"Boom, boom, boom..."
The ground trembled violently. A twenty-thousand-year-old Dungeon Rock Dragon, covered in blood, was desperately fleeing.
Even as it crashed into trees during its escape, leaving it battered and bruised, it didn't dare slow down.
As a Wyvern with Dragon Clan blood, its attack and defense were among the best of the twenty-thousand-year-old soul beasts.
Yet, it was now covered in wounds, its eyes filled with fear.
Its massive head racked its brains, trying to figure out how it had offended that seventy-thousand-year-old Three-Tailed Phantom Tiger.
Suddenly, the tiger had barged into its cave and given it a senseless beating.
The razor-sharp, cold-gleaming claws, much like a knife through butter, tore through its defenses, causing blood to gush from all over its body.
Faced with the sudden attack, it fought back, only to be mercilessly suppressed.
It was both shocked and terrified, wanting to surrender to the Three-Tailed Phantom Tiger, vowing never to betray it.
Unfortunately, the Three-Tailed Phantom Tiger wasn't accepting its surrender, only wanting to kill it.
The Dungeon Rock Dragon was on the verge of tears. It couldn't win in a fight, and it couldn't surrender, so it could only choose to flee.
However, the Three-Tailed Phantom Tiger was already a formidable soul beast with impressive strength and agility.
For the Dungeon Rock Dragon to think it could escape from Ling Yun's grasp was nothing short of wishful thinking. Ling Yun, as if strolling through a forest, leisurely followed behind the Dungeon Rock Dragon.
Neither pursuing it nor willing to let it go, he wanted the Dungeon Rock Dragon to feel an endless despair.
Just ten days ago, Ling Yun encountered a Dungeon Rock Dragon while he was hunting.
Logically, as a Slime, Ling Yun shouldn't even be on the Dungeon Rock Dragon's hunting radar.
But that bastard was toying with Ling Yun, like a cat with a mouse.
If it weren't for the "Waterification" passive talent, granting 80% physical damage reduction, Ling Yun would have likely been played to death by the Dungeon Rock Dragon long ago.
Now that the Dungeon Rock Dragon wanted to surrender to him to survive, Ling Yun wouldn't accept it.
In his previous life, Ling Yun always believed in the principle of "an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."
Since the Dungeon Rock Dragon had offended him, it had to pay the price for its actions.
As it desperately fled, blood continued to flow from the Dungeon Rock Dragon's body.
Due to the rapid running, the accelerated blood loss made it feel the threat of death.
Although the Dungeon Rock Dragon wasn't a pure Dragon Clan member, only a Wyvern-type soul beast, the Dragon Clan blood flowing in its body made the proud creature feel humiliated.
The strong sense of self-respect made it unwilling to continue fleeing. It had made up its mind; even if it died, it would defend its last shred of dignity.
It suddenly stopped, turned around, and roared angrily at Ling Yun, its voice full of defiance.
"Roar!!!"
"Oh? Not running anymore?"
Ling Yun raised his tiger claw and beckoned to the Dungeon Rock Dragon.
"Come on, I'll let you have three moves, don't say I'm bullying you."
If the Dungeon Rock Dragon had been this enraged before Ling Yun devoured the Three-Tailed Phantom Tiger and received the two golden榜 rewards...
Ling Yun would probably have already taken off, as fast as his legs could carry him.
Right now, he didn't take the Dungeon Rock Dragon seriously at all.
Putting aside the difference in their lifespans, just looking at their bloodlines...
The Three-Tailed Phantom Tiger's status among soul beasts was no weaker than that of the Dragon Clan, who possessed pure bloodlines. So why would it fear a Dungeon Rock Dragon, which was merely a Wyvern?
Therefore, Ling Yun wasn't worried at all, and even deliberately provoked the opponent.
The Dungeon Rock Dragon was already seeing red. Ling Yun's provocation was the last straw.
It could no longer endure it. It raised its forelimbs high and stomped down towards the ground.
