The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master-Chapter 1547 - : You Actually Killed My Son
Chapter 1547 -1547: You Actually Killed My Son
Fortunately, many from the two domains swarmed around Zhuu Shu. The death of Zhuu Hua by Zhuu Shu’s magical beast made everyone reassess Zhuu Shu’s beast, realizing it was indeed a God level magical beast.
“Kid, do you think having a God level magical beast ensures your life?”
Ming Su, leading his men, encircled Zhuu Shu. “I heard a young man from Green Mountain Village saved you, where is he now?”
Witnessing this, Erwei telepathically relayed everything to Beiting Huang, “Master, shall we take action? Your subordinate is about to fall into Ming Su’s hands—that lowlife scum is pressing him for answers!”
Zhuu Yun desperately tried to get closer to Zhuu Shu, to no avail. Ming Shu and Andrew were relentless, and after several injuries, his beast soul was on the verge of collapse. He was struggling to even protect himself, and suddenly, a wave of grief and indignation flooded his heart.
Meanwhile, other mighty ones from the Dark Demon Domain had all come together, back to back. The few who had survived were determined to protect Zhuu Shu and break out.
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Zhuu Shu hid behind his magical beast. The Purple Gold Divine Dragon had already taken several attacks from Ming Su; purple gold scales were shedding, and dragon blood gushed out. Zhuu Shu, merely a 3rd rank professional, had no power to counter in front of these Heaven Rank beings.
“Just reveal the whereabouts of that brat, and I’ll let you die with your body intact!” Ming Su sneered as he closed in on Zhuu Shu step by step.
Just then, a figure plummeted from the sky. Instantly, everyone halted their actions and looked up at the figure—who was fast as a bolt of lightning. With a flexible sword in hand, he stabbed fiercely towards Ming Su.
His form suspended mid-air, his flexible sword had already lifted Ming Su’s body, who hung skewered on the sword, looking at the young man with a disbelief-filled gaze.
The one he had been searching for, the one he despised to the bone and wished to flay and debone, Ming Su never expected he would die by his hand upon their first encounter.
“Impossible… How can this be?”
Blood spurted out from Ming Su’s mouth in great gushes as he clutched at Beiting Huang’s long sword in his chest, staring at Beiting Huang with stunned eyes. Clearly, during their first encounter, Beiting Huang had been nothing but a weakling not yet at the level of a Divine Emperor. And yet, upon meeting again, Beiting Huang attacked, and he didn’t even sense it coming.
It could only mean one thing; Beiting Huang’s strength had far surpassed his own.
And seeing this, almost everyone was shocked into silence. Apart from those from the Dark Demon Domain, hardly anyone from the Spirit Realm or the Otherworldly Evil Domain recognized Beiting Huang. But, without a doubt, this was an ally from the Dark Demon Domain.
In the Dark Demon Domain, those who had previously spoken insolently and mocked Beiting Huang were now filled with remorse. In terms of strength, not one of them was a match for Beiting Huang. Ming Su was a peak Divine Lord, only a half-step from being a Great Lord. Granted Beiting Huang had descended from the sky, suddenly striking—a hint of ambush—but no one could guarantee they could achieve what Beiting Huang had done.
“Bastard!”
At this point, Ming Shu could no longer concern himself with Zhuu Shu; his eyes bloodshot, he brandished the Judgement Staff and lunged at Beiting Huang, “You actually killed my son, you dare kill my son, I will take your life!”
Ming Su, adorned in a grand red nine-dragon and nine-phoenix brocade robe, his face as delicate as flowers, looked at Beiting Huang with unwilling eyes until the end. He could not believe he would die at the hands of Beiting Huang, a mere peak Divine King.
Until his final breath, he refused to believe that Beiting Huang could ascend from a peak Divine King to a Great Lord in just a few days.
