As it charged forward, the Nine-Horned Azure Ox opened its gaping maw, its eyes gleaming with a humanlike greed as it fixed its gaze directly on the Black Dragon Spirit carrying the Gilded Palanquin.
From the body of that black dragon, it sensed an intense fluctuation of Spiritual Energy. This was not the diluted bloodline of a lesser dragon or any other creature of the Demon Race. It was a Dragon Spirit transformed from a Dragon Vein!
This was a prime nourishment.
Having set its eyes on it, the Nine-Horned Azure Ox naturally could not let this opportunity slip away.
"How audacious!" Huang Fu bellowed as he thrust forward the banner in his hand emblazoned with the character "Xu," aiming to send the colossal Nine-Horned Azure Ox flying as if it were a mountain.
But the Nine-Horned Azure Ox's pupils radiated disdain. It exhaled a puff of green mist, which forcibly dispersed Huang Fu's attack.
