As he spoke, Xiao Xian kept observing Xu Yi. To his surprise, the man was only at the Second Realm Human Immortal level, the same realm as himself. How could he wield such tremendous power? Could he have spent a hundred years painstakingly cultivating a Demigod Physique, or mastered some divine art that tempered the body with heavenly demons?
Otherwise, how could he explain the fact that this Black Flood Dragon, just one step away from becoming a Human Immortal, had been utterly powerless before the man? Even its terrifying strength, something no ordinary Human Immortal could withstand, had been no match for him.
"This crawling beast cultivated to break through to the Human Immortal realm by roaming rivers and seas in its true form and absorbing Water Yuan Essence. You turned a blind eye and let it do as it pleased; that alone would not have been wrong. But the beast was insatiably greedy. For a hundred years, it devoured boys and girls. Surely it has wreaked havoc not only on the cities around the Sishui River, but on those surrounding other waterways as well. You are the Yin Gods of this region, yet you stood by and did nothing. Only after I finished the job did you come rushing out. So, have you invited me to your residence for a chat, or are you here to plead for this wicked beast?"
Xu Yi spoke in a frigid voice.
All things considered, he disliked Xiao Xian and his lot far more than he did the Black Flood Dragon.
The Black Flood Dragon certainly deserved a thousand deaths, but without Xiao Xian and the others indulging it, things would never have grown this disastrous.
Before Xiao Xian and the others arrived, he had assumed that the Xianmo Pavilion was weak,