Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Chapter 302: Chapter 63 Little Demon and Three-headed Hellhound

In a hidden cave, Lin Feng lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

This time he had never expected to actually escape from the green-robed elder’s grasp, even managing to heavily injure the old demon—it was indeed somewhat unbelievable.

If it weren’t for the several heavy treasures he possessed, which caught the green-robed elder off guard, coupled with the elder’s underestimation of him, he would have almost been slain by his own hand, losing Jingzhou in his carelessness.

Lin Feng felt very tired!

Soon he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

It was unknown how much time had passed, the skies outside were dim, and Lin Feng finally woke up.

His complexion was still pale!

The black-robed elder’s attack had nearly displaced his internal organs.

If his physical body hadn’t been strong enough, that one hit from the black-robed elder could have taken his life.

Lin Feng sat cross-legged, circulating the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique for healing, as the power of the Ancient Dragon Elephant flowed throughout his limbs and bones.

Lin Feng could feel his injured body gradually recovering.

Three hours later, Lin Feng opened his eyes, heaved a sigh of relief, and his injuries had finally recovered.

By this time, the sky outside had already brightened.

Lin Feng swooped out of the cave, continuing to search for the “Green Stone Martial Talisman” within Fire Dragon Ridge.

That afternoon, a group of over a dozen cultivators sped past from a distance.

The cultivators, looking pale with tattered clothes, appeared quite wretched.

One cultivator noticed Lin Feng heading deep into the forest and warned, “Young brother, don’t go in there, there’s a demon inside!”

“Demon?,” Lin Feng exclaimed in surprise.

That cultivator said with a bitter smile, “It’s a Little Demon, a damned Little Demon.”

“Let’s go quickly, if that Little Demon shows up, who knows what terrifying things might happen,” another one of the cultivator’s companions reminded.

The dozen or so cultivators rapidly left.

“Little Demon? What kind of thing is that?” Lin Feng muttered to himself, changing direction and continuing deeper into the forest.

The next day, as Lin Feng was passing through a forest, he saw those same cultivators being stopped by someone.

It was a charming young girl, her figure lithe and graceful, wearing a long dress that perfectly showcased her curves, but her face was veiled, revealing only a pair of bright, sparkling eyes.

Clearly, this girl was not as innocent as she appeared on the surface.

“If you want to pass this way, you must pay a toll.”

The girl spoke coquettishly.

“Ha ha, where did this miss come from, daring to block our way?”

“Not bad in figure, eh, brothers, should we have a little fun?”

“Since she’s offering herself, naturally we won’t be polite!”

The group of men leered at the girl, and their laughs were laden with malice.

Obviously, in the vast Ancient Forest, many people’s evil thoughts were infinitely amplified because here, even if one committed heinous crimes, they could still be kept hidden.

Now, facing such an “ignorant” girl, these men’s evil thoughts were fully aroused.

“Hmph!”

The girl snorted disdainfully and said, “Since you’re so ungrateful, don’t blame me for not being polite. Big Black, come out.”

As the girl’s words fell.

A rumbling sound echoed.

The ground shook as if the mountains themselves were quaking.

Then, from a nearby valley, a gigantic creature charged out.

This was a colossal hound shrouded in pitch blackness, standing a kilometer tall, and most notably, this gigantic hound surprisingly had three ferocious heads.

Moreover, this hound emanated a gloomy and terrifying aura, as if it were an air from hell itself.

“Three-headed Hellhound”!

Lin Feng gasped in cold air!

Rumor had it that the terrifying creature known as the “Three-headed Hellhound” was the Guardian Divine Beast of the Netherworld!

The bloodline of the Three-headed Hellhound was no weaker than those of the Divine Beasts like the Qilin, the True Dragon, or the Phoenix.

However, the Three-headed Hellhound had always been a being of legends, never showing itself in the mortal world.

How could there be a Three-headed Hellhound appearing here?

Lin Feng sensed the aura of the Three-headed Hellhound and quickly detected something amiss—its aura was not exceptionally strong. Lin Feng estimated its strength to be at the Martial King Realm!

The Three-headed Hellhound spoken of in legends was comparable to the top Divine Beasts, certainly not of this level of strength.

Could it be that it only possessed a fraction of the Three-headed Hellhound’s bloodline?

Or, was this Three-headed Hellhound still at a young stage?

Even though the Three-headed Hellhound’s body was immensely massive, Lin Feng had heard from the Fire Kirin that some powerful beasts knew transformation arts, enabling them to become colossal beings to intimidate others.

“Three-headed Hellhound”.

“Run for your lives”!

…

Dozens of cultivators, pale with fright, turned and ran.

“Big Black, beat them up”!

The young girl snorted through her dainty nose.

“Roar”!

The Three-headed Hellhound let out a deep roar and swung its massive paws, striking toward the cultivators with a swift blow.

Bang bang bang…

A series of violent collisions echoed.

Accompanied by screams, cultivator after cultivator was sent flying by the Three-headed Hellhound.

Wow.

Many spurted blood from their mouths and fell to the ground, screaming in agony.

“Daring to be so disrespectful towards this lady, you all deserve to die.” The girl snorted from her dainty nose and said.

“Spare our lives, oh great lady, spare us! We were blind not to see Taishan, I beg you to let us go.”

A group of more than a dozen cultivators all knelt on the ground, knocking their heads in apology.

Among them, even a cultivator of the Martial King Realm, scared half to death by the Three-headed Hellhound, knocked his head even harder than those of the Martial General Realm, for he was the one who had just spoken of enjoying some fun, now fearing the Three-headed Hellhound would slap him dead with a single paw.

“A bunch of trash, getting scared like this without even fighting.”

The young girl snorted, then commanded, “Hand over all your treasures quickly, and then get lost.”

The dozen cultivators, as if they had received a pardon, hurriedly took off their storage rings and handed them to the girl. Although their hearts ached to death, it was still better than losing their lives, right?

The dozen or so people rolled and crawled away from the place.

“Hehe, made another fortune, eh, Big Black, this is your reward.” The girl took out a piece of meat enveloped in golden light and threw it to the Three-headed Hellhound.

“Chant.” From within the golden glow came the sound of a dragon’s chant, and faintly, one could see a golden figure.

“A golden Jiaolong! Goodness, this is actually Jiaolong meat! The weakest Jiaolong is said to have the strength of the Martial King Realm, a palm-sized piece of Jiaolong meat is said to be worth more than a billion Gold Coins, let alone such a large piece of Jiaolong meat, it’s probably worth tens of billions of Gold Coins.”

Lin Feng clicked his tongue in wonder.

The golden Jiaolong showed its fangs and claws at the Three-headed Hellhound, but with a roar, the Hellhound opened its massive maw and directly swallowed the Jiaolong meat.