A Meeting Gift

Wang Daoyuan did not want to let the tiger return to the mountain either, but once they entered the water, the flood dragon's combat strength was simply too great.

Even one-on-one, he was no match for the Jade Scale Flood Dragon.

If he were attacked by other Demon Beasts as well, his life would be hard to preserve.

He could only let out a long sigh and give up the pursuit.

After entering the water, the Jade Scale Flood Dragon no longer continued fighting over the fifth-order spiritual energy.

After all, its kidneys had suffered severe damage. If it hurried to find somewhere to heal now, it might still recover.

If it delayed any longer, it might completely lose its ability to spread its affections far and wide.

Demigod Beasts were much smarter than ordinary Demon Beasts. That Deep Sea Ink Dragon had not slipped away along the Wan Chuan River either, since the fifth-order spiritual energy would not last much longer anyway.

There was little benefit in staying any longer.

If some low-intelligence member of the Demon Race decided to court death and provoked a Nascent Soul Cultivator into acting—

A fourth-order high-grade flood dragon was extremely valuable. A Nascent Soul Cultivator would be more than happy to accidentally injure it.

At this point, only a small area less than ten li in radius still contained fifth-order spiritual energy.

The struggle at the river mouth grew even more intense.

Although fourth-order Demon Beasts were no less intelligent than most humans, whether one was clever or foolish was not determined solely by intelligence.

Intelligence was merely a basic condition. Whether one could make good use of that condition depended on one's personality and habits of thought.

Most Demon Beasts were violent by nature, disliked using their brains, and lacked both