But at this moment, for some reason, only two of its three heads remained; the middle wolf head had simply disappeared, for reasons unknown.
My grandfather, Shui Yanling, and I looked at each other in bewilderment. My grandfather said, "Although this Cerberus has lost its physical body, it is still a legendary monster. Even if it only has a Nascent Soul, it won't be so easily subdued."
Needless to say, the cage formed by these branches was the work of the Tree King. It's just unexpected that it could be subdued so easily, which makes us feel the power of the Tree King once again.
The beast seemed to have noticed us too, its eyes glaring at us fiercely, filled with resentment, yet it also seemed somewhat afraid.
At first, I was worried that it would be troublesome if that beast really escaped, but karma is cyclical, and the Tree King actually caught it.
I breathed a sigh of relief. After all, these beasts came from that golden gate. Since their parents risked their lives to protect them, they must have some great secret. We absolutely cannot let them come out of there.
Thinking of this, my eyes turned cold, and I stared straight at the three-headed hellhound. It seemed to sense something and unconsciously took a step back, but when it touched the cage, the cage seemed to come alive.
Thorny vines stretched out from the cage, lashing the three-headed hellhound relentlessly.
"Awoo!" The three-headed hellhound quickly retreated, and each time it was lashed out, the hellhound's body seemed to become even more transparent.
Seeing this, I felt a chill run down my spine. Fortunately, the Tree King didn't make things too difficult for us. If we had been inside its body and it really wanted us to die, we would probably be one of those piles of white bones by now.
I couldn't help but look at the tree king. It was still standing quietly in the center of the plain, just like before, without moving, as if it had nothing to do with me.
"Now that the Nascent Soul of the three-headed hellhound has been captured, what should we do next?" Shui Yanling asked with some doubt.
Looking at the three-headed hellhound locked in its cage, I really didn't know what to do. After all, it wasn't us who caught it, but the Tree King. If we were to deal with the beast ourselves, it might incur the Tree King's displeasure.
At this moment, we are no longer able to fight against such a powerful tree king. I don't know where my father got this thing back then, but since my grandfather said that it was used by my father to protect the things inside, then it must be that golden giant gate.
Thinking about this, I finally understood why the Tree King would help us and help trap the three-headed hellhound.
Back then, underground, if it weren't for the Tree King's intervention, we would probably have been swallowed up by that sea of fire, and we wouldn't be alive today.
In truth, we should really thank the Tree King, but for some reason I feel a bit awkward. Perhaps it's because the sea of bones inside the Tree King is so astonishing that I have a preconceived notion.
The three of us stood there looking at each other, but we were all helpless and didn't know what to do.
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