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"Heehee, I'm hungry. Since this little fish is going to die anyway, why not let it fill my belly!"

Zhang Tongzi said with a smile, covering his mouth with his small hand, giggling non-stop,

"No!"

Just as the words left the Ling Yuan Ancestor's mouth, two purple-black suction tentacles suddenly shot out from Zhang Tongzi's sides.

The tentacles broke through the air and swiftly grew countless times larger, resembling two ferocious giant pythons. In an instant, they shot far away and coiled around the struggling Dragon Whisker Fish.

With a whoosh, the immense fish, big as an elephant, was pulled up without a fight and heavily dropped above Zhang Tongzi's head.

A look of insatiable greed flashed in Zhang Tongzi's cyclopean eye as he joyfully tilted his head back, his little mouth wide open like a puppy waiting for its food to fall.

Crunch!

In a flash, Zhang Tongzi's little mouth expanded to an enormous five or six zhang wide, the center as dark as a bottomless abyss.

An infinite suction force suddenly emerged, and the Dragon Whisker Fish was instantly drawn into the depths of the abyss.

Zhang Tongzi closed his mouth, stuck out his pink tongue to lick his lips, and a hint of an unsatisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Heehee, not bad, just a bit small in portion."

Ling Yuan Ancestor scolded with a smile, "Pah, enjoy your ill-gotten gains without shame! How did the Sea Dominator Octopus produce such a shameless creature as you!"

Zhang Tongzi giggled, but did not talk back.

As the Great Elder of the Demon Ruins and a Late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator who dared to use the name 'Ling Yuan,' Ling Yuan Ancestor was far superior to Eighth-stage Demon King Zhang Tongzi in both strength and status.

Since he had taken advantage, being scolded a bit was nothing; after all, it didn't cost him an ounce of flesh.

Ling Yuan Ancestor wanted to scold Zhang Tongzi some more, but suddenly, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but look up toward the west.

At this time, a large patch of dark clouds had appeared in the western night sky.

The clouds approached rapidly from afar, and as they drew closer, one could see flashes of electric light within them and occasionally hear the sound of long, whining howls.

When the clouds neared overhead, a huge serpentine shadow could be seen circling indistinctly within them.

Seeing this, Ling Yuan Ancestor stood up and called out loudly, "Since the Ink Black Serpent King has arrived, why not show yourself."

No sooner had Ling Yuan Ancestor spoken than the clouds dispersed, and suddenly, there was a person standing on the reef.

This man was over a zhang tall, with a pair of short antler-like horns on his forehead, a broad mouth, a prominent nose, sword-like eyebrows, and dragon-like eyes that shined brightly with dominance.

Moreover, he was wearing a Purple Gold Flying Dragon Crown on his head and a dark, Four-clawed True Dragon Robe, with a blood-red belt around his waist adorned with twelve Sea Suppressing Pearls.

This was none other than one of the three Jiao Long Clan kings, the Ninth Rank Demon King, Ink Black Serpent King, a Mixed Blood True Dragon that had lived for nearly five thousand years.

"Ling Yuan, this king has come upon invitation. If you have anything to say, speak now!" the Ink Black Serpent King said with a deep and resolutely domineering voice.

Ling Yuan Ancestor gave a slight smile and responded, "No rush, there's one more Taoist who has yet to arrive. It isn't too late to speak once he gets here."

"Hmph," the Ink Black Serpent King couldn't help but snort coldly, but he didn't say much more, simply waiting impatiently.

At midnight, a huge full moon hung high in the sky, its clear moonlight scattering across the sea surface, creating a glimmering effect.

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Just then, a long and desolate wolf howl suddenly came from the horizon.

"Haha, the person we've been waiting for has arrived!"

As the voice fell, a small dot suddenly appeared at the far end of the ocean.

A few breaths later, the dot disappeared, replaced by a majestic giant wolf sprinting towards them.

In the clear moonlight, the Wolf King, large as a divine steed and covered in silver-white fur, galloped across the glistening sea surface, rushing toward them.

Sitting on the back of this unrivaled White Wolf King was none other than a thin, yellow-robed old monk.

In a moment, the formidable White Wolf King sprinted to below the reef and then leaped into the air, landing in front of the three individuals.

The yellow-robed old monk climbed down from the wolf's back and said apologetically, "The old monk is late. Please, do not take offense!"

The yellow-robed old monk was so thin that when he stood up straight, he was actually not as tall as the shoulders of the White Wolf King, looking quite out of place.

However, Ling Yuan Ancestor didn't feel anything was amiss and laughed heartily, "The Sky Wolf Arhat behaves naturally! I am quite envious."

"He behaves naturally my foot! Had he not indulged in drinking and delayed us, this king would have arrived much sooner!"

At that moment, the White Wolf King behind the Sky Wolf Arhat suddenly spoke human words, with a look of disdain on its wolf face.

No sooner had the White Wolf King finished showing its disdain than it suddenly turned and roared at its back, "Get off, you stinking octopus!"

As it spoke, the wolf's back shook, its fur bursting out in a great flash of white light, knocking the stealthily climbing Zhang Tongzi off its back.

Zhang Tongzi, rubbing his bottom, got up from the ground and complained, "We're both Demon Kings, can't you give some face?"

The White Wolf King narrowed its eyes with contempt and replied, "You're not fit to call yourself a Demon King. This king is a descendant of the bloodline of the Ancient True Spirit Howling Moon Sky Wolf. You are nothing but a giant squid."

"You... you're pushing it too far! I am the Sea Dominator Zhang; I'm not some rotten squid," Zhang Tongzi said furiously, ready to start a fight with the White Wolf King, but he was firmly stopped by Ling Yuan Ancestor.

"Stop it, Little Zhangzi, the matter at hand is more important!"

On the other side, the yellow-robed old monk pressed a hand on the shoulder of the White Wolf King and warned, "Wolf King, if you cause more trouble, don't blame this old monk for reciting the Prisoner God Curse on you!"

Hearing this, the White Wolf King was immediately startled and tucked its tail between its legs.