Meng Chuan wielded the demon-subduing spear with both arms, twisting its shaft as the frosty crescent moon split open Bo Gang's abdomen.
Countless bolts of thunder burst forth, scattering wildly from the wound, causing Bo Gang's limbs to shrivel and crack.
The crocodile teeth in his mouth loosened and sank into the water, and from his toothless maw erupted a massive and peculiar wail:
"Ah, ah, ah!"
Bo Gang's shrill scream echoed for miles, lingering in the air.
Listeners lamented, those who heard felt sorrow, making it hard not to shed a few crocodile tears.
Swish—
A terrifying giant hand grabbed Bo Gang's corpse and dragged it swiftly to the bottom.
A shadow revealed a grin, amidst the dispersing blood and stifling atmosphere, appearing rather fierce and intense.
Its figure compressed slightly, as a large dragon head appeared on its shoulder.
Meng Chuan dragged Bo Gang over to the dragon demon's mouth:
"Can you eat this? It seems to also count as... a dragon?"
