The Wild Boar Demon Beast wished he could just die.
He had only wanted to abuse his authority to squeeze some benefits from the Golden Roar Race and earn a favor from the Celestial Spider Race in the process.
Who could have thought that such a minor affair would end up involving a dragon!
And not just any dragon, but the legendary Super Divine Beast—a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon!
This aura, this pressure, this terror that stemmed from the very depths of his bloodline—none of it could possibly be fake.
'Damn that Celestial Spider Race!'
If he could, the Wild Boar Demon Beast would have torn those members of the Celestial Spider Race to shreds.
"Why aren't you answering me? Weren't you just telling me to coil up?" Mo Qi asked coldly.
The Wild Boar Demon Beast buried its head even lower, driving its entire face into the dirt.
"This Little Demon wouldn't dare! This Little Demon is guilty and willing to accept any punishment."
