"If I became your disciple and spent time with you, it would affect your Dao Heart..."
Little Four grinned, flashing a mouthful of white teeth as though he were talking about something utterly trivial.
Affect his Dao Heart?
The Giant Spirit King was even more puzzled.
He had lived for over ten thousand years, his will as steadfast as iron. How could a mere Beast at the Void Refinement Realm possibly affect his Dao Heart?
Those words were simply absurd.
"Senior, you'll know once I come closer..." Little Four smiled and launched himself toward the Giant Spirit King.
He was neither fast nor slow, moving with unhurried ease, as though he were not flying toward a high-stage Fusion Realm Demon King, but taking a stroll through his own backyard.
His fiery-red fur drifted gently in the wind like a burning banner.
One thousand zhang.
As the distance closed, the terror in the Giant Spirit King's heart grew ever stronger.
The trembling from the depths of his soul surged over him wave after wave like a rising tide, making every hair on his body stand on end.
Three hundred zhang.
The Giant Spirit King's hand began to tremble faintly. He tried to suppress the fear, only to discover that he could not do so at all.
That fear did not stem from reason. It came from deep within his bloodline, from the depths of his soul—the instinctive submission of the weak before the strong.
One hundred zhang.
Cold sweat had already soaked through the Giant Spirit King's back.
When Little Four came within twenty zhang, the Giant Spirit King's heart began pounding like a war drum, nearly leaping out of his chest.
A great terror surged from the bottom of his heart and swept through his entire body, making even the