"A Bloodline Shrinkage?!"

Looking at the phantom of the Five Elements Tree behind Mo Qi, the Immortals were both shocked and overjoyed.

They were shocked by Mo Qi’s endless array of techniques and his seemingly limitless potential.

They were overjoyed because they would no longer have to be randomly culled by the Wolf Demon, losing a tenth of their population.

"This human brat actually has a Bloodline Shrinkage too... It’s... It’s terrifying!" The Peng Bird was so shocked it could barely speak coherently.

It wasn’t the only one; the other three Demon Beasts were also clicking their tongues and sighing. ’Looks like Niu Tou is going to fall this time.’

Compared to other races, humans were at a disadvantage when it came to bloodlines.

Although some humans possessed powerful Bloodline Power, they were an extreme minority.

However, it was worth noting that the heavens were fair.

While humans with special bloodlines were rare, once they appeared, they were invariably formidable beings.

What the Demon Beasts hadn’t expected, however, was that Mo Qi’s Bloodline Shrinkage would completely overpower the Strong Bull Demon in terms of strength. It was simply unbelievable!

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they would have never believed it.

What they didn’t know was that the phantom of the Five Elements Tree Mo Qi had manifested was no Bloodline Shrinkage, nor was it a Mental Realm Transformation. It was the one and only, genuine Five Elements Tree!

It was just that Mo Qi had once devoured its essence, shattered its Energy, and refined it anew through "Gorging and Drinking," nurturing it within his body.

The Five Elements Tree was still the Five Elements Tree. No matter how weak or depleted it was, it was not something a mere Void Realm Demon Beast could hope to challenge.

It was less that the Minotaur was grappling with Mo Qi, and more that it was competing in strength with the Five Elements Tree.

It was only because Mo Qi currently lacked the ability to actively wield the Five Elements Tree’s power, and could only use it for passive defense. Otherwise, the Minotaur would have suffered a fate far worse than just having its Bloodline Shrinkage shattered.

"Niu Tou has lost. He will die," the slender, white-haired youth who had been silent among the Demon Beasts suddenly said.

His tone was indifferent, as if he were discussing something that had nothing to do with him.

The Peng Bird, the giant turtle, and the burly, blue-haired youth were all stunned. ’Niu Tou will die?!’

Impossible!

Even if he lost the contest of strength, would that human named Mo Qi really dare to kill him?

Besides, in a moment of crisis, all Niu Tou had to do was unleash his Grotto Heaven to escape his predicament in an instant.

But they were all well aware of Bai Fa’s strength. If those words came from his mouth, there was a ninety percent chance they were true.

"Boss, Niu Tou isn’t really in trouble, is he?" The Peng Bird was the most agitated.

Despite always calling the Minotaur "stupid ox" and bickering with him, its relationship with Niu Tou was actually the strongest.

Bai Fa didn’t answer. He just kept staring at Mo Qi, his eyes fixed.

The Peng Bird grew anxious but didn’t dare to ask again.

It knew its boss Bai Fa’s temper very well. Annoying him would lead to dire consequences.

"Calm down. Have faith in Niu Tou," the giant turtle said reassuringly.

But the Peng Bird didn’t feel the slightest bit of relief. It looked toward the clearing and saw the Minotaur, covered in blood, being led by the nose and flung up and down by Mo Qi.

In the center of the field, the Minotaur was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

He was filled with immense regret. ’Was I a complete idiot? Why did I have to get a nose ring?!’

And now, here he was, getting his nose ring grabbed and being tossed around like a paper doll.

What frustrated the Minotaur most was that Mo Qi’s swinging motions seemed to possess a strange Magic Power. Every time it tried to gather its strength to break free, a mysterious force would travel from his hand and coil around its entire spine.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

With each swing, the Minotaur felt its vertebrae lose control, separating one by one, completely dissipating the power it had struggled to gather.

And as time went on, the Minotaur found its limbs growing sore and weak, its strength fading more and more.

’Four Stirring Techniques: front flip, back flip, left flip, right flip! And I’ll throw in a pull-flip and a hanging-flip for you!’

Mo Qi’s mind flashed back to his happy days as a servant in the Void Sect, when he cooked for the one hundred thousand sect members every day.

That period was the most carefree and pleasant time in his memory.

At this thought, Mo Qi’s hands moved even faster.

’Small-toss, large-toss! Upend-toss, stack-toss! Forward-toss, reverse-toss! Stove-side toss!’

After Mo Qi had run through a full set of wok-tossing moves, the Minotaur’s body had completely fallen apart. Its muscles and bones were dislocated, blood and flesh had melded together, and all its strength was gone.

If it knew that it was merely a tool for Mo Qi to relive the exhilarating feeling of wok tossing, who knows what it would think.

After this ordeal at Mo Qi’s hands, the Minotaur’s already broken nose was pulled into an exaggerated curve by the nose ring, a bloody, mangled mess. It was a truly miserable sight.

"Hooo..." Mo Qi let out a long breath.

’It’s time to end this. In its current state, it’s perfect for butchering. Not a single drop of its qi and blood will be wasted.’

The reason Mo Qi had used the Minotaur to practice his wok-tossing moves was not just on a whim; more importantly, he wanted its blood and flesh to meld together, locking its Essence Energy within.

Only beef butchered this way would be absolutely perfect.

"Lift the wok!"

Mo Qi sank into a horse stance, grabbed the nose ring, and yanked hard.

RIP!

The tip of the Minotaur’s nose split open as the ring was brutally torn out.

Due to the inertia, the Minotaur’s head was thrown back, exposing its jaw and throat.

"Kill!"

Mo Qi’s figure flashed as he charged the Minotaur, pushing his Nine Transformations into Spirit Constitution to its absolute limit.

He brought his five fingers together, forming a blade with his hand, and chopped toward the Minotaur’s adam’s apple.

CRACK!

SNAP!

Having lost all ability to defend itself, the Minotaur was incredibly vulnerable. Mo Qi shattered its throat with a single palm strike.

A wave of Dark Force erupted. The immense power traveled through the throat bones, surging up the spine and into the Minotaur’s skull, turning its brain to mush.

The Minotaur only had time to let out a muffled grunt before it lost all consciousness.

Before it died, it had thought about unleashing its Grotto Heaven and erupting with its Cultivation, but its body was too weak and completely unresponsive.

BOOM!

The Minotaur’s massive body, now devoid of its Life Aura, slammed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"No!"

The Peng Bird roared, its eyes seeming to split at the corners with rage.

It couldn’t accept that Niu Tou had just died right before its very eyes.

Although its boss Bai Fa had warned that the Minotaur would die in this duel, it had never expected Mo Qi’s killing blow to come so quickly.

It also never imagined that at the final moment, the Minotaur would remain motionless, not even unleashing its Pocket World Realm Cultivation and simply letting Mo Qi attack.

What it didn’t know was that it wasn’t that the Minotaur didn’t want to unleash its Cultivation, but that it couldn’t.

From the moment Mo Qi grabbed its nose ring, control of its body was no longer its own.

"You dare kill my brother! I’ll kill you!"

The Peng Bird flapped its wings, kicking up a gale. Its body transformed into a golden streak of lightning, striking through the air toward Mo Qi in the clearing with the force of a thunderbolt.

Seeing this, Mo Qi merely gave the golden lightning a faint glance before unhurriedly storing the Minotaur’s corpse in the space of the Chaos Scripture.