Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon That Held a Grudge

If he had the chance, he naturally hoped to join forces with Zen Master Shanfa and thoroughly slay this Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon.

But under the current circumstances, that was clearly no longer possible.

Even with one snake head missing, the enraged Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon was still far stronger than him.

The puppet body had suffered enormous depletion and could not fight again anytime soon. Even if he had another Wood Element Puppet, against a powerful demonic beast like this Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon, the effect it could achieve... would be equally limited.

Most crucially, once the Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon was destroyed, he would still have to guard against Zen Master Shanfa continuing to target him. Beyond that, there were unknown dangers that could appear at any moment.

Unless driven into a corner, Su Shi'er would never easily reveal all his trump cards.

At this moment, apart from running, there was no better option.

As for whether Zen Master Shanfa lived or died, even if he was injured, a powerhouse like him certainly had means to preserve his own life.

Besides, Su Shi'er had never had the slightest friendship with Zen Master Shanfa. At a life-or-death juncture, it was only natural to let a fellow Daoist die rather than oneself.

He had no mind to concern himself with the other man's life or death.

He even hoped that the Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon would set its sights on Zen Master Shanfa, buying him more time through the latter's hands.

The instant Su Shi'er moved, the Buddhist aura within the Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon burst free from its body.

In the blink of an eye, the Three-Headed Black Demonic Flood Dragon regained its ability to move before him.

Its hundred-zhang body twisted. The