"Get lost!"
Remembering what the Calamity Raven had said earlier, the Nether Dragon Ancestor's expression turned savagely vicious. It swung its claws at Xiao Jinghong's head.
"Oh, you're getting impatient, old worm. We've been fighting for ages. Why are you in such a hurry now?"
Xiao Jinghong dodged the attack, then teased with a grin, "If that kid could leave the Ten Thousand Demon Lair with your Great Halberd, he'd have been gone already. Getting anxious now won't do you any good."
"Besides, the more anxious you get, the more excited I get. And the more excited I get, the harder it'll be for you to leave. We might as well sit down and talk things over calmly."
"Talk my ass! It's not your life-bound divine weapon that was stolen, so of course you don't care!"
Glaring at the youth deliberately trying to get under its skin, the Nether Dragon Ancestor pointed at Xiao Jinghong's nose and cursed him out. Then it turned around, intending to go around him and leave, only to find a stone wall built of massive boulders blocking its way.
"Hey, I told you not to rush. And now look at you—you're getting impatient again!"
After being beaten down by the other party for so long, seeing the Nether Dragon Ancestor thwarted left Xiao Jinghong feeling utterly delighted.
"You're asking for death!"
The Nether Dragon Ancestor glared at him furiously. It knew that unless it beat this infuriating, troublemaking ox-nosed priest into submission, it would have no chance to look for its life-bound divine weapon.
It casually tossed the Calamity Raven onto an empty patch of ground, then said with a grave expression, "My life-bound divine weapon was formed from my reverse scale. Before I pass away, even if your Human Race's weapon-forging skills are extraordinary,