"Get over here!"
At that very moment, Kunpeng King's desiccated corpse suddenly struck. His great hand swirled with gold-and-black yin-yang power, its back seemingly cast from gold and its palm black as ink. He seized the outstretched hand and gave it a powerful yank.
As he did so, Kunpeng's devouring power surged like a boundless ocean, rapidly draining the Immortal's vital essence. Kunpeng King was far too weak now; he truly needed to eat a few hundred Immortals to replenish himself.
He had initially worried about the Power of Darkness within the Immortal, but he discovered that the Three Lights Divine Water could not only heal injuries but also cleanse evil and corruption. That put his mind at ease. Eating this Immortal probably would not cause any trouble.
He was too weak now, possessing at most the strength of a Quasi-Immortal King, and he could not sustain it for long. Still, dealing with a single Immortal from the Foreign Realm was hardly difficult.
"A little lackey like you dares act so brazenly before this king?"
The next instant, Kunpeng King dragged over a humanoid creature whose vital areas were covered in black scales. This was a genuine Immortal, yet Kunpeng King hauled him straight over. It happened so suddenly that he did not even have time to sever his arm to save his life.
"Aah!"
The Immortal's face twisted beyond recognition with terror as he screamed in pain. The Great Dao was rejecting him, and his anguished screams stood in stark contrast to his earlier lofty bluster.
The Foreign Realm Devilspawn could feel fear too. Before death, how was his panic-stricken appearance any different from that of the ants he looked down upon?
Once he entered the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Kunpeng King barely needed to exert himself. The