The Black Abyss Flood Dragon Emperor curled into a ball. Not a single scale on his body remained intact; blood streamed everywhere, and he looked utterly miserable.
Those crimson vertical pupils of his were filled with panic and grievance. Where was even a trace of the bearing of a ferocious beast overlord?
At this moment, his heart held nothing but endless humiliation and bitterness.
The dignified Black Abyss Flood Dragon Emperor, one of the four great overlords of the Black Lotus Secret Realm who had ruled Cold River Pool for hundreds of thousands of years, had actually been used as a punching bag by a human cultivator for over a hundred blows!
Every punch carried the incomparably terrifying power of a Six-Star God-Devil, smashing his scales apart, tearing his flesh open, and making his internal organs tremble.
He had no doubt that if he kept being stubborn, this dark-golden man would truly beat him to death alive.
"Yielding and stretching... isn't shameful... isn't shameful..."
The Black Abyss Flood Dragon Emperor desperately consoled himself inwardly. Tears glimmered in those crimson vertical pupils. It's better than losing my life... As long as I live, there's hope for revenge. Damned human, once I find Boss, I'll make Boss kill you...
He secretly hardened his resolve.
Gods and Devils Li Qingshan withdrew his fist and stood there, his aura steady and his expression unchanged as he looked down at the ten-thousand-foot flood dragon curled into a ball.
His tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable pressure. "If you want to live, it's simple. Offer up your True-Natal Grand Dao Soulblood and acknowledge me as your master. Otherwise—"
"Die!"
His voice was icy and indifferent, yet contained an indescribable dominance.
Upon hearing this, the Black Abyss Flood Dragon Emperor's crimson vertical pupils widened abruptly, filled