instant, they were completely gone, like a receding tide.

Bu Fang let out a soft sigh and staggered for a moment. The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife in his hand grew dim all of a sudden. As the glow gradually faded, it regained its pitch-black appearance. In addition, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and burrowed into his wrist.

The true energy expenditure of the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife was simply too much. Even though he possessed more true energy as a fifth grade Battle-King compared to back when he was only a fourth grade Battle-Spirit, slicing off the blood crown of the Black Swamp Boa was his limit.