Chapter 1176: Chapter 708
The beastman, with bewildered eyes, looked at Eryao in front of him, believing him to be a Heavenly God, capable of anything, and then with bright eyes of admirationâthe lionâs eyes.
Understanding some of Eryaoâs so-called skills!
âNo, I donât know magic, but I have a bit of martial strength! This is a bit of agile movement technique ability inherited from birth; as soon as we can walk from birth, we can practice,
this is our life assurance. Facing those magicians in the small countries, while we canât beat them, we still donât let them kill us all!â
Mr. Lionhead finished speaking and demonstrated to Eryao: âAh!â Lionâs Roar!
That voice echoed through the clouds, truly far-reaching!
Indeed deserved to be called Lionâs RoarâŠ
âSo noisy, too noisy, shut up!â Eryao looked at the Lionhead with disdain, clearly implying that if he didnât shut his mouth, he would be crushed to pieces on the ground!
Who wouldnât know how to roar?
Eryaoâs voice was not loud, but he transmitted it through spiritual power; the sound reached Mr. Lionheadâs ears, causing a soul shock!
This transmitted sound from Eryao couldnât be heard by others, only Mr. Lionhead!
Mr. Lionhead was suddenly startled by this soul-shocking sound!
He just felt dizzy, pressured to the point of being unable to breathe, as if his head had been hammered, wobbling uncontrollably!
Faced with the formidable invisible pressure, Mr. Lionhead felt, confronted at close range with this powerful figure, a deity-like Eastern Deity, now filled with fear and respect, unable to continue roaring.
In a respectful posture, with head lowered humbly, Mr. Lionhead awaited Eryaoâs judgment, as a form of punishment!
Eryao did not deliberately intend to kill; he merely discovered these beastmen were somewhat different, curiously wanting to observe them!
Their focus was to eliminate the Invincible Sectâs elder, merely thinking of handling them if encountering bad elements!
Eryao did not believe Mr. Lionhead and the beastmen didnât do bad things; if they committed bad acts and became evil demons, they would be handled all the same!
The Mr. Lionhead in front seemed very obedient, yet is there a hidden wicked intention?
Of course, Eryao did not care what Mr. Lionhead might think; ability determines everything, unwillingness would only leave him subjected.
Due to time constraints, he wouldnât mind whether Mr. Lionhead would tell the truth or not?
He has a hundred methods to make him speak the truth; if Soul Search might harm ordinary people, it could turn them into fools!
To make Mr. Lionhead speak truthfully, thereâs another method: make him take a pill that prompts truth-telling!
Act now, grabbing a pill from his spatial pouch, this pill named Truth Elixir, the best choice for eliciting truth even when facing falsehood, ideal for interrogation!
Eryao explored alchemy medicines, tinkering with various usable and unusable pills, fortunately finding Spirit Grass put to use!
Unlike Jiang Tang, Eryao isnât so adept at concocting Supreme Elixirs; the pills he creates are merely advanced, concocted not for selling but for fun!
As a Divine Dragon, he lacks no resources for cultivation, lacks no food, thus even less cares about money!
Back in Jiang Tangâs youth, growing and selling medicinal herbs or creating pills for sale was merely to escape trouble alongside the master!
Even guarding against calamity, now that the master is strong, no longer needing his fervent efforts.
Occasionally taking on tasks, simply for fun at times!
The sudden compulsion from Mr. Lionheadâs throat as his mouth opens with something received internally!
Shock widened his eyes, those lion eyes lifted in horror, looking at the Eastern Deity before him!
âHeavenly God, what did you feed me?â
Eryao intentionally frightened Mr. Lionhead further: âI think maybe you should swiftly pass away to the afterlife, youâre too ugly; I gave you poison, sparing you from falling to the ground, this painless death is cheaper for you! Hurry and thank me!â
âAh! I donât want to die! Spare me, spare me!â
Mr. Lionhead cried out fearfully, then suddenly, as if the pillâs effect triggered, his tone changed!
âHaha, what poison? I fear not your poison; I advise you to quickly handover the antidote or Iâll swallow you whole, hahaha!â
Once the pillâs effect took hold, Mr. Lionheadâs intimidated and fear-stricken face turned arrogant and frenzied, no longer portraying that meekness!
âYou Eastern humans think yourselves impressive, merely Easterners, how could you be as mighty as us lions? I am a King, with powers you donât know of; poison? Can poison kill me?â
Eryao⊠oh my short temper, what Lion King? Before this grandpa, you little punk dare act arrogant?
âVery mighty, right? Let me show you grandpaâs might!â
Eryao ignored whatever words Mr. Lionhead uttered afterward; even if the opponent had tacit abilities, which he didnât realize, heâs binded in the air, a release would crush him, already grasped his lifeline!
If truly fearless, then let him die!
This thought, Eryao not immediately loosening, tightened the Vine Whip further, and out of nowhere, a whip appeared in his hand!