Tearing a Great River Apart Barehanded

White Egret River.

The river surged on.

Yet dozens of yards beneath the surface, all was dark.

A giant salamander, snow-white from head to tail, with four legs and a body several yards long, sprawled over a battered black corpse and feasted.

"Nom, nom~"

The White Salamander raised its head and swallowed a chunk of black flesh whole, a look of almost human contentment crossing its face.

Black Lord had grown up alongside it, after all.

His meat had a satisfying chew.

Danyang's general had indeed been a tough old bastard. At the cost of his own life, he had managed to cut off Black Lord's head.

But so what?

The old fool was poisoned now, his flesh and blood rotting away. He was probably hiding in the city, clinging to his last breath, and might not even keep his skin intact.

As for Black Lord...

The White Salamander glanced at the ruined corpse beneath it, mockery flickering in its eyes.

They called each other brothers on ordinary days, but when it mattered, wasn't a brother there to take the blade for you?

Good thing he was dead.

If he hadn't died, how else would it have enjoyed such a feast?

"Burp—"

It belched, sending a wisp of pure demonic energy from its nostrils and churning the surrounding river water.

Feeling its demonic power steadily rise, the green gleam in the White Salamander's eyes intensified.

Besides Black Lord's corpse, it had the food stores of Danyang, a vast commandery.

Six counties lay under Danyang's rule, with millions of tender-skinned two-legged sheep. Enough for it to gorge itself for a whole year!

And if luck favored it...

Perhaps that heaven-sent feast of flesh and blood would let it break through its shackles in one stroke.

The Lotus-Seeding Realm...

What boundless freedom