"I've long heard you can turn into a dragon, Ninth Master. Heh heh, that body of yours must be as tough as someone at Eight Awakenings by now, right?"
Steven watched Old Ninth bleeding profusely from a distance, his expression thick with mockery.
Beside him, Yu Leer had already cried herself into a mess.
She had never imagined Old Ninth would go this far for her.
"Fuck, haven't you eaten? Put some muscle into it." Two wisps of black smoke slowly rose from his eye sockets.
Then black energy began eating away at his face.
Black Old Ninth was about to stir up trouble again.
Ever since Old Ninth had transformed into a dragon, his attempts had grown increasingly frequent.
He never passed up any opportunity to seize Old Ninth's body.
"Old Ninth, fight back! I don't want you to save me anymore!"
Yu Leer sobbed helplessly.
Despair slowly swallowed her heart like an abyss.
No one noticed the golden light flickering in her eyes.
"Whew."
Old Ninth glanced at his watch. There were still five minutes left until the half hour Mr. Li had specified.
"Heh, looks like he really cares about you. Then let's play a game." Steven stroked the Saint Corpse Insect Ring in his hand and gave a wicked, malicious grin. "You're a Demon Dragon, so I'll be that legendary god who wreaked havoc in the sea."
"Today, I'll rip out your dragon tendons, break your dragon bones, and seize your dragon soul."
His expression grew increasingly twisted, as though Old Ninth were already a plaything in his hands.
"Ninth Master, as long as you can survive these three trials, I'll release her immediately. How about it?"
"Fuck, if I dared to come, I'm not afraid of whatever shit you pull. Just you wait. You're definitely