"Ahhhhh."
A shrill scream suddenly rang out. The Black-robed Youth felt a powerful, immense force explode from his abdomen, instantly sweeping through his entire body.
His face twisted and contorted from the excruciating pain, his eyes rolled back, and his body curled up, nearly collapsing on the spot.
The power of Fang Hong's punch was just right; it directly shattered all of the Black-robed Youth's Demonic power, leaving him not even a sliver of room to resist.
"Little thing, obediently turn into a dao pill to assist this seat in cultivate, and it can be considered your good fortune," Fang Hong said with a smile.
"You... who exactly are you?!" the Black-robed Youth roared, his voice trembling as he endured the intense pain, his face filled with terror.
"I... I am the grandson of Great Emperor Jiuyuan from the Nine-Headed Serpent Clan! You dare to kill me? My grandfather will never let you off!"
