Master of Strange Dao

Under the gaze of the giant, the Great Devil was continuously dismembered, methodically turned into materials and piled together.

A Jade Scroll contacting Yu Ziqing shattered, Divine Light rolled, and the corpse of the Great Devil disappeared without a trace.

"That little fellow has sent me so much food and drink. I heard from the Jade Tablet that people from Jinlan Mountain love eating beef. Finally seeing a cow, I'll send him some to taste."

The Evil Lord floated there, not daring to say anything.

Indeed, it wasn't easy. That Ox Devil seemed to have already reached the Tenth Tier, probably the last one in the world.

The people of Jinlan Mountain, their tastes are truly discerning.

Elsewhere, Yu Ziqing and the Dragon Tiger Daoist seemed to become much closer due to calling out the Mountain Lord.

Yu Ziqing told him some tales of the great figures who once ventured to the Void, especially those from Langya Institute.

The pits they buried with their lives, what were they really? No one knew, and Yu Ziqing couldn't guess.

Because before they appeared at the Void Cliff, they wouldn't even remember themselves.

Unless they, like Daoist Qingfeng, left information in the Void for potent juniors of their lineage.

Otherwise, no one knew what they did.

Telling the Dragon Tiger Daoist was partly out of respect, and partly to give Langya Institute something to do.

If those seniors knew in the afterlife, they might personally drown some people from Langya Institute in the filth bucket.

The Dragon Tiger Daoist left full of killing intent, and as for what he would do, Yu Ziqing didn't know for the moment. Anyway, someone was bound to have a rough time.

Coupled with Langya Institute's Cheng Jing, who was inherently murderous, surely someone would die horribly later.

Yu Ziqing, chuckling, walked back, and when reaching the outskirts of Jinlan Mountain, he suddenly heard the giant's voice in his mind.

"I heard you like eating beef. I finally found one and sent it for you to taste."

As these words fell, Yu Ziqing sensed something, as if something had locked onto his location.

In the next instant, he saw the sky like torn cloth, ripped open with a massive gash.

A massive bull's head, as large as a mountain peak, with lifeless jet-black eyes, protruded from the rift.

That terrifying aura, far exceeding Ninth Tier, spread outward. Demonic Qi surged, instantly causing turbulent black clouds and thunder within thousands of miles.

South of Jinlan Mountain, Han Dong reached out to the Void and grabbed the hilt of the Black Sword.

North of Jinlan Mountain, You Zhen slowly stood up, pressure manifested, forcibly suppressing the surrounding air so it couldn't flow.

However, in the next moment, the massive bull's head protruding from the rift was just a bull's head.

It fell towards Yu Ziqing like a Meteor.

Following closely were shattered bones, large chunks seemingly already divided, massive as mountains, of beef.

Yu Ziqing stared dumbfounded at the beef falling from the sky.

By now, he realized, the aura far exceeding Ninth Tier of the Great Devil seemingly meant it was dead?

And very thoroughly dead.

Moreover, it seemed freshly dead, with still warm blood...

Is this what they call a taste?

Yu Ziqing looked at the mountain-like chunks falling, suddenly understood.

The giant seemed to particularly favor large things.

Big is good.

Yu Ziqing looked at the falling bull's head, feeling a bit numb, wondering how he should catch it?

This damned thing truly resembled a Meteor.

The impact upon landing wouldn't likely diminish much.

At this moment, a figure shot up from Jinlan Mountain, punching out, stabilizing relative to the bull's head with each step, gradually dissipating its descent speed.

At last, with a thunderous crash, the bull's head landed, making the earth tremble.

Yu Ziqing silently flew into the sky, picking up smaller objects bit by bit, slowing them down to then collect them.

You Zhen also had to take action, catching the largest piece of skeleton.

South of the locust forest, Han Dong dropped the Black Sword, eyes still filled with shock.

"A Tenth Tier Ox Devil died before even entering? What's going on?"

With the crisis averted, Han Dong couldn't help but be curious about what happened.

Elsewhere, Yu Ziqing was busy handling the enormous, though segmented, Ox Devil.

The giant's name was sung, seemingly lifting some restrictions, making him even more frenzied.

Previously the giant couldn't have done such a thing.

He would surely worry that the Great Devil he killed wasn't completely dead, and what if there were issues when it was actively thrown over.

Now, he didn't seem to worry about such things.

This change was too obvious.

It's more like the giant was showing off to certain people.

All this doesn't matter for now.

A possibly Tenth Tier Ox Devil tearing through space, that aura would instantly draw the attention of many.

By now, the top experts within the Three Divine Dynasties probably knew about this.

The most proximal, Emperor Li, likely already grasped the Jade Seal, ready to act.

If things went awry, they might assume this Ox Devil was dismembered the moment it tore through space, dying a miserable death.

Next, someone will surely come to inquire about what happened.

Yu Ziqing didn't know how to reply.

How could he explain, saying his big brother heard he loved beef, casually slaughtered an Ox Devil, locked onto his position, ripped open space to throw it over, for him to taste it?

Like hell anyone would believe that.