195: The dragon must seize the future!

A low whimper squeezed out of the Six-Armed Demon Dragon's throat.

In that sound, there was humiliation and unwillingness, but more than that, there was a kind of fear originating from the deepest part of its Soul that it could not even understand itself.

Resist? It wanted to resist.

As an Ancient Vicious Beast, it had its pride. It wasn't afraid of death; it had spent its whole life crawling out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

But... when it raised its massive head and saw that man again, seeing that black banner floating quietly in his hand... that pitiful bit of pride meant nothing! It shattered into dust in an instant.

That wasn't death, but something ten thousand times more terrifying than death—it was erasure, annihilation, the complete wiping away of every trace of its existence from this world and the river of time!

It had no doubt that with just a single thought from that man, not even a speck of ash would remain of it.

A bad life is better than a good death. The survival Law of Vicious Beasts was far purer and more direct than that of humans.

Furthermore, surrendering to such an unimaginably powerful and terrifying existence didn't seem... shameful for a Dragon. Perhaps, this was the greatest Opportunity of its life!

Having thought this through, the Six-Armed Demon Dragon's head, which was filled with tyranny, slowly lowered. Then, under the incredulous gazes of Zhao Muxue, Lin Yao, and Ye Nianxin, its ugly head, which was larger than a house, gave a slight nod toward Qin Feng.

The movement carried a hint of clumsiness, a hint of fawning, and a kind of determination to bow down to fate.

The Dragon must seize the future!

“Very good.” Qin Feng smiled, quite satisfied with this big fellow who knew how to adapt to the circumstances. It wasn't for nothing that he had spent so much effort specifically beating it half to death. This big fellow was actually quite sharp.

With a thought, he withdrew the “human emperor banner.” As that terrifying pressure that suppressed everything vanished, the Six-Armed Demon Dragon's Divine Soul finally regained its freedom.

It shakily climbed out of the massive crater. When its lantern-like blood-colored vertical pupils looked at Qin Feng again, there wasn't a hint of tyranny left, only full reverence and cautious fawning.

It lowered its once-proud head, walked with heavy steps to Qin Feng, and, amidst the increasingly stunned gazes of The Three Women, used its massive head covered in bone spikes to gently rub against Qin Feng's feet.

“Senior Brother, it... it seems to really like you.” Lin Yao looked at this Six-Armed Demon Dragon whose style had suddenly changed and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

“Of course.” Qin Feng had a look of complete naturalness as he reached out and patted that ugly yet somewhat “honest-looking” massive dragon head. “After all, who wouldn't like a man as handsome as me?”

The Three Women all rolled their charming eyes at him. This Bad Husband's skin was really getting thicker and thicker.

However, a huge sense of pride surged in their hearts. Yes, this man, the man who could make even an Ancient Vicious Beast at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage bow down and submit, was theirs. This realization made them feel incredibly at ease.

Right then, Wang Ba, who had been hiding in the corner not daring to breathe and was already scared to the point of his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, finally saw a final glimmer of hope for survival!

Thump! Without even thinking, he knelt straight on the ground! He didn't even dare to approach, keeping a distance of dozens of yards as he kowtowed frantically toward Qin Feng!

Bang! Bang! Bang! The hard stone ground was marked with blood from his kowtowing!

“Senior, spare my life! Senior, spare my life! I had eyes but couldn't see Mount Tai! I was blinded by greed! I shouldn't have had ill intentions toward the three Fairy Madams! I beg Senior to spare this dog's life for the sake of my difficult cultivation! I am willing to be your slave or servant! I am willing to offer all the treasures of the Black Wind Fortress! I only beg Senior to spare my life!”

His voice was filled with desperate pleading, tears and snot flowing, humbled to the very dust.

Qin Feng, however, didn't even bother to look at him.

Wang Ba didn't dare to stop. His forehead was already a bloody mess, yet he continued to kowtow again and again with all his strength. He was afraid, truly afraid. He had no doubt that with just one thought from the man before him, he and the so-called “Black Wind Fortress” would be completely wiped from this world!

