Chapter 141: Seizing Xiong Batian's Devour Skill

Even after witnessing with their own eyes the scene of Zhang Yi easily slaughtering numerous Demon Beasts, they still stubbornly believed that Xiong Batian was stronger.

Just at this moment.

A scene occurred that was beyond the expectations of all the Demon Beasts.

Xiong Batian actually nodded slightly, indicating his agreement to hand over the Devour skill in exchange for Zhang Yi's mercy!

This scene, like a bolt from the blue, instantly left all the Demon Beasts dumbfounded.

They seemed to have been struck by an immobilization spell, standing there like wooden chickens, their mouths hanging wide open, enough to fit an ostrich egg inside.

"This... how is this possible?"

The weasel rubbed its eyes in disbelief, doubting whether its vision had blurred.

"Boss Xiong... actually... caved in?"

The one-eyed wild boar's tusks almost fell out, and it even started stuttering as it spoke.

"Am... am I dreaming?"

The quills on the porcupine drooped in fear, looking like a frost-bitten eggplant.

Xiong Batian's heart at this moment was like a churning sea.

He knew that if he caved in at this time, he would never be able to hold his head high in front of this group of small Demon Beasts again.

His title of Boss Xiong would also cease to exist.

However, he was even more aware of what would await him if he did not agree to Zhang Yi's request.

He endured the humiliation in his heart and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

He said to Zhang Yi: "Fine... I agree to you... I will give you the Devour skill..."

Zhang Yi looked at Xiong Batian with great interest, a playful arc curling at the corners of his mouth.

He had long expected that Xiong Batian would make such a choice.

After all, in the face of absolute strength, all resistance is futile.

"Wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier? You had to make me waste so much breath."

Zhang Yi shook his head with feigned helplessness and extended a wing, "Come on, hand over your skill."

Xiong Batian took a deep breath, struggling to calm the surging emotions in his heart.

He closed his eyes and began to circulate the demon power within his body, slowly forcing the Devour skill out of his body.

A mass of black light drifted slowly from Xiong Batian's mouth, like a wriggling black mist, emitting a nauseating, fishy stench.

This black mist hovered in the air for a while, then slowly drifted toward Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi opened his mouth and swallowed the black mist in one gulp.

"Hiccup~"

He let out a satisfied burp and patted his belly, just as if he had eaten a delicious feast.

"The taste is not bad." Zhang Yi looked at Xiong Batian with a smile, "Thanks for the treat."

Xiong Batian's teeth itched with hatred, yet he dared not say anything.

He gritted his teeth, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said subserviently: "Now... can I go?"

Zhang Yi did not answer immediately, but circled around Xiong Batian a few times, as if he were appraising a piece of merchandise.

He rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Originally, I intended to let you go. But..."

He deliberately drew out his voice, keeping Xiong Batian in suspense.

Xiong Batian's heart sank abruptly, and a foreboding premonition surged into his mind.

"But..."

Zhang Yi changed his tone, "I suddenly changed my mind."

Zhang Yi curled his lips into a smile, staring at Xiong Batian's claws, "Your Devour skill, while not bad, is not enough for me."

"You... what do you want to do?"

Xiong Batian widened his eyes in terror, his voice trembling as he asked.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to borrow one more thing from you."

Zhang Yi grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth, looking like a beast ready to devour someone, "Your bear paws look quite plump and delicious; they should be very suitable for making soup."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yi impatiently spread his wings and lunged toward Xiong Batian.

Xiong Batian was scared out of his wits and turned to run away.

However, how could his speed compare to Zhang Yi's?

With a crisp "Crack!" sound, one of Xiong Batian's hind legs was ripped off by Zhang Yi by force.

Fresh blood sprayed out, staining the ground red.

"Ah——"

Xiong Batian let out a shrill scream, and his massive body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Xiong Batian's shrill howling echoed through the mountains and forests, like a beast struggling in its death throes.

Zhang Yi, however, turned a deaf ear to the screaming; he calmly wiped his blood-stained wings with his claws, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

Bright red blood flowed out from Xiong Batian's thigh, soaking the surrounding soil into a shocking dark red.

Zhang Yi bent down and used his sharp claws to make a clean cut at the base of the bear paw; the thick bear paw fell off in response, and he tucked it away.

"Tsk tsk, this bear paw should be very fragrant when stewed."

Zhang Yi muttered to himself, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

He glanced at Xiong Batian, who was lying on the ground at death's door, with no pity in his eyes, only contemptuous ridicule.

"Trash."

He spat out these two words, turned, and left, his figure quickly disappearing into the dense jungle.

The Jubiao mother, Nudi, and the others followed quickly.

The Pterodactyl even deliberately ran up in front of Xiong Batian and raised its middle finger at him.

The One-Eyed Wild Boar and the Porcupine hiding in the shadows did not dare to even breathe loudly; only after Zhang Yi and the others had completely disappeared did they dare to cautiously poke their heads out.

Seeing Xiong Batian's miserable state, the two were trembling all over, shaking like a sieve.

"Boss... Boss, how are you?"

The One-Eyed Wild Boar asked tremblingly, its voice as thin as a mosquito's.

The Porcupine also shuffled over, shivering, its quills standing up in fright, making it look like a giant hedgehog.

Xiong Batian had already fallen into a coma, and fresh blood was still continuously gushing from his severed leg.

The One-Eyed Wild Boar and the Porcupine did not dare to delay and hurriedly carried Xiong Batian back to their cave.

After a flurry of frantic bandaging, Xiong Batian finally slowly regained consciousness.

He opened his eyes to see the dim ceiling of the cave and the anxious faces of the One-Eyed Wild Boar and the Porcupine.

"My leg... my bear paw..."

Xiong Batian said weakly, his voice as hoarse as a broken bellows.

"Boss, your leg and bear paw were both... by that damned Wangri Bird..."

The One-Eyed Wild Boar said hesitantly, not daring to look Xiong Batian in the eye.

"That Wangri Bird... I must tear him into ten thousand pieces!"

Xiong Batian said through gritted teeth, his eyes burning with raging fury.

Losing a leg and a bear paw had dealt a massive blow to his strength; how could he swallow this insult?

"Boss, a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late! That Wangri Bird is powerful, we are not his match right now..."

The Porcupine advised cautiously, fearing he might anger Xiong Batian.

"Shut up! I must have my revenge! I must!"

Xiong Batian roared, his voice echoing in the cave.

Meanwhile.

Zhang Yi found a hidden cave and began to refine the Devour skill.

This Devour skill, as the name suggests, can devour the skills and demonic power of other Demon Beasts to use as one's own; it is an extremely overbearing and powerful skill.