"Why did you attack the tribe by the lake?" Yue Qianchou asked, each word cold as frost.
"Does that mean if my answer doesn't satisfy you, you'll make a move against me?" Crocodile Immortal Lord laughed, with a touch of self-mockery. One of the Twelve Crocodile Immortal Lords of the Immortal Realm had fallen so low that a Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator was interrogating him. Was it laughable or not? Behind the laughter lay desolation.
Yue Qianchou stared at him without a word. He neither admitted it nor denied it, merely waited for an answer. Yet his expression was somewhat indifferent.
Crocodile Immortal Lord sighed. "Not speaking means you've tacitly agreed... The reason is actually very simple. Although the little crocodiles are my incarnations, they still have flesh and blood. They have to eat."
"Normally, I wouldn't dare launch such a large-scale attack on a tribe, for fear of attracting unforeseen trouble. But because the suppression loosens once every three hundred years, I believed the giant crocodiles I formed by controlling water could protect those little crocodiles. So I wanted to let them feast to their hearts' content. Who would have thought I'd still run into trouble? I ran into you!"
"Then let me put it plainly." Yue Qianchou replied blandly. The Azure Fire flying swords around him circled in readiness, assuming an attacking stance...
"Heh heh! It seems you truly won't rest until I'm dead." Crocodile Immortal Lord smiled bitterly. "After waiting for more than a hundred thousand years, this is the result I waited for. Had I known this, why would I have stubbornly held on..."
Forget it, then. Death it was! Even if he did not kill him, he no longer had the perseverance or the ability to endure such torment.
Yue Qianchou said expressionlessly, "Why are