Therefore, he had to beg for mercy! He had to use the most humble posture to pray for that slim chance of pity!

However, Qin Feng just looked at him quietly. Those deep eyes held no anger, no killing intent, not even a ripple of emotion, as if he were looking at a dying ant struggling at his feet.

After a long time, Qin Feng finally spoke lazily. His voice was very flat, yet it was like a cold wind from the Nine Netherworlds, instantly freezing the last flicker of hope in Wang Ba's heart.

“A slave or servant? You, are you worthy?”

Those simple words were like three of the sharpest swords, stabbing ruthlessly into Wang Ba's heart!

His frantic kowtowing suddenly froze. He raised his face, covered in blood and despair, and stared blankly at Qin Feng.

Worthy... am I worthy? Yes, was he worthy? A mere Loose Cultivator at the Soul Transformation Stage, what right did he have to be a servant to such a supreme existence? He wasn't even close to that “giant lizard” guarding the door!

A despair colder than death instantly submerged Wang Ba completely. He understood that from the very beginning, there was no way out for him. In this master's eyes, he and those lackeys who were crushed at will were no different. They were all eyesore flies.

Now, the play was over. As the “actors,” it was time for them to exit... “Alright, Wives.” Qin Feng paid no more attention to the completely despondent Wang Ba. He turned around and once again pulled his three precious Wives, each beautiful in her own way, into his embrace.

The cold indifference on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a doting smile as warm as a spring breeze. “The play is over. It's time for us to head back.”

As he spoke, he prepared to lead The Three Women away from this place filled with the scent of blood and death.

“Sen... Senior!” Just then, Wang Ba's roar, filled with despair and unwillingness, rang out from behind! “Even if I am to die! Please let this Junior die knowing the truth! This Junior only wants to know exactly what kind of existence I have offended!”

He used all his strength to ask the greatest question in his heart.

Qin Feng's footsteps paused slightly. He didn't look back, only leaving behind a flat yet infinitely domineering sentence.

“Me? I'm just a handsome guy passing through.”

As the words fell, he didn't stay for another second. Embracing his three Wives, he turned into a streak of light and soared into the sky.

Leaving behind only a kneeling Wang Ba, his face written with bewilderment and absurdity. A... a handsome guy passing through? He... he actually defined himself that way?

Wang Ba's mind went blank. He felt that the worldview he had built over several hundred years was completely crushed at this moment.

And just as he was lost and questioning his life, that voice that had already disappeared into the horizon rang coldly in his ear once more.

“Oh, right. I forgot to tell you. What I hate most is when others look at my women with that kind of greedy gaze. So... you can go on your way in peace.”

“Banner, come!”

With the fall of that last word, an ancient black banner appeared above Wang Ba's head without any warning!

Wang Ba snapped his head up! His pupils constricted suddenly! He only saw a flash of light on that deep black banner! A terrifying suction force that he could neither understand nor resist exploded forth!

“No—!” He only had time to let out a desperate roar filled with fear and unwillingness!

In the next second, his body, his Divine Soul, and every trace of his existence were forcibly dragged into that eerie black banner under that domineering and peerless suction force!

There was no scream, no struggle, not even a trace of blood left behind. The Great Chief of the Black Wind Fortress, the Soul Transformation Middle Stage expert Wang Ba, vanished from this world just like that, silently and without a trace.

As if he had never existed.

The “human emperor banner,” having swallowed a Soul Transformation Middle Stage expert, let out an extremely human-like hum of satisfaction. The golden threads on the banner's surface, embroidered with sun, moon, mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, and insects, seemed to become a fraction brighter.

Then, it turned into a streak of light and returned to Qin Feng's hand.

And in the distant sky, the three peerless Wives who had just witnessed this terrifying scene, enough to make any Cultivator's Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, all turned pale!

They stared blankly at the black banner in Qin Feng's hand, which emitted an ominous aura that made even their Souls tremble, their minds completely blank...