Celestial Cyan Porcelain is unsure whether Kui Chou is looking for an excuse to start a fight, or... it simply likes being insulted?

Judging from its past behavior, Celestial Cyan Porcelain is certain that Kui Chou enjoys getting whipped.

This bull... is surely sick with something big!

Celestial Cyan Porcelain is too lazy to bother with Ancient Bull, lowering its head to look at the forest below.

Waves surge, flowing everywhere within the forest.

At this moment, the Jia Rong Grass leaves have already spread across the Sea Turtle’s Water Curtain Ball, gradually contracting.

"Rustle~"

In just three to five seconds, the grass leaves suddenly break apart.

A tall and burly Cold Race man, his head drooping, is bound by his limbs, stretched out in midair.

"Nai~" Bai Yujing let out a gentle deer cry, carrying Du Yu downwards.

"Slave, servant..." The Cold Race man mumbled, his mind muddled, his voice weak, even his speech was terrifyingly faint.

Even in such a situation, the opponent still muttered "servant."

Such obsession was something Du Yu never expected.

Think about it, when a person possesses some special ability to command others, it’s hard not to have a shift in mentality.

The first day, you might cautiously experiment to see how those around you react.

What about after a year?

What about thirty or fifty years later?

Then all that’s left is what seems naturally justified, accepted.

Led by the Youhan Tree and acquiring the Youhan Technique, the Cold Race has always been above all life, always the master of the world.

What’s more, crowning the Cold Race in this Otherworld Continent is the fact that the Divine Tree had long disappeared!

There’s no Spiritual Qi left in the world, hence no living creature can resist the enslavement by the Cold Race.

And Du Yu’s sudden appearance undoubtedly challenged the Cold Race man’s perception, completely shattering his faith!

He could easily enslave even the Demon Saint, everything naturally expected.

But suddenly, a human youth appeared out of nowhere, refusing to obey orders, and even wanting to devour the master!

What kind of impact is this on the Cold Race man?

"Servant?" Du Yu nodded thoughtfully, "We have something to talk about regarding this matter."

Burning Sun, should we use Cinnabar Red?"

"Sure~" Little Fen Yang replied sweetly, "Make this guy a servant, then we’ll know everything!"

Du Yu felt a stir in his heart: "Could we even use him to control other Cold Beasts?"

Little Fen Yang controlled Du Yu, lifted his palm, and said hesitantly: "Should be possible, let’s try it~"

Immediately, a red flame emerged from Du Yu’s palm, slowly igniting the Cold Race man.

Excellent!

Du Yu slowly lowered his palm, full of anticipation.

He looked up and saw the Supreme Cyan Porcelain floating high in the sky.

Following the grand Dragon Boat upward, he happened to see amidst the dark clouds, the giant thunderous ox head.

What a composition, each more monumental than the last... Wait a minute!

Have I forgotten something really significant?

Du Yu quickly contacted mentally: "Ashes, how are you doing?"

Ashen Arrow: "Mission accomplished."

"Did Thundercloud Roc escape or die?"

Ashen Arrow: "Pierced by a Thousand Arrows."

Du Yu’s eyes brightened: "What about the calamity?"

Ashen Arrow: "It’s waiting for you, waiting for your contract."

"On my way!" Du Yu hurriedly said, the Bell Shadow in his palm spreading.

What qualifications does this king have, to keep the Holy Soldier waiting patiently?

Let’s make the contract!

From the arrowhead to the arrow tail, contracting till death!

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