Seeing that the Flood Dragon had completely lost its life, Yu Daohan looked at the inner core beneath his feet.
He wondered why Xu Feng had arranged for him to fight this Flood Dragon.
Could this inner core save his life?
Yu Daohan laboriously picked up the inner core, which was as large as his palm, and hesitated.
How was he supposed to use this?
Was he supposed to swallow it directly?
But the problem was, it was too big to swallow.
He felt the ghost energy within him rapidly draining, a countdown to death.
Forget it, might as well try anything.
Yu Daohan steeled himself and stuffed the inner core into his mouth.
As soon as the inner core entered his mouth, it seemed to come alive and burrowed into his stomach.
No, it should be his body absorbing the inner core.
Because the inner core was too large, it got stuck in his throat.
Yu Daohan placed his hands on his throat, intending to force the inner core down.
His face turned red, and breathing became difficult.
Yu Daohan was in extreme pain and cursed inwardly.
"Damn you, Xu Feng, I didn't get bitten to death by this Flood Dragon, but I'm going to choke to death on this inner core."
"You son of a bitch."
Yu Daohan cursed incessantly, his consciousness blurring. Finally, he closed his eyes and collapsed on the ground.
In the water, a massive head emerged, followed by countless heads of various shapes and sizes.
Once it confirmed that both figures on the shore were dead, the figure slowly surfaced and moved towards the shore.
This colossal creature carried a giant shell, green and black, its entire body as tall as a two-story building.
At first glance, it turned out to be a turtle.
The turtle's whiskers were white, indicating it was very old.
The turtle glanced at Yu Daohan, who was lying on the ground, and the Flood Dragon in a pool of blood, and said in a human voice, "This battle was truly fierce."
The monsters in the water, seeing their boss come ashore, all crawled out.
The turtle glanced at these lesser demons without saying anything, then walked directly to the Flood Dragon, sighed, and said helplessly, "This battle could have been avoided, but you insisted on becoming enemies with this kid. Wasn't it better to be alive?"
Although the turtle looked deeply moved, its eyes were greedily fixed on the Flood Dragon's corpse: "It seems everything that person said has come true. By eating your body, I can directly transform and become the River God of this Yellow River."
"No, where is the inner core?"
The turtle suddenly realized that the Flood Dragon's inner core was missing.
"Did some lesser demon steal it?"
The turtle's gaze swept over all the lesser demons present.
But then he thought it impossible.
He had been afraid of being discovered by the Flood Dragon and had not dared to approach. Only when he felt the Flood Dragon's aura disappear did he cautiously come closer.
Even he had to be so cautious, let alone those lesser demons.
However, it didn't matter. Although the Flood Dragon's inner core was a great tonic, what he cared about most was the dragon's body.
He knew the principle of not biting off more than one could chew.
Don't force what is not yours, or the consequences will be the same as this Flood Dragon's.
A snake demon flicked its tongue, greedily gazing at Yu Daohan lying on the ground, wishing it could swallow the human whole. But it still asked the turtle, "Boss, can you reward this human to your little brother?"
Hearing this, the turtle immediately turned to the snake demon, its face darkening: "You cannot touch this kid. Whoever touches him, I will kill!"
The snake demon was bewildered: "But sir, he's already dead."
"Dead!"
The turtle looked at the snake demon with disbelief: "Are you sure?"
Seeing the boss's serious expression, the snake demon carefully examined Yu Daohan's heart with its tail and confirmed.
"That's right, his heart has stopped beating. He's definitely dead."
The turtle shook its head, muttering with a grave expression: "This is impossible."
That person clearly said this kid wouldn't die.
Did something go wrong somewhere?
Seeing their boss's solemn expression, the demons were confused but none dared to ask.
"No, this isn't right," the turtle mused, full of doubt.
The Yellow River had two overlords: this Flood Dragon and this thousand-year-old turtle.
But one mountain could not tolerate two tigers; there could only be one River God of the Yellow River.
In terms of strength, the turtle was slightly inferior to the Flood Dragon, so it could only rank second.
But who was willing to be second forever? This turtle was no exception.
He also longed to be the River God of the Yellow River.
But he was suppressed by a Flood Dragon above him.
Even if he had the ambition, his strength did not allow it.
However, one day five hundred years ago, Xu Feng suddenly found him and told him that he would help him become the River God of the Yellow River in five hundred years.
At the time, he was still a little skeptical. Even if Xu Feng was incredibly powerful, a human couldn't live for five hundred years.
But the position of River God of the Yellow River was too tempting, so he finally agreed.
The price was to save the life of the person fighting the Flood Dragon in five hundred years.
He had thought Xu Feng was just boasting, but he never expected it to actually come true.
But the problem was, this kid's heart had stopped beating. No matter how capable he was, he couldn't save this kid.
"Alas, if you were alive, I would naturally keep my promise, but you are already dead."
The turtle sighed, shook its head helplessly, and looked at the snake demon, instructing, "Find a place to bury him. Don't have any wicked thoughts, you know my temper."
It made sense.
This kid was so heavily injured, his shoulder was bitten to the bone, and his head looked seriously injured too.
No human could possibly survive this.
The snake demon nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand."
He knew the turtle's temper well.
Cruel methods, ruthless actions, never holding back.
The turtle nodded with satisfaction, turned around, and prepared to gnaw on the Flood Dragon's corpse.
Although the Flood Dragon was the lowest form of dragon, it was still a dragon.
Dragon meat could allow all demons to transform and increase their strength by more than double.
The snake demon wrapped its tail around Yu Daohan, preparing to find a place to bury him.
When it touched Yu Daohan's chest, it was stunned for a moment, then its expression turned to shock. It immediately put Yu Daohan down and shouted in disbelief, "He... he... his heart has started beating again!"
"What!"
The turtle suddenly turned its head to look at Yu Daohan lying on the ground and asked, "Are you sure?"
Although the snake demon couldn't believe it, it nodded affirmatively: "I am sure."
The turtle looked at Yu Daohan lying on the ground and said in disbelief, "What a freak, to not die even with such injuries."
Amidst the surprise, the turtle was even more shocked by Xu Feng.
To be able to make arrangements five hundred years in advance, despite being merely human.
Had he predicted everything that happened today?
Thinking of this, the turtle felt a chill down its spine and gasped.
Xu Feng was terrifying to this extent.
The turtle walked directly to Yu Daohan, looked at him, and murmured, "Since you're not dead, kid, I'll keep my promise and save your life."