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But so what?
Forget a mere Dragon Scorpion Beast — even if it were the Ancient Void Dragon Clan itself, if they dared to provoke Wei Yang, he would still dare to kill them.
"Bored now. You can die too." Wei Yang curled his lips slightly, sounding impatient, as he pressed his foot down harder.
A violent surge of force exploded from him, flooding directly into the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast's body.
Crack, crack, crack~
The sound of bones snapping rang out continuously. The beast's chest caved inward visibly, sinking deep under Wei Yang's pressure.
His eyes reddened, veins bulging.
At this moment, he finally sensed the unmistakable presence of death… and he understood this man didn't care about the so-called Scorpion Dragon Clan at all.
ROAR~!
From deep within his throat came a desperate, bone-chilling howl. The very instant the roar erupted, the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast's mouth snapped wide open.
A surge of rich, blood-red energy frantically condensed at terrifying speed, forming into a half-foot-wide blood-colored beam that erupted violently outward.
Within that crimson pillar was an astonishingly destructive energy, so intense that even the surrounding space distorted with fierce ripples.
Chi!
The blood beam tore through the void, shooting straight toward Wei Yang.
"Hmph." Wei Yang snorted lightly.
His right hand slowly extended from his sleeve, fingers together, forming a knife-hand, and he slashed upward lazily, almost casually.
BOOM!
The knife-hand met the blood beam. A muffled collision rang out. And then, something strange happened.
The terrifying blood beam… suddenly veered away at an impossible angle, as if redirected by some unseen force!
It soared upward diagonally, slicing through space, shooting straight into the distant poisonous clouds above, before finally vanishing from everyone's sight.
This bizarre scene stunned everyone present.
"How… how can this be?!" The Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast's already dimming pupils contracted sharply, and the sinister grin at his lips froze solid.
His desperate, life-risking strike — that devastating blood pillar that could easily slaughter even a Dou Zong — was casually redirected by Wei Yang as though it were nothing more than a harmless spark?!
It felt like firing a cannonball… only for it to bounce harmlessly off a feather. Like he had thrown his everything into a blow… only for it to hit nothing but soft cotton.
Even Xiao Xian'er and the others were momentarily stunned.
This technique… this mastery of force redirection was beyond exceptional.
Wei Yang glanced down from above, amusement glittering in his eyes as he said softly, "Did you think I was weak? I just didn't bother to deal with you before."
That seemingly casual slash of his was anything but simple. It carried the essence of leveraging force with minimal effort.
If one imagined that crimson pillar as a bullet flying at extreme speed, then Wei Yang's slanted knife-hand was like a smooth, curved steel plate.
When a bullet hits such a smooth, angled surface… it naturally ricochets away, losing its lethal impact entirely.
Simple physics — not much different from the principle behind a steel helmet deflecting bullets.
"I… I… am… unwilling…" The Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast struggled to force out these words, his voice hoarse and weak.
That hollow, powerless sensation rapidly spread through his entire body. His life force was draining away fast… slipping further and further beyond his grasp.
"Save… save me. I… I'm of the Dragon Scorpion Clan… If you kill me, they… they'll never let you go…"
His bloodshot eyes trembled, carrying a faint flicker of pleading within.
"You chose your own death." Wei Yang's voice was flat, emotionless.
He raised his hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together like a sword, and thrust forward.
Chi~!
A streak of black light pierced straight into the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast's forehead.
His eyes went wide for an instant. Then the light within them faded swiftly… his head slumped to the side, and his consciousness was swallowed by endless darkness.
Wei Yang withdrew his hand calmly, his expression indifferent, as he gazed at the now lifeless beast.
He hadn't given him the slightest chance — no curses, no last words, no tricks.Unlike in certain tales, this one died cleanly.
With the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast's death, his body rapidly expanded, reverting to his true form.
In the blink of an eye, a massive corpse over a hundred zhang long appeared, its savage features frozen forever, lying sprawled like a small mountain upon the ground.
And as the gigantic corpse settled, countless poisonous beasts in the distance — those who had earlier been suppressed by Du Jiao's dominance — began to stir uneasily.
Moments later, chaos erupted.
The poisonous beasts scattered madly, fleeing in every direction. Their retreat was even faster than their earlier charge.
In no time, the area was emptied entirely.
Wei Yang spared them a single glance, then ignored them.
His body floated into the air as he raised his hand slowly, palm outstretched toward the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast's corpse.
A terrifying suction force burst forth instantly, gripping the massive body tightly and lifting it slowly into the air, suspending it midair.
