This approach was extremely risky against serpentine demon beasts. If the strike failed to kill it, the beast would surely retaliate, perhaps even going berserk from the intense pain.
If a Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragon this massive were to thrash its tail in a frenzy, even if it couldn't kill them, it could easily bury them alive in Xuanying Cave.
However, to everyone's astonishment, as Shen Lang plunged his saber down, a wisp of black energy rose from the Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragon's head in the faint glow of the Moonlight Stones. The enormous demon beast died instantly, without a hint of resistance!
Xia Xiaoting and the others couldn't tell if it had died from Shen Lang's two palm strikes or from the final stab of his saber.
But to slay a Fifth Level Demon Beast so easily… was this really the same ungrateful junior brother, Shen Lang, whom they had considered a burden?
