The Origins of the Tunling Clan

Chapter 583: The Origins of the Tunling Clan

Within the space of the Demon Suppressing Prison on Mysterious Spirit Island, Xiao Ming slowly withdrew his hand. Within a mass of pitch-black Demonic Qi, the phantom of a vicious beast with eight demonic arms could vaguely be seen. The once incomparably massive Great Heavenly Demonic King had been reduced to this small remnant of Beast Soul.

"Great Heavenly Demonic King, you do have some skill. But trying to escape from my grasp, you're still lacking."

How many moves it took to kill a Reincarnation Realm expert depended entirely on when Xiao Ming wanted it to end. Unfortunately for the Great Heavenly Demonic King, Xiao Ming had no interest in playing with him right now. So, even though the latter had escaped some distance, he was still cleanly and decisively killed.

Xiao Ming looked at the Beast Soul in his hand and said, "Speak. What is the relationship between the Tunling Clan and your Outer Realm Evil Tribe?"

"Hmph!"

In Xiao Ming's palm, the Great Heavenly Demonic King spun wildly, trying to flee, only to discover that it could not escape at all. In the end, it merely snorted coldly, clearly unwilling to answer.

A smile curled at Xiao Ming's lips. "I rather admire stubborn bones like yours."

Bang!

Seven-colored Flame surged forth and enveloped the Great Heavenly Demonic King. Extreme heat wrapped around it as if black vapor were being evaporated, drawing out a piercing scream!

"Ah!"

Only after a long while did Xiao Ming stop.

"Will you talk?"

"Ah!"

Without even waiting for the Great Heavenly Demonic King to answer, Xiao Ming continued burning its soul. The sight made the Flame Master's scalp go numb. He could sense just how terrifying the flame in Xiao Ming's hand was. With only