A shadow emerged, and the aura it gave off made the little ape tremble from the depths of his soul. It was like an ant facing a lofty dragon—as though a single breath from the other party could tear him to pieces.
His legs shook as he dropped to his knees uncontrollably. Even the clan elders he had seen back in his tribe had never possessed such overwhelming might.
Black Jade Qilin stared at the young ape for a moment, then turned and walked away.
The little ape froze, then forced down his unease and fear before timidly speaking. "You killed them. That makes you the savior of Yuan Ting."
"Yuan Ting is willing to serve you like an ox or horse in his next life to repay your kindness. I only hope that you can help me once more and kill the young master of the Eight-Armed Demonic Ape."
"He is the greatest enemy who slaughtered my entire family."
As he spoke, the little ape slammed his head heavily against the ground, his forehead soon running with blood.
Black Jade Qilin halted. With his back to the little ape, he remained silent for a long while before saying, "Revenge demands a price, and that price may include your life. Do you still want revenge?"
"I do!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the little ape nodded forcefully.
The next moment, a phantom appeared before the little ape. Before he could react, it drilled into his body.
Pain filled the little ape's face. He only felt as though his entire body were about to be burst apart by a terrifying force!
His originally small body began to swell layer by layer at a visible rate under the infusion of that power.
A trace of ancestral power within him was stirred as well,