Wei Yang's gaze lingered on the colossal corpse for a brief moment. Then, his hands began to move swiftly, forming a series of complex hand seals at breathtaking speed.
Whoosh~!
A violent surge of black flames erupted from deep within Wei Yang's body, the roaring blaze flooding outward like a tide. In an instant, the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast's massive corpse was engulfed completely.
The terrifyingly high temperature spread instantly, distorting the very air itself. Even the surrounding space shimmered faintly, as though reality itself were warping under the heat.
This flame was absolute yang, incomparably violent and domineering — so intense that even the poisonous miasma in the air nearby was burned clean away, leaving nothing behind.
Chi chi chi~
Under the terrifying burn of the Death Life Flame, the gigantic corpse began shrinking rapidly, visibly diminishing at a speed discernible to the naked eye.
Its skin, carapace, flesh, and bones… everything was slowly bleached pale by the raging heat, until finally, all that remained crumbled into drifting gray ash.
Wei Yang's expression remained calm, his gaze steady on the shrinking corpse. Instead of easing up, he increased the black flames' temperature even further.
He had no use for the body itself.
What he wanted… were two things: the magic core and the blood essence.
And those could only be extracted after the corpse was fully tempered and purified.
Chi chi chi~
Within the burning black flames, the beast's internal fluids evaporated rapidly. Its flesh and muscles turned pale, drying into something almost unrecognizable.
Time passed.
With the continuous rise in temperature and relentless refining, the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast's colossal body grew smaller and smaller.
By the end, the once-hundred-zhang-long corpse had shrunk to less than half a zhang in size.
By this point, it no longer even resembled a beast's corpse. Instead, it had compressed into a tightly condensed blood-red meat sphere.
That blood-colored sphere slowly rotated amidst the swirling black flames.
Wei Yang's hands moved rapidly, weaving intricate hand seals, precisely controlling the temperature and intensity of the refinement.
A few breaths later, his hand extended forward and clenched sharply.
Crack!
A fine fracture split open on the surface of the spinning meat sphere — and from within, a blood-red crystal, half the size of a fist, shot out, hovering weightlessly before him.
Wei Yang lifted his hand and caught the crystal.
The moment his fingers closed around it, he could feel the surging, violent energy raging within. A faint gleam of satisfaction flickered in his eyes.
"At last… the magic core of a Rank 7 Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast."
His thumb slowly stroked the smooth, blood-red surface of the crystal a few times before glancing down below.
There, Xian'er stood gazing upward, her eyes wide with unconcealed anticipation.
Wei Yang chuckled lightly, then tossed the core downward casually. "Catch."
"Ah!" Xian'er exclaimed softly, leaping up gracefully to snatch the crystal midair.
She examined it carefully, then let out a soft sigh of relief, glancing up to shoot Wei Yang a half-playful glare… only for her lips to curl into a delighted, bright smile she couldn't suppress.
With this, the final ingredient needed to condense her Poison Pill was finally obtained.
Holding the magic core tightly in her palm, Xiao Xian'er could hardly restrain the excitement bubbling in her chest — she was now just one step away from stepping into the realm of Dou Zun.
Wei Yang smiled faintly at her reaction, then turned his attention back to the blood-red meat sphere rotating within the flames.
Inside that sphere… was concentrated all of the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast's blood essence.
He extended his palm slowly, fingers curling slightly.
The black flames surrounding the meat sphere suddenly began rotating at tremendous speed.
Wooo~ Wooo~
A terrifying suction force formed at the core, spinning violently as it squeezed and compressed the meat sphere from all directions.
The blood-red sphere trembled violently within the flames, spinning faster and faster as it twisted and tore under the crushing force.
At last, one… two… three drops of deep crimson blood, tinged faintly with violet, seeped out from within, slowly drifting forward before suspending themselves in front of Wei Yang.
Seeing this scene, Ah Da below trembled slightly, his breathing quickening.
These drops of pure blood essence were exactly what he needed for tempering his own body in the future.
Wei Yang flipped his hand, producing a jade bottle from his storage ring. With a single thought, the floating drops of blood essence obediently flew into the bottle, one after another.
He maintained the powerful rotational force, continuously refining the sphere, gradually forcing out every last trace of pure blood essence within.
Drop by drop, the violet-tinged crimson liquid collected.
As more and more blood essence was extracted, the once blood-red sphere slowly began to turn pale.
That pale color… represented death — the utter loss of vitality.
For magic beasts, blood essence was their very source of life. It was their most precious, most fundamental core.
Now… with all of its essence drained, the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast's existence was completely erased.
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