"Impossible! I am the renowned Demon Hound General, lord of Orange Fire Mountain, before whom ten thousand demons kneel! I cannot fall at the hands of a greenhorn like you!" Gou Qingyi roared. Thick, dense red hound fur sprouted across his face, and his body swelled in an instant, reaching three meters tall in the blink of an eye. His robes burst apart, revealing his true demonic form.
Gou Qingyi curled his hound claw around empty air, conjuring a terrifying black saber. He instantly unleashed nearly a hundred slashes at Xiao Chen, demonic energy surging skyward around him as he descended into madness.
At that moment.
His composure shattered.
He plunged completely into a berserk frenzy.
What had happened today.
Was downright bizarre.
He could hardly accept it.
He had ruled Orange Fire Mountain for so many years.
He had always swept all before him.
No one dared provoke him.
Never mind the ten thousand demons of Orange Fire Mountain.
Even the Demon Lords of the other nearby Demon Mountains.
Mostly treated him with the utmost courtesy.
Within a hundred li.
He was the heavens.
Who could have expected it?
Today, a youngster had climbed his mountain.
First, he had killed a Demon King of his Demon Hound Grotto.
Then, he had slaughtered everyone else in his Demon Hound Grotto.
Now.
He had even shattered his Myriad Hound Legion.
And raised his sword to kill him.
Before his very eyes, in a single night.
He was about to fall from a lofty lord of demons.
To a homeless hound.
Even though he was ancient.
And had weathered the vicissitudes of the years.
He could hardly accept it all at once.
His mind fell apart.
Countless years ago.
He had been a hunting hound kept by a farming family in Lijia