Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 3128 - I Don’t Have a Loser of a Son Like You

Fortunately, the Xenoabyss was too vast, so even a fight of this intensity wasn’t easy to notice if someone was far enough away. Purple and crimson clashed together and Huang Daosheng could only hide under the umbrella of his father’s protection.

It was a battle between a bull and a lion! The two specters were flesh and blood weapons of mass destruction. Storms of purple and crimson clashed thousands of times in an instant. Everything around them was pulverized to dust in the wake of their battle.

But even if the ground collapsed beneath them, it couldn't stop them. Before the two supreme specters, everything in the world was as fragile as paper.

Reverend Daolie's chest suddenly expanded and, with a roar, he violently unleashed a stream of crimson flames that caused everything in front of him to collapse. It was his divine ability, Lion’s Roar.

"Is this all a famous reverend of Myriadpath Valley has to offer?" Chen Tianyong sneered, pounding his chest with both fists. He met the Lion’s Roar with his own ability, Windquake. His burly body transformed into a purple tornado that easily forced its way through the Lion's Roar and smashed into Reverend Daolie.

Reverend Daolie couldn't withstand the power of the divine ability and his flesh was torn apart. The purple storm drilled into him, and purple wind blades carved open his flesh and left difficult to heal wounds.

"So strong! A sixth-level foundationeer!" When Reverend Daolie discovered that his opponent was actually one level higher than himself, he was furious and felt a hint of despair. At their level, a difference of a single level meant a difference of a thousand years of cultivation.

Xenoabyss specters overused their order fragments and had a less stable cultivation base, so disciples of Myriadpath Valley often could fight above their level. However, in the highest battlefield, the gap would be small.

After all, the sixth level of the Foundation stage wasn't something that could be achieved just by using order fragments. Chen Tianyong was originally an emperor of the minotaurs; in terms of bloodline talent, he might be even higher than Reverend Daolie.

While the battle looked exciting, it was really just Reverend Daolie getting beaten up over and over. He was slammed to the ground again.

As a lion, he was suppressed and beaten by a bull, even in hand-to-hand combat. The opponent's immense strength caused his arms to fracture, his body to shake, his flesh to tear, and his cosmic charts to tremble!

"Big Brother! Please tell me, who’s your master? A person of his stature shouldn't be interested in these grade-six order fragments, right? How could I, Huang Daolie, possibly offend such a person? There must be a misunderstanding! I hope you can give me a chance to clear up the misunderstanding. I’ll be extremely grateful to you! If you have any thoughts about Myriadpath Valley in the future, I'm willing to help you." Reverend Daolie quickly said. He really couldn't afford to be arrogant after being suppressed and beaten in the Xenoabyss.

"There's no misunderstanding, you did offend him! We're only targeting you, don't bring up Myriadpath Valley to scare me!" Chen Tianyong coldly smiled and once again pressed forward, engaging in a fight with Reverend Daolie.

Even Reverend Daolie's battle art, the Hundredfold King's Claw, couldn't withstand Chen Tianyong's seemingly simple Bull Charge, which actually contained immense power.

Reverend Daolie was repeatedly beaten to the point of coughing up blood. As a result, he was even less able to protect Huang Daosheng. In a moment of carelessness, Chen Tianyong had already passed him and grabbed Huang Daosheng by the neck, lifting the young prospective eminent up like a little chicken.

"Let me go!" Huang Daosheng was furious, using his claws to tear at Chen Tianyong's arm, his entire body erupting with cosmoforce.

"Behave." Chen Tianyong held Huang Daosheng in one hand, and with the other hand that was larger than Huang Daosheng's head, he smacked the Little Lion King’s head. His head was immediately flattened.

Huang Daosheng’s limbs fell limp and his body shook as if he had been electrocuted. In fact, as his brain had been smashed, he’d lost control of his body. However, he did indeed become obedient, like a little chick.

"Son!" Reverend Daolie climbed up, covered in blood. He roared, "Beast! If you dare kill my son, I, Huang Daolie, will never rest until I kill you!"

Chen Tianyong was dumbfounded. "Are you serious?" After saying that, he raised his huge fist again, ready to flatten Huang Daosheng’s body this time.

"I was just kidding! Big Brother!" Reverend Daolie fell to his knees. He cried out in sorrow, "Good brother, good brother, I only have this one son left. You’re a mighty figure, please don't lower yourself to my level! If you let him go, you'll be my father!"

"I don’t have a loser of a son like you," Chen Tianyong rolled his eyes, shaking the little chick in his hand. "Stop talking nonsense. You know what I want. Just hand it over or I'll open your son's skull and drink his brain like water."

"Alright! Big Brother! Here it is! Stop saying unpleasant things. Consider these order fragments as beginning a friendship with you!" Reverend Daolie's face was like a cross between crying and laughing, which was truly somewhat ridiculous.

This Reverend Daolie was completely different from the one on the Skyward Grandpath back then, who had wanted to kill Tianming to ensure Huang Daoxiong's first place. At that time, Reverend Daolie was cold, domineering, and inhumane!

Indeed, no matter how strong and domineering a person is, when they encountered someone stronger, their tough demeanor would soften.

Reverend Daolie ran up and directly presented the treasures he had spent thousands of years of savings for.

Chen Tianyong extended a hand, counted the grade-six order fragments, and nodded in approval. "Not bad. You're decisive, knowing when to let go. Your future, Huang Daolie, is promising."

Huang Daolie cursed him a thousand times in his heart! He was at this age, and his future was promising? He was almost past his peak phase! What future was there? That was why everything depended on his prospective eminent son!

"Big Brother, what do you think of my son?" Reverend Daolie asked with a sheepish smile.

"Weren't you just calling me father?" Chen Tianyong sneered.

"Hehe! Hehe!" Reverend Daolie scratched his head, very embarrassed.

"Idiot." Chen Tianyong rolled his eyes. He didn't rush to return the hostage, but instead grabbed Huang Daosheng's spatial ring and extracted a golden, flaming net!