"revenge?

What are you going to take revenge on me? Are you just a few of you fake elixirs?

What a joke!”

"Kill!"

"Yes, lord!"

The True Dragon Ancestor grinned and reached out to grab it.

The dragon magic image grabbed the ant-like Yu Jingtian and the bronze ancient tripod in his hand, and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, chewing and swallowing it.

Blood splashed from the corners of his mouth and overflowed.

Between the teeth, the flesh and blood were broken and bones were flying in chaos, sprinkled from the sky, even the soul of the elixir was swallowed.

Then, the ancestor took back his Dharma image, hunched his back again, his eyes lowered, and stood behind Jiang Tian with his hands, restoring his image as an old servant.
Chapter completed!