This is an unforgivable mistake!
Zhou Yan gritted his teeth, his eyes firm: "You want me to be your mount? That's a pipe dream! I am a human cultivator, you cannot control me. I would rather self-destruct my soul than be controlled by you!"
"Heh heh, as expected of a genius among human cultivators. You humans are indeed very stubborn. Since that's the case, then I will have to destroy you!" The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's voice turned icy, filled with killing intent. He waved his right hand, and a ball of black demonic energy emerged from his fingertips, condensing into a pitch-black demonic spear in mid-air.
As the demonic spear appeared, the void trembled, and space distorted.
An aura of world-destroying power swept in all directions, as if tearing apart the entire space.
Zhou Yan's face turned pale. He felt the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's immense power, his heart filled with fear and despair. He knew that facing this strike from the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon, he had no way to dodge.
"Little brat, die!"
The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon roared, then thrust the demonic spear in his hand. A streak of black rainbow, carrying a terrifying pressure, pierced towards Zhou Yan.
The spear moved at an extremely high speed, reaching Zhou Yan in an instant.
"Little brat, this is your fate!"
A sinister grin appeared on the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's lips.
"Rumble..."
A deafening roar exploded in Zhou Yan's ears, and then, a black cloud materialized out of nowhere, blocking in front of Zhou Yan. As this black cloud appeared, it emitted wisps of black mist. The mist transformed into a gigantic black bird, which opened its mouth and swallowed the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's black spear.
"How can this be?"
The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's face changed drastically, his eyes filled with shock. He never expected his full-power strike to be swallowed by this beast.
"You, what kind of demonic beast are you? Why do you possess the power of devouring?" The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's face turned ashen.
"I am the Sky-Devouring Demonic Eagle!" A faint voice echoed from within the black cloud, as if mocking the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon. This made the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon furious.
"Sky-Devouring Demonic Eagle, what kind of demonic beast are you, to possess such terrifying devouring power?"
"I am the Sky-Devouring Demonic Eagle, a fearsome demonic bird!" another voice emanated from the black cloud.
The Sky-Devouring Demonic Eagle!
A paramount existence among demonic beasts, its devouring power was practically heaven-defying!
"Damn it! You dare mock me! I will kill you!" The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon roared, killing intent erupting from his eyes. Immediately, a ball of black demonic energy transformed into a massive handprint, descending to suppress the Sky-Devouring Demonic Eagle.
"A petty trick, and you dare to show it off!"
"Swish~"
The Sky-Devouring Demonic Eagle flapped its wings, its colossal body soaring upwards. It then flapped its wings forcefully, transforming into a sky full of dark clouds that obscured the giant handprint. The Sky-Devouring Demonic Eagle opened its beak and pecked fiercely at the handprint.
"Boom!"
The handprint shattered instantly.
"Pfft~"
The Sky-Devouring Demonic Eagle's claws, carrying a ferocious power, pierced deeply into the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's chest. Instantly, the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's body was sent flying like a rag doll, crashing to the ground, gushing out large mouthfuls of blood.
"How can this be? What, what is going on? How can this beast withstand my full-power strike?" The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's eyes widened. He refused to believe what he was seeing. How could his attack be blocked by a mere demonic bird?
"Little brat, I advise you to surrender to me, otherwise, I don't mind killing you. After all, in the demon realm, death is not that difficult a thing. Only by becoming my mount will I treat you well!"
"Hahahahaha..." The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon laughed to the heavens, as if mocking Zhou Yan.
"Nine Nether Demonic Dragon, this is my battlefield, my domain. You will not control me. Today, no matter what, I will duel you to the end!"
"Courting death!" The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's face was terrifyingly grim. "Since you are so obstinate, then don't blame me for being impolite! My patience is limited."
"Hmph! I will never be your mount, even if I die! If you want to kill me, you must kill me first!" Zhou Yan's voice was filled with determination. He had made up his mind to kill the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon here, even at the cost of severe injury.
"Since you refuse the toast and insist on the penalty, then I will not be polite. Today, I must kill you and collect your soul to refine into a puppet, becoming a sharp blade in my hand, capable of slaying all who oppose me!"
"Rumble~"
A terrifying demonic energy erupted from the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's body and spread outwards. The surrounding space collapsed and broke apart. Zhou Yan's body was crushed by this terrifying force. His clothes were directly torn to shreds, and his entire body was covered in wounds that exposed bone. Even several of Zhou Yan's ribs were broken.
"Pfft~"
A mouthful of thick blood spurted from Zhou Yan's mouth. He felt as if his internal organs had been pulverized, and an unbearable pain coursed through his entire body.
"I... I am not reconciled..."
Zhou Yan struggled to lift his head. His gaze was vacant, his eyes devoid of spirit. His mind was blank, and the world before him gradually blurred.
His consciousness gradually faded, and he fell unconscious.
"Whoosh~"
A gentle breeze blew, and Zhou Yan's figure vanished from the spot.
When Zhou Yan woke up again, he found himself lying on a bed. The room was spacious, with simple yet luxurious furnishings, giving it an ancient and elegant feel. He struggled, wanting to get up, but his entire body felt like it was falling apart, wracked with pain.
"Where is this place?"
Zhou Yan tried hard to recall his memories before he fainted, but he couldn't remember how he had passed out.
The room here was distinctly different from the grand hall he had been in. It looked somewhat old, not like a palace, but more like a farmstead.
"Could it be that I've transmigrated again?"
A bitter smile tugged at Zhou Yan's lips. If that were the case, what about his family?
"No, I must leave here as soon as possible."
Zhou Yan gritted his teeth, propped himself up with his sore and weak body, and slowly stood up, preparing to walk out of the room.
"Bang!"
As he opened the door, he heard a loud noise from outside, and then, a man in black robes sped towards him from a distance.
"Who allowed you to trespass into the royal city? Guards!"
An old man rushed over, blocking the man's path.
"Scram!" The man in black robes glanced at the old man and said coldly.
Fear flashed across the old man's face, but he still insisted on not letting him pass: "Who are you? Why are you trespassing into the royal city? I am the leader of the royal city guard. If you dare to cause trouble again, we will immediately report to the City Lord!"
"Noisy!"