Pure Nine-Lotus Treasure Lantern.
The little flood dragon trembled all over upon seeing this scene.
Not only it, but many Level 4 true spirits and demonic beasts within the Black Flood Dragon Royal Court were also reacting the same way at this moment. Amidst overwhelming rage, there was bone-chilling cold and unconcealable fear.
"Your Majesty..."
Beside the little flood dragon, an aged turtle-shaped demonic beast, trembling, gazed at the old flood dragon, now severed into two halves, its face filled with disbelief. It had grown up in this Dragon Palace alongside the old flood dragon. Although its cultivation was only at Level 4, its long-lived bloodline had allowed it to witness the trials and tribulations across the Five Continents and Four Seas of the Celestial River Realm. In its eyes, the old flood dragon was a being on the verge of ascension, absolutely incapable of death. Even if it were to die, it wouldn't be on the Black Sea. But the cruel reality before it showed that nothing in this world was impossible.
"The old flood dragon trespassed upon my Eastern Continent's territory, and today it has been executed. You all should mind yourselves; it is best not to step out of the Dragon Palace, or do not blame my sword for its ruthlessness." Chen Mobai used the Tongtian Zhiying Diling art to examine the grand formation of the Dragon Palace. He discovered that the formation's source was the Eye of the Sea, and to break it, one would need power capable of suppressing the entire Black Sea. Even a Void Refinement cultivator would be unable to achieve this. Furthermore, Chen Mobai's Void Dun jia Art had not yet reached Level 6, so he could not enter. However, even if he could, he likely wouldn't go in, as there was always the risk of being unable to come out. In ancient times, in the Celestial River Realm, the best way to punish enemies was to cast them into the Eye of the Sea. Whether a Spirit Transformation cultivator or a Void Refinement one, once they entered the Eye of the Sea, they could never emerge. Chen Mobai, being such a cautious person, certainly wouldn't voluntarily step into a grand formation connected to the power of the Eye of the Sea. However, with the old flood dragon dead, the entire Black Sea, except for the Eye of the Sea, had fallen into the hands of the Five Elements Sect. In the future, if Chen Mobai could also set up the Heavenly Curtain Earth Vein Grand Formation there, he might be able to, in turn, control the power of the Eye of the Sea. At that point, the beings in the Dragon Palace would be like fish and shrimp, free for him to capture.
After warning the Black Flood Dragon Royal Court, Chen Mobai waited for a while, only to find that no flood dragon demonic beasts came out to seek revenge. This left Chen Mobai quite disappointed; he had originally hoped the little flood dragon would be consumed by hatred and fly out directly to its death. However, it was clear that the beings in the Celestial River Realm valued their own lives above all else. Chen Mobai shook his head, then stepped directly onto the two severed halves of the old flood dragon's corpse, rode the wind and waves, and flew towards the Eastern Continent.
"Unless this vengeance is exacted, I swear I shall not be a dragon!" After Chen Mobai's figure vanished from above the Dragon Palace's sea surface, the little flood dragon, suppressed for a long time, finally erupted. It roared in anger and directly smashed its own throne. Amidst loud crashes, in a short while, the entire palace collapsed in ruins from the little flood dragon's rampage. Yet, despite such fury, the little flood dragon still did not rush out of the Dragon Palace. It even deliberately contained its true spirit power, preventing it from spreading and causing tumultuous waves that might draw the "Killing God of the Eastern Continent" back. It was also at this moment that the little flood dragon and other Black Sea beings finally understood why the demonic beasts fleeing from the Desolate Sea referred to the Five Elements Sect Master as the "Killing God."
If only they had known this, they wouldn't have gone ashore to provoke him! The little flood dragon now felt only one emotion: deep regret, profound regret. Originally, their clan had ruled over the Black Sea, living freely and carefree, as long as they didn't provoke the sacred lands of the Central Continent, such as the Thousand Autumn Calligraphy Forest or the Grand Void Ethereal Palace. But they insisted on going ashore and contending with the orthodox human cultivators.
At this moment, seeing that the little flood dragon had finished venting, the Turtle Prime Minister lightly coughed twice, reminding it of something.
"Right, right, I must report this. The reason my father and I wanted to flood the Eastern Continent was also due to orders from the Upper Realm..." Realizing this, the little flood dragon suppressed its grief and immediately rushed to the deepest part of the Dragon Palace.
Chen Mobai flew across the Black Sea, riding the old flood dragon's corpse. Everywhere he passed, the demonic beasts of the entire Black Sea were struck with terror. Many demonic beasts were even contemplating migration. The adjacent Desolate Sea was also within the Five Elements Sect's hunting grounds, so that was definitely not an option. Thus, they could only go to the other side, the Earth Sea. Even though the journey was long, many Level 4 demonic beasts, after witnessing the old flood dragon's gruesome fate, resolved to move away, absolutely unwilling to be neighbors with the Five Elements Sect. As for those demonic beasts unable to leave the Black Sea, they moved as far away from the Eastern Continent as possible, wanting to hide far away.
This feeling of all beings trembling in fear was somewhat intoxicating for Chen Mobai. But he quickly sobered up. He was not yet at the point of indulging in power, and there were many beings far stronger than him. Soon after, the landmass of the Eastern Continent appeared in Chen Mobai's sight. He tidied his attire, deliberately stained his Fire Spirit Daoist Robe with a few drops of flood dragon blood to make it seem like a fierce battle had occurred. He also pieced back together the old flood dragon's corpse, which he had been stepping on with both feet, and rode the boundless winds and waves towards the Eastern Yi coastline.
