Han Zhan sighed, "The self-detonation of the Refining Heaven Cauldron, how could a mere Golden Core Demon King withstand it? The Moyun Cave Lord's body turned to dust on the spot, and his Divine Soul was utterly obliterated. The fact that the Black King has held on until now is already a stroke of luck."
Luo Chen remained silent.
Although he had previously spoken confidently about having a way to save the Black King, it was clear that this was all he could do.
He had exhausted all options.
However, to watch the Black King pass away in front of him was still emotionally hard to accept.
The Black King was originally just a most unremarkable Black Scaled Giant Python among countless Demon Beasts.
It was nurtured by a Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Flying Swallow Islands with a Secret Technique to become the weakest Flood Dragon.
One could say that by the time the Black King reached the Third Order, its life was basically at its peak.
