Chapter 883: Three Headed Dragon
But before his blade could land, the pond below churned violently again, and to his horror, two more massive heads burst from the depths.
Each head radiated thick waves of energy, the kind only seen in the strongest apex beasts. But this one... this one was even worse. The oppressive aura it emitted wasn’t just at the level of a high Legend Rank beast—it was at the peak of the Legend Rank.
"Damn it!" Max’s expression hardened instantly. He could sense the sheer lethality of this creature; even one head at this level would have been a challenge, but three acting in unison made it far deadlier.
The beast hissed furiously, opening all three maws wide as it spewed forth thick plumes of black poisonous gas, rushing at Max from both flanks and head-on. The venom was so cold and corrosive that even the air hissed as it passed through, eating away at the vitality of the surrounding vegetation.
Max’s pupils contracted sharply. ’Poison too?’ This was no ordinary beast—it had been nourished by something unnatural, perhaps the same yang energy that birthed the Pure Yang Flower itself, twisting its essence into this horrifying guardian.
Without another thought, Max abandoned the flower entirely, retreating with explosive speed as his body blurred back across the pond. The Black Dragon Sword spun defensively in his hand, cutting apart strands of poison as he retreated.
"So it’s guarded after all... and by a peak Legend Rank monster at that," Max muttered grimly as his feet touched solid ground again. His heart thumped heavily in his chest, both from shock and the rush of excitement that always came from facing such lethal opponents.
This was no ordinary find. The Pure Yang Flower was indeed extraordinary—but so too was the danger that came with it.
"ROAAR!"
Suddenly a roar came from nowhere all of a sudden.