I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1293 1297: Precious Footage of the Soul-devouring Beast Before Death

"Take down that Soul-devouring Beast? Host, are you dreaming? You just flicked its head with a weapon and it didn't even flinch."
"The host's finished, folks, let's scatter!"
[Ding! One Cannon Four PDDs entered the livestream!]
[Ding! Mother-in-law Needs a Smoke entered the livestream]
...
Suddenly, a few audience members with super membership badges entered Zhang Menglong's livestream. Their names were flashy, and their presence was one of sheer bravado.
"One Cannon Four PDDs? Isn't he that super big shot? I heard he specializes in tipping beautiful martial artist hosts, he's spent at least tens of thousands of trillions of Sacred Gold! Rumor has it he's a very skilled Artifact Refiner, but that's not confirmed yet!"
"That Mother-in-law Needs a Smoke is also ruthless. Last time, he was competing for the top spot with another person in a livestream to meet the host offline. He actually called upon over ten Wheel Mystery Peak martial artists and one Saint to help him shower gifts, making the previous top spot guy go depressed directly."
...
"Wow, isn't that the Dean? Showing off here?"
"A farewell song for the Dean!"
"Dean is just out of our league, provoking Demi-God Warcraft right off the bat, our realms still have a long way to go compared to yours."
Several people who suddenly joined the livestream were from Super God Academy. Their familiarity with the host sparked quite a bit of interest.
"Brothers, do you know this host?"
"Is he a friend of yours? Are you planning to collect the body afterwards? Oh, there might not be any body left, just hoping for some remnants would be the best case scenario."
"We're well aware of this guy; he started learning martial arts at three, flirting at five, became the world's wealthiest at ten, a Martial Dao Grandmaster by fifteen, undefeated worldwide at eighteen (This last one costs 2 million Sacred Gold as tuition)."
"Quick, get your cameras ready!"
"Why?"
"Because this may be the only precious footage of the Soul-devouring Beast in its lifetime, might not even see it again."
"How long do you think this thing will last against the Dean?"
"Minutes? More like seconds, don't underestimate our Dean, eh?"
...
"A bunch of lunatics!" Few students from Super God Academy were talking; everyone in the stream noticed their remarks.
They could believe starting martial arts at three, flirting at five? Wasn't that too young to even have the development?
And undefeated worldwide at eighteen? Stigma Continent hadn't heard of such a figure; ordinary martial artists at eighteen are just laying a foundation, even those with slightly better Gifts would find entering the True Martial Realm impressive.
These people were still discussing how long that Demi-God level Soul-devouring Beast could survive, were they insane or what?
The Soul-devouring Beast, which Zhang Menglong had blasted with firecrackers countless times, had stopped feeding. It can tolerate insignificant humans roaming around its feet but absolutely not having one defecate and fart on its head.
"It's about to make a move!"
The Soul-devouring Beast extended a tentacle to attack Zhang Menglong; in its eyes, he was just a low-level creature with barely any meat. If it hadn't disrupted its feeding, it wouldn't have even bothered.
"Wham!" Zhang Menglong actually grabbed the tentacle of the Soul-devouring Beast, "Get up!"
Zhang Menglong tugged at the tentacle of the Soul-devouring Beast, swinging it up from the ground then slamming it hard onto the ground.
This moment was frozen in the eyes of many; what did they just witness? Were they dreaming?
"He's.... The energy reading from the detector, this human's energy already exceeds the measuring limit!"
"What?"
These detectors were specifically made to observe every move of the Soul-devouring Beast, so its detectors went through special technical processing, capable of even scoring a Demi-God level Life Form.
But in front of this human, the detector failed, meaning his power surpassed that of the Soul-devouring Beast, at least he's a top-tier Demi-God, possibly even a True God Realm martial artist!
Stigma Continent hadn't seen a True God Realm martial artist in ages!
"Is the host a monster?"
"Sorry host, I apologize!"
"Everybody stand up!"
"Why are you frozen? Send gifts! Taking down Demi-God level Warcraft for free? Impossible!"
...
[Congratulations host for receiving 100,000 Sacred Gold in tips!]
[Congratulations host for receiving 6,666,666 Sacred Gold in tips!]
[Congratulations host for receiving 100,000,000 Sacred Gold in tips!]
...
Who has ever seen such an epic scene? In the footage, a human enveloped in golden light was beating up the Soul-devouring Beast. The beast was constantly wailing, desperately defending and countering, but all in vain against this human youth.
"Go boss!" Little White cheered on the side, the Demi-God corpse was within reach, his blood virtually boiling with excitement.
"Host accepting disciples? I can serve tea, do laundry, and make beds!"
"Host, I'm a 34E, can wear black lingerie!"
"Where is the host's Sect? I'll come to pay respect tomorrow!"
The largest streaming platform on Stigma Continent attracted over a third of the viewers in those few minutes; it felt like Earth had Ultraman appearing, even non-martial artists were eager to take a peek.
A platform with over a third of viewers, the revenue generated had multiplied Zhang Menglong's Sacred Gold balance thousands of times; even while using True God Realm powers deducting numerous Cred Points per second, his balance was growing at a mind-boggling speed.
"Anyone want to see what the Soul-devouring Beast's rear looks like? Type 6666 if interested!"
"What? Knock out one of its teeth? Tip 100 billion Sacred Gold, and I'll do it!"
"Oh? Want to see if it's a male or female? Not good, if it's female, won't make me seem too perv right?"
[Congratulations host for receiving 10 trillion Sacred Gold in tips!]
"Which boss wanted to know if it's male or female just now?"
...
The livestream continued for nearly 20 minutes; Zhang Menglong fulfilled various viewer requests, but his rate of earning Cred Points began to slow down, nearly balancing the consumption speed.
"Alright, the host's about to finish it and end the stream!"
Zhang Menglong gathered his palm at the waist.
"Kame! Hame! Ha!"
At this moment, there was only endless blue light left in the livestream; they heard a huge explosion, then a notification that the host ended the stream.
The powerful shockwave destroyed all probe robots; no one knew what truly happened on site, surrounding kingdoms immediately dispatched a lot of probes, but when they reached there, the center area of God-and-Demon Abyss only had a huge pit remaining.
The Soul-devouring Beast was long gone, its presence utterly untraceable.
Zhang Menglong and Little White had already left the area, on the ground lay a dead Soul-devouring Beast with no life sign, Little White fondled the Demi-God Warcraft's body as if caressing a pretty woman.
As for Zhang Menglong...
"Wuhu, how many zeros does this have? Seventy thousand trillion Sacred Gold!"
"300 billion Cred Points!"
"This wave made a bloody fortune!"