The Redhorn Dragon Crocodile had only moved here from another savage marsh a year ago, so many demons knew nothing of its presence.
Over the past year, exceptionally powerful demons had often strayed into its territory.
Intimidated by the Redhorn Dragon Crocodile's might, most demons chose to apologize and withdraw of their own accord, just as Lao Six had done. Only a few stubborn Demon Lords with truly formidable strength refused.
Yet eight or nine out of every ten of those demons had ended up in the Redhorn Dragon Crocodile's stomach.
Judging by their auras, the three humans and one demon before it had low cultivation levels. Their strength was nowhere near that of the terrifying Demon Lords it had devoured before. It could toy with them however it pleased!
But just as the Redhorn Dragon Crocodile prepared to unleash a massacre and swallow Xiao Chen and his companions alive, the dark green ancient beast rune on Xiao Chen's chest, ordinarily all but invisible, silently lit up and vanished in a flash!
"This is..."
The scarlet pupils of the colossal Redhorn Dragon Crocodile, which towered as high as a palace, abruptly contracted. An icy chill swept through its body and down its spine. Without a word, it swiftly submerged into the marsh and fell utterly silent.
The group of four was dumbfounded. It had fled?
The Redhorn Dragon Crocodile had been so savage and tyrannical just a moment ago, yet it had simply slipped away in the blink of an eye?
"Master, did you unleash some peerless technique?" Lao Six asked.
Xiao Chen shook his head. He had indeed been about to condense the Yin Spirit Scythe and fight the Redhorn Dragon Crocodile head-on, to see whether he could slay it at some cost.
However, his Yin-Yang Force was still