Advancing to the Middle Stage with the Devour Demon Art

The Black Scale Flood Dragon had descended from the Black Scale Python, a Demon Beast that lived in the Boundless Strait.

That species had an enormous body, but little strength to match.

Had it been strong, Kun Jiao of the Flood Dragon Gang could never have captured and tamed it.

It had only begun to evolve toward a Flood Dragon because Kun Jiao had cultivated it with a secret art, causing that horn to grow.

Even so, its fighting power had never improved in any fundamental way. Against a Demon Beast of the same order, its odds were no better than even.

Now that it faced an Overlord Crab, famed for its fighting prowess, it was utterly routed.

Black clouds loomed, and fierce winds howled.

Hidden on the Heavenly Pivot Gull's back, Luo Chen watched the battle below closely.

The delight in his eyes gradually turned grave as his Divine Sense spread farther afield.

"This formation..."

Within the hundreds of miles of sea covered by his vast Divine Sense, untold numbers of Demon Crabs lurked in the depths.

Even farther away, dark shapes could be faintly seen rising and falling among the waves.

By now, how could he fail to see it? The Black Scale Flood Dragon had been ambushed!

"I overlooked this."

"I kept sending the Black Scale Flood Dragon to hunt in the same waters. How could that not draw attention?"

"Especially from a large Demon Beast clan that lives in groups!"

"That makes it harder for me to intervene."

Fights between Demon Beasts still fell within their bounds of tolerance.

But once an outsider stepped in, it became something else entirely.

Especially now, after the Primal Devil Sect's destruction. Even if the Demon Race powers occupying Arctic Night Yama Heaven had not launched any sweeping offensives, their