Why did he become so frightened and angry after he took away the blood lotus seeds?
Sorry, there is no big prayer incense made from blood lotus seeds.
It's really going to be struck by lightning.
Seeing this, Chen Yang didn't want to leave.
Why else go?
This drought demon can't survive anymore.
Chen Yang simply stood still, watching the Hanba being struck by lightning outside the mine.
The thunder was like a prison and lasted for dozens of breaths.
In the end, it was like an old man who had lost his temper and returned to his kind-hearted appearance.
The sun jumped out of the ground early and wandered over the eastern hills again. It just showed a little edge and dyed the hills with a golden edge;
The moon, which had been reluctant to fall for a long time, slipped under the mountain in the west.
The sun and the moon shine together, turning into the silence of thousands of horses. It is the darkest time when the moon sets and the sun does not rise.
Outside the mine, wisps of green smoke were curling up.
The overwhelming blood energy, billowing heat waves, and filthy spiritual energy all disappeared under the powerful thunder of heavenly tribulation.
"That's it..."
"...cold?"
Chen Yang felt a little creepy and frightened.
In Chen Yang's opinion, the power that Hanbao erupted when he was furious could compete with the Dragon King who was so coercive in Longmen County that many people with great supernatural powers were afraid to enter.
Even though he could not accurately measure the difference between the two due to his level, Chen Yang, who had seen both of them separately, still vaguely felt that they should be on the same level.
Just like this, a dragon king-level drought demon was killed by the catastrophe in just a few dozen breaths?
Chen Yang looked at it twice in disbelief.
Just these two glances allowed him to see some clues.
Outside the mine, there is a large pit, like a fish pond that has dried up all the water.
It was a large crater in the hard stone ground that was split by thunder.
In the deepest part of the pit, there is another charred black stone as big as a bowl of ocean, steaming constantly, like a piece of charred meat that has just been taken out of the oven.
The surface of the burnt black stone was covered with cracks and cracking constantly. By the time Chen Yang noticed it, it had cracked completely, revealing what was hidden inside.
"Heart?"
Chen Yang had a strange look on his face.
Inside that stone, there was a heart that was beating with difficulty.
The Heart of the Drought Demon.
This heart beats so hard.
Chen Yang found that it had only been beating vaguely in the past several breaths.
If this was a normal person, with this heart beating frequency, there would be basically no need for resuscitation.
But, this is the heart of Drought Demon.
Chen Yang hesitated for a moment, then stretched his palms and clenched them into fists again, eager to try.
"This Drought Demon is really strong and won't die that easily."
"Surprisingly, despite the catastrophe, such a heart was still preserved."
"Just, is it useful?"
Chen Yang loosened his fist and shook his head slowly.
What relaxed at the same time was his tense heart.