"Some would rather die than submit. They let me devour them, acting tough on the surface, but their hearts were filled with fear."
"Those are the hardest to eat. That fear seeped into their flesh, just like that Flood Dragon just now—utterly disgusting."
"But you two have actually managed to hold on."
Jiang Shu's expression did not change as he looked at the teasing gaze of the Ba Snake Demon Lord's phantom. Naturally, he would not reveal that his greatest reliance was Two Worlds Travel. "Didn't you say that as long as we inherited the True Transmission, we could recover in an instant? What was there to fear?"
"That is true. But being able to endure it is not something you can accomplish merely by gritting your teeth and forcing yourself through it. If you cannot withstand your injuries and die, then death is still death."
The Ba Snake Demon Lord's phantom chuckled softly, looking at the man and dragon as though they were peerless delicacies.
"Ah, if only I had encountered the two of you before I died. Then I truly could have eaten you."
"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up."
The Ancestor Dragon Bloodline within Gold Horn boiled, but his voice remained icy cold.
Just as Ba Snake was preparing to continue devouring Gold Horn's Ancestor Dragon Bloodline, he suddenly froze and turned to look at Jiang Shu.
Damn it, could he have seen through something...?
Jiang Shu's heart lurched.
What he feared most was this Ba Snake seeing through Gold Horn's true identity.
If it did, then given the mercurial temperament of this Ba Snake Demon Lord phantom, it might even attack directly.
More importantly, once Gold Horn's identity was exposed, all his future schemes would fail.
The Demon Race would never invest resources into this external incarnation