The Dungeon Rock Dragon stomped its front paws, and the ground began to bulge. Countless two-meter-long, one-foot-wide sharp rocks erupted, extending towards where Ling Yun stood, the area of effect growing larger and larger.
This was the Dungeon Rock Dragon's innate skill: Myriad Rock Spears, capable of generating countless sharp rocks from beneath the ground to attack a target.
The Dungeon Rock Dragon wasn't idle itself. It kicked off, charging towards Ling Yun, intending to use its incredibly hard head to smash him onto the rising rocks.
It didn't expect this move to kill Ling Yun; it just hoped to severely injure him and make him leave.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The rising rocks resembled tens of thousands of red-tassled spears, buried beneath the ground, poised to strike.
Once someone entered their attack range, they could easily be pierced through by the myriad spears.
Ling Yun had guessed, more or less, what the Dungeon Rock Dragon was thinking.
The extension speed of the Dungeon Rock Dragon's Myriad Rock Spears was, frankly, unimpressive.
If this move were used against some types of spirit beasts below ten thousand years old that weren't good at speed, it might still be considered a terrifying skill.
Unfortunately for Ling Yun, the release speed of this move was just too slow.
Even if the Dungeon Rock Dragon coordinated with the Myriad Rock Spears for a pincer attack, it was still nothing to him.
Just as the Dungeon Rock Dragon's huge head was about to collide with him, and the Myriad Rock Spears were extending from under his feet,
Ling Yun leaped nimbly, relying on the terrifying jumping ability of his tiger-type spirit beast form to avoid the Dungeon Rock Dragon's headbutt attack.
His two hind paws were still on the Dungeon Rock Dragon's back, using the force of its back to jump to a safe area dozens of meters away.
The Dungeon Rock Dragon hadn't expected Ling Yun to use it as a springboard. After being stepped on its back, it stumbled and fell within the range of the raised Myriad Rock Spears.
Its defense was terrifying; it could have easily withstood the attacks from the rising rock. However, it was covered in wounds from Ling Yun's tiger claws.
Many of the Myriad Rock Spears pierced into the Dungeon Rock Dragon through the openings in its defenses. It was a thoroughly satisfying experience, to say the least.
The excruciating pain caused the Dungeon Rock Dragon to struggle, trying to break free from the Myriad Rock Spears.
But it felt a weight on its body. It was Ling Yun, taking advantage of its struggles, stepping onto its back and jumping up and down, stomping down hard.
It was a perfect illustration of kicking a dog when it's down.
The Dungeon Rock Dragon knew it was beyond saving. Unless a deity descended, it was doomed. To prevent its corpse from being desecrated, it resolutely chose to self-destruct.
Ling Yun, who was jumping on its back, suddenly felt a jolt of fear.
Memories of certain scenes from the Douluo Continent novel from his previous life flashed through his mind, and he instinctively leaped away.
"Boom…"
A violent explosion erupted, and the airwave from the Dungeon Rock Dragon's self-detonation carried red blood, scattering it everywhere.
It rained down within a range of several hundred meters, filling the air with a thick, bloody stench.
Ling Yun climbed up from the ground, looked at the center of the explosion, and muttered to himself with lingering fear.
"As expected, just like in the original story, soul beasts will choose to self-destruct when captured. Luckily, this little master ran fast.
Otherwise, even if I wasn't injured by the explosion, I'd still be covered in blood. Ah, what a pity, this fellow's two-thousand-year cultivation."
He said as much, but Ling Yun didn't have a shred of regret in his heart.
The Dungeon Rock Dragon was only a two-thousand-year soul beast, and Ling Yun wasn't willing to use his precious Devour skill on it. That's why he wanted to toy with it to death.
"Now that I've taken care of the guy I hate the most since I transmigrated, it's time to go after the rest of my targets.
Heh heh, you little brats, just wait and see—I'm coming to take your lives!"
Ling Yun grinned ferociously, heading towards the location of his next target.