At Wandering Mountain, True Lord Wuchen was playing chess with True Lord Dakong. With both of them stationed there, the old flood dragon couldn't gain any advantage. Thus, over time, the old flood dragon stopped coming. After all, compared to a head-on confrontation with Chen Mobai, these two's methods were somewhat insidious. True Lord Dakong's Void Secret Arts were often unpredictable, even for the old flood dragon, despite its protection from the Deep Stabilizing Sea Suppressing Pearl.
"Eh! The old flood dragon's aura..." True Lord Wuchen had just placed a white piece when he sensed the familiar aura suddenly surging from the sea surface, and his eyebrows involuntarily arched.
"Let's go, we should stop it. We can't let it stir up waves and submerge the defensive formations that were painstakingly built along the coast." True Lord Dakong was just about to lose, so he simply put the black pieces back, stood up, and prepared to fly out of Wandering Mountain.
"Wait, something's wrong. How is the old flood dragon's aura so scattered, filling the entire sky!" But at that moment, True Lord Wuchen noticed something unusual. He frowned and looked towards the horizon where the sea met the sky. A dark speck appeared in their vision, and the old flood dragon's aura surged with it. Compared to before, though it was still overwhelming, previously it was as condensed as a deep ocean, as vast as a galaxy, profound and terrifying. Unlike now, where there was only the aura of a flood dragon, but no spirit of the deep ocean!
Just then, True Lord Dakong, using his Void Secret Arts, saw the situation in the distance. He gasped, his eyes wide, his face filled with shock! Seeing his expression, True Lord Wuchen also disregarded the fact that the Black Sea was the old flood dragon's territory and extended his divine sense to probe. Subsequently, he saw Chen Mobai riding atop the old flood dragon's head.
"Long time no see, Senior Fellow Daoists!" Chen Mobai naturally sensed True Lord Wuchen's divine sense and True Lord Dakong's void power. He cupped his hands towards their location and saluted.
Amidst flashing silver light, True Lord Dakong had already teleported with True Lord Wuchen to stand before Chen Mobai. Both of them looked at the lifeless old flood dragon beneath Chen Mobai's feet, still in disbelief.
"Little friend, you... this... this..." True Lord Dakong stammered slightly. With his knowledge, he truly couldn't comprehend how Chen Mobai could have slain the old flood dragon.
"Thanks to both Senior Fellow Daoists for holding it back, I fortunately did not fail my mission and successfully upgraded the Primordial Bell. Then I remembered being suppressed and beaten by this old mudskipper for ten years, and the more I thought about it, the angrier I became. So, after emerging from seclusion, I went directly to the Dragon Palace in the center of the Black Sea to find it. After a fierce battle, I slew it." Chen Mobai, with a humble expression, concisely explained the cause and outcome of the battle in a few words. As for the process, that wasn't important.
After hearing his words, True Lord Wuchen and True Lord Dakong were even more astonished.
"Little friend, you actually slew the old flood dragon in the Dragon Palace, in the center of the Black Sea?" If it had been on land, with Chen Mobai relying on the Primordial Bell to restrain the power of the five elements, they might have barely accepted this achievement. But on the Black Sea, to face the old flood dragon, who possessed the Deep Stabilizing Sea Suppressing Pearl, a peak Level 6 supreme treasure, and slay it in a direct confrontation—with their thousands of years of experience, they truly couldn't comprehend it.
"Indeed, it's just a pity that those true spirit flood dragons of the Black Flood Dragon Royal Court are all cowards, lacking any backbone. I slew the old flood dragon right in front of them, yet not a single one dared to come out and seek revenge. I had originally thought of slaying a few more dragons to lessen future troubles for the orthodox path of the Eastern Continent..." Chen Mobai said with a regretful expression, causing True Lord Wuchen and True Lord Dakong to exchange glances.
"Little friend, could it be that you borrowed the Great Desolate Water Control Banner?" True Lord Wuchen thought of something, deliberated his tone, and asked.
"No, no. I'm not acquainted with the Celestial Sea Jellyfish Palace. I merely used the Primordial Bell to suppress the Deep Stabilizing Sea Suppressing Pearl, and then employed other divine abilities and flying swords to slay this millennium-old calamitous flood dragon in a direct confrontation." Chen Mobai knew that these sacred lands and great sects generally had ways to communicate with the Upper Realm, so he immediately distanced himself from the Jellyfish Palace.
"It seems we underestimated the secret treasures and divine abilities left by Senior Yiyuan!" Unable to fathom the situation, True Lord Wuchen could only attribute the credit to the Yiyuan Dao Scripture and the Primordial Bell. After all, before True Lord Yiyuan ascended, he used his Primordial Dao Fruit to overcome all five elements in the world, fighting across the Five Continents and Four Seas with brilliant achievements. Although there were no records of True Lord Yiyuan having a direct confrontation with the Black Flood Dragon Royal Court, this was the only way they could think of it.
"The inheritance left by the Patriarch indeed played an indelible and immense role in slaying the old flood dragon." Chen Mobai nodded, acknowledging this point. Then, he took out a half-cut piece of dark red crystal from his storage bag and directly handed it to True Lord Wuchen. "The old flood dragon was powerful. After slaying it, much of its essence blood was spilled, and I only managed to collect this much in the end. However, I believe it should still be enough to refine a batch of Saint-Reaching True Spirit Pills."
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