The black floodwyrm shot forth, and Yang Qi didn't waste time speaking.

He blurred into motion, and before the black floodwyrm could react, its body shattered into countless pieces. Before any of the blood could even flow out, a huge burst of true energy shoved it down into the sea floor, burying it.

Everything was over, just like that. It was almost as if the mighty black floodwyrm hadn’t even appeared to begin with.

At the same time, a perfectly spherical demon core appeared in Yang Qi’s hand. It was mighty, but not particularly sturdy. In contrast, it was very soft and pliable, almost like an internal organ of some sort. However, it pulsed with profoundly vigorous life force, almost as if there were an infant inside of it, about to be born.

Supposedly, when some daemons reach a high level of cultivation, they could break out of the cycle of reincarnation, and create an infant inside of their demon core. Eventually, they could then abandon their daemon body and become a perfect human.

This black floodwyrm had not quite reached that level, but its core did thump with life force, almost...