"Master, save me!" Mountain Dragon Little Gold cried out as he hurriedly flew over, plucking away the tentacles covering his body.
"Don't panic! Quickly circulate your demonic power to suppress the devilish thought."
Upon the master's reminder, Little Gold finally calmed down, and his body suddenly grew dozens of times larger, with dark gold patterns appearing on his surface. He instantly transformed into a dark gold giant seven to eight zhang tall.
A colossal pressure suddenly erupted, radiating bright yellow light all around him. The light was like a blade, severing the dark tentacles.
The next second, after a violent writhing of his skin, all the splits healed in an instant.
The devilish thought invading his body was forcibly suppressed by a mass of demonic power, leaving it temporarily unable to take control.
However, this strand of devilish thought was too strange. Even though it had been suppressed, it continued to corrode everything around it.
