A thief can steal for a thousand days, but no one can guard against one for a thousand days (6K)

"As a soul beast, you aided a tyrant in his atrocities and plotted against the Emperor Auspicious Beast. You deserve to die."

A deep voice rang out, and an intensely concentrated aura of darkness slowly emerged. It drifted into the sky, vaguely taking the shape of a dragon.

Within the area shrouded by that dark aura, a five-meter-tall man in black robes hovered silently above the very heart of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

The black-robed man had stern, resolute features, and his long black hair fell behind him all the way to his heels. Not an inch more, not an inch less.

Amid that full head of black hair, two golden locks were particularly striking, hanging quietly down his front.

Just now, he had stared unblinkingly at the Gate of the Undead. The instant the Aromatic Silk Beauty appeared, he had suddenly raised his right hand and made a grasping motion in the air.

An utterly terrifying aura had erupted from him. That single grasp seemed capable of tearing open the sky. The entire Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well trembled slightly, while the sky itself twisted violently.

Once that grasp ended, the Aromatic Silk Beauty had vanished completely, leaving behind only a blood-red soul ring and a hundred-thousand-year Left Leg Bone.

"Tsk, who would've thought Di Tian, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King at the top of the Ferocious Beast Ranking, would have such rotten luck? You killed a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and never mind not getting a torso bone or skull bone-even the leg bone you got was the worst kind, a Left Leg Bone."

"But that's fine. As long as Your Majesty the Beast God doesn't hold it against this junior and agrees to give me this thing along with that soul ring, I certainly