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The Taotie roared, its voice trembling slightly.

"No...impossible!"

It finally got scared.

The ant before it, seemingly insignificant, was not the weakling it had imagined.

Its physical strength, its domineering power, and its unwavering will are far beyond what even a ferocious beast of the fourth heaven can match!

Is this the law of martial arts?

Is this the true strength of the deputy leader of the Jie Sect?

The Taotie wanted to escape.

But Xuan didn't give it a chance.

Another punch was thrown!

This punch landed squarely on the Taotie's head!

"Snap!"

Skull fractured!

The Taotie's enormous body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the chaotic energy tens of thousands of miles away!

It struggled to stand up, but the shattered skull, the broken scales, and the broken claws made even moving difficult.

Xuan Du stood with his hands behind his back, his blue robe fluttering slightly, and his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

He gazed at the Taotie, which lay paralyzed in chaos, his eyes calm as still water.

Chaotic light condensed once more in his palm.

This time, it's not about hurting it.

Rather, it was to collect it.

"Taowu".

Xuan Du spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet clearly reaching Taotie's ears:

"You were born in chaos, grew up in chaos, wreaked havoc on the primordial world for billions of years, and then fled into chaos to survive until now."

"Now, I'm giving you two choices."

"First, you must become my disciple and follow in my footsteps."

"second……"

He paused, and the chaotic light in his palm suddenly intensified:

"Both body and spirit perished."

Taotie's pupils suddenly contracted!

It stared intently at Xuan Du, at those eyes as calm as an ancient well, at that young face that exuded endless composure.

An indescribable emotion surged within me.

anger.

humiliation.

unwilling.

But more than anything, there was fear.

It knew that the young man in blue robes before it was not boasting.

That chaotic light could injure it, it could kill it.

That fist, imbued with the laws of martial arts, can shatter its bones and shatter its soul.

If it doesn't surrender, today will be its death day.

Can it be reduced?

It is a ferocious beast.

It is one of the four ferocious beasts.

They are the four great generals under the throne of the ferocious beast king, Shen Ni.

If it surrenders, will the gods let it go?

will not.

It knows the methods of the gods better than anyone else.

That is true annihilation of both body and soul.

Taotie struggled to get up, its blood-red eyes filled with resentment and struggle.

"I...I can't surrender."

It opened its mouth, its voice hoarse:

"My Emperor will not let me go."

"Even if I surrender to you, you will still face certain death."

Xuan Du gazed at it, his eyes flickering slightly.

He naturally knew what Taotie was afraid of.

Divine rebellion.

The King of Ferocious Beasts, a being of the Ninth Heaven of the Primordial Great Luo Realm.

Those kinds of people are indeed not people that Taotie would dare to betray.

But so what?

He would take on a few disciples and then return to the primordial world.

If Shenni were to seek revenge, the first hurdle he would face would be the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

That gray figure sits in Zixiao Palace, in charge of the Heavenly Dao. How could he allow the King of Ferocious Beasts to step into the Primordial World?

Moreover, Hongjun and Yangmei had just clashed, which was the most critical moment for them.

If Shenni dares to show himself, he will be walking into a trap.

Xuan Du's lips curled into a smile, his eyes deepening slightly.

"Taowu".

He spoke, his voice calm, yet carrying an undeniable certainty:

"Are you afraid of divine rebellion?"

Taotie didn't speak, but the fear in its bloodshot eyes said it all.

Xuan Du gently shook his head:

"Do you think that if you don't surrender to me, Shenni will let you go?"

Taotie shuddered.

Xuandu continued:

"The whale fall is lost. How are you going to explain this when you get back?"

"Shenyi has nurtured it for billions of yuan, just waiting for that trace of ancient bloodline to mature."

"Now that you're gone, do you think Shenni will let you off easily?"

Taotie's pupils contracted slightly, and its already pale face turned completely ashen.

Yes.

The whale fall is gone.

Going back would only mean certain death for him.

He knew Shen Ni's methods better than anyone else.

That ferocious beast king never shows mercy.

Having lost such a vital food source, even Taotie, one of the four ferocious beasts, could not escape death.

Xuan Du looked at it and saw its expression change, knowing that the time was right.

His gaze sharpened, and his voice suddenly turned cold:

"If you don't become my disciple, you'll die right now!"

The eight characters fell like ancient ice, piercing straight into the depths of Taotie's soul.

The Taotie trembled violently!

It stared intently at Xuan Du, at those calm yet murderous eyes, and at the blazing chaotic light in his palm.

It knows.

This figure in blue was not joking.

To not surrender is to die.

If we surrender, the gods will come seeking revenge, but that's a matter for later.

It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

Every extra moment you live brings an extra moment of uncertainty.

Taotie slowly closed its eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the depths of those blood-red eyes were now a bottomless gray.

"I surrender."

The two words fell like muffled thunder.

Its massive body slowly lowered, its head bowed, and it prostrated itself before Xuandu:

"Disciple Taotie greets Master."

Xuandu looked at it and nodded slightly.

The chaotic light in his palm slowly faded away.

He didn't say much, but simply raised his hand, and a chaotic light surged from his palm and entered Taotie's brow.

Within that light were the rules of the Jie Sect, cultivation methods, and the Primordial Chaos Dao.

Taotie closed its eyes to sense, and after a moment opened them, its blood-red eyes filled with complex and indescribable emotions.

Xuan didn't look at it again.

He turned and looked at the silver-white figure slumped in the chaos.

Chaotic Silver Python.

The fifth level of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

Although severely injured and its origins unstable, its foundation remains and its potential is limitless.

If he were taken as a disciple, the feedback would be enough to help him take another step forward.

Xuan Du took a step forward and landed in front of the silver python.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his blue robe slightly fluttering, his gaze lowered.

The silver python's golden vertical pupils were staring intently at him, its gaze filled with fear, wariness, and an indescribable sense of bewilderment.

It saw the battle just now very clearly.

This junior in green robes, at the third level of cultivation, forcefully defeated the fourth-level Taotie.

The domineering nature of the martial arts laws, the eeriness of the chaotic light, and the formidable strength of the physical body all terrified it.

At this moment, the figure landed in front of it. What was it going to do?

The silver python didn't know.

All it knew was that its essence was exhausted, its soul was scattered, and it didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Even if the person in front of it wanted to kill it, it would be powerless to resist.

"you......"

The silver python spoke, its voice hoarse and trembling slightly:

"What are you going to do?"

Xuan Du looked at it and smiled slightly.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

"And you?"

The silver python froze as the two words were spoken.

It gazed at Xuandu, at those eyes as calm as an ancient well, at that young face that exuded endless composure.

What does that mean?

What do you mean, "And you?"

Could it be...?

An ominous premonition welled up in the silver python's heart.

It then clearly saw that there was a life-or-death feud between this young man in green and the Taotie.

Each punch shattered the Taotie's bones and shattered its scales.

It assumed that this was a personal grudge.

It thought it had only been saved by sheer luck.

It assumed that the young man in green robes had only made his move to kill Taotie.

But now, it understands.

No.

neither.

This person's actions were neither out of personal grudge against the Taotie nor out of a sense of justice.

He made his move because...

He himself is also a target!

The silver python's golden vertical pupils were filled with disbelief and horror.