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It was King Slime, who had arrived late and followed behind Lin Yaoyang. He swallowed the elder in one gulp.    

    

King Slime wasn't a fool. After feeling the terrifying strength of the elder that he had swallowed, he didn't show any neglect. Immediately, he used all of his skills to try and digest the elder.    

    

However, if King Slime could digest a Titled Fighter Level warrior with the strength of a Martial Saint Level warrior, it would be a miracle.    

    

Lin Yaoyang turned around and saw that the remaining people were shivering in the darkness.    

    

Especially the man in black, after he called his granduncle over. Initially, he thought that he could defeat Lin Yaoyang in a crushing manner.    

    

But in the end, things had gone according to his plan.    

    

His Great Uncle and Lin Yaoyang seemed to have fallen into a battle of attrition in the darkness.    

    

The remaining people were all afraid. What kind of monster was Lin Yaoyang? He was only a Martial Extreme, but he was already able to fight a Titled Fighter Level warrior.    

    

Although it was an external force, as long as he could control it, it would be his own strength. Could they really do that?    

    

No, there was no doubt about it. If Lin Yaoyang really advanced to the Titled Fighters realm, who else in the world could stop them?    

    

In their opinion, the top ten geniuses in the academy were just a joke compared to Lin Yaoyang.    

    

Lin Yaoyang controlled the skeleton and killed them with a single finger.    

    

After the elder was devoured by King Slime, he became extremely angry. He had no idea what the thing that had swallowed him was.    

    

After all, Shi Laimu was just too rare.    

    

When he sensed King Slime's strength, the old man heaved a sigh of relief and slapped King Slime's stomach.    

    

King Slime stood on the spot and trembled. Then, he was slapped away by the old man.    

    

However, King Slime didn't die so easily.    

    

After those fragments fell on the ground, they turned into tiny Shi Laimu and started moving on their own, gathering towards the center. Apparently, they were trying to reassemble themselves.    

    

Lin Yaoyang was quick to react. He directly ripped off the dragon-headed walking stick that was stuck on King Slime's body.    

    

Lin Yaoyang felt a heavy feeling in his hand as soon as he touched the crutch. One should know how terrifying Lin Yaoyang's current strength was. He could even feel the weight of the crutch. It was worth discussing about the weight of this dragon-headed crutch.    

    

The crutch seemed to have its own consciousness. It discovered that it wasn't its master who was holding it, but Lin Yaoyang who was holding it.    

    

Lin Yaoyang's face darkened. He grabbed the dragon's head and made a grabbing motion. The dragon's head was ripped open by Lin Yaoyang.    

    

More than half of the divine light on the crutch was gone.    

    

The old man who had just come out of King Slime's body let out a furious roar after sensing what had happened. Bastard! How dare you!"