Chapter 342 : Huang Will Become the Number One Below the Nascent Soul Realm
Chapter 342: Huang Will Become the Number One Below the Nascent Soul Realm
Three days later.
“Look, what a terrifying formation.”
“This is the legendary Four Symbols Black Tortoise Formation. It is said to be a third-rank high-grade formation capable of withstanding a strike from a Nascent Soul cultivator.”
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
For a moment, many Foundation Establishment cultivators drew sharp breaths, staring at the scene in shock.
The news that a third-rank Blackwater Turtle demon beast existed in this sea region had already spread. Naturally, it could not stop people from occasionally coming to investigate.
As a result, such a glaring, towering grand formation was impossible to conceal.
Although the Four Symbols Black Tortoise Formation could conceal itself, the battle inside the formation produced thunder-like roaring sounds from time to time.
This naturally exposed it.
Once the news spread, it quickly spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Many Foundation Establishment cultivators came to watch. Of course, among them were undoubtedly quite a few who hoped to fish in muddy waters.
Even several Golden Core and False Core cultivators had secretly arrived, watching the scene while communicating through voice transmission.
“Fellow Daoists, the battle inside has lasted for at least three days. Even if the opponent is strong, how much mana can they still have left?”
“Exactly. If we join forces later, we may be able to obtain a share of the benefits.”
“What are you still hesitating for? Such an opportunity is rare. If you miss it, don’t you False Core cultivators want to reforge your core and cultivate anew?”
“Forget it. If you want to wade into this muddy water, go ahead. Don’t drag this old man with you. I only came here to watch the excitement.”
Some were tempted, while others shook their heads repeatedly, unwilling to step into such murky waters.
After all, no one knew what the situation inside the formation was, how strong the opponent was, or how many people there were. Some people simply did not want to act recklessly.
…
At this moment inside the formation barrier.
“Detestable humans!”
This powerful late third-rank great demon Thunder Flood Dragon finally died with an unwilling roar.
Its enormous body, nearly twenty zhang long, collapsed heavily to the ground with a thunderous crash, smashing a deep crater into the earth.
“Master, be careful!”
As the Thunder Flood Dragon fell, the exhausted Sword Attendant still warned nervously, while simultaneously controlling a sword gleam that pierced directly into the Thunder Flood Dragon’s wound.
Puchi!
The sword gleam pierced through the wound. Blood splattered everywhere, yet the Thunder Flood Dragon did not move.
Lin Chang’an frowned while maintaining defensive spells.
For three whole days, even relying on the power of the formation, this Thunder Flood Dragon had proven terrifyingly strong.
Its physical strength was not inferior to a body cultivator of the same realm. After losing its demon core, it had become even more frenzied.
During these three days, the Thunder Flood Dragon had used feigned death several times. The first time, Lin Chang’an had nearly fallen into its trap.
“You all guard me while I extract the Thunder Flood Dragon’s Essence Soul.”
“Yes.”
The Wind-Chirp Bird cried sharply and guarded the front. Its body was covered with wounds. Without the reinforcement of the Mysterious Sky Immortal Vine’s mana, its injuries would have been far worse.
The Sword Attendant firmly stood in front of Lin Chang’an.
At the beginning, she had remained at the formation core to defend while the formation was being arranged. Only later did she join the battle.
As for the Azure-Horned Ox, it had been fortunate. In a battle against the Thunder Flood Dragon, its slow speed would have made it a perfect target, so it had stayed inside the Spirit Beast Pouch the entire time.
“Be careful!”
Lin Chang’an formed hand seals. Previously, when the Thunder Flood Dragon had feigned death, it had suddenly attacked while Lin Chang’an was extracting its Essence Soul, nearly overturning the situation.
Under the pull of mana, a dim and translucent Flood Dragon phantom was drawn from the massive corpse.
Normally, when extracting the Essence Soul of a demon beast, the Essence Soul would remain unconscious due to the beast’s death.
However, this Thunder Flood Dragon seemed different. Whether due to its powerful bloodline or another reason, its Essence Soul struggled fiercely and continued cursing with awareness.
“Damn humans! You dare extract the Essence Soul of my dragon clan. Do you know my identity? By killing me, you have already been marked with the aura of the dragon clan. You cannot escape…”
The Thunder Flood Dragon roared ferociously. Even with its Essence Soul being extracted, it showed no sign of begging for mercy and continued to curse arrogantly.
“And you, you lowly half-dragon hybrid bastard, I curse you—”
Lin Chang’an sneered and was about to seal the Thunder Flood Dragon’s Essence Soul into a jade bottle when he suddenly sensed a mysterious force.
“What is this?”
The mana of the Mysterious Sky Immortal Vine surged through his body. Lin Chang’an extended his palm, where a faint blood-colored Flood Dragon phantom appeared and swam within.
It was said that whenever one killed a dragon descendant—whether cultivator or demon beast—they would become tainted with the baleful source of the deceased, similar to a curse.
If they later encountered another Flood Dragon great demon, it would sense the aura of its dead kin and harbor hatred.
“How is this possible!”
Just before being sealed in the jade bottle, the Thunder Flood Dragon’s Essence Soul saw the baleful phantom in Lin Chang’an’s palm and widened its eyes in shock and unwillingness.
“Despicable human cultivator!”
“Silence!”
Lin Chang’an snorted coldly and slapped a Tranquil Spirit Talisman onto the jade bottle. The sealed Thunder Flood Dragon Essence Soul immediately sank into darkness.
He had not expected that the Mysterious Sky Immortal Vine could even purify this.
With that, he would no longer have to fear encountering other dragon descendants in the Outer Seas after hunting Flood Dragon demon beasts.
“Roar…”
Watching the Thunder Flood Dragon die and its Essence Soul sealed, the heavily injured giant Blackwater Turtle lying nearby showed a look of shared tragedy.
Tears glimmered in its huge eyes. Even though the Thunder Flood Dragon had previously used it as a shield against attacks, it was now too late for anything.
Before the turtle could roar again, the Wind-Chirp Bird shrieked and tore apart its mana shield with its claws.
Immediately afterward, the Sword Attendant’s sword gleam pinned the turtle’s head to the ground.
The Sword Attendant, possessing the Heavenly Spirit Sword Body, had only recently entered the early Golden Core Realm, yet the power of her sword gleam rivaled a mid Golden Core cultivator.
The Giant Sword Technique further multiplied its power.
It showed why top spiritual physiques were so sought after in the cultivation world.
When cultivating suitable techniques, not only was cultivation faster, but their combat strength could exceed the sum of its parts.
The third-rank Blackwater Turtle glared unwillingly at the two human cultivators.
For three whole days, it still could not understand why these two human cultivators—and even that bird—
had more terrifying mana than it and the Thunder Flood Dragon.
Among demon beasts, turtles and flood dragons were known for their vast mana reserves and fast recovery.
Yet after three days, their mana had nearly run dry, while these humans still possessed deeper mana and faster recovery—even the bird.
“Roar…”
A weak and unwilling roar echoed as the eyes of the third-rank Blackwater Turtle finally lost their light.
“It’s finally over.”
As the dust settled, Lin Chang’an let out a quiet sigh of relief.
This Thunder Flood Dragon had been as cunning as a human.
Even with nearly all his trump cards and the Wind-Chirp Bird’s assistance, Lin Chang’an could at most fight it to a stalemate.
The reason he managed to kill it was purely due to unequal information.
First came the ambush that inflicted heavy injuries.
Then the Lightning Absorption Pearl neutralized its Water Gang Divine Thunder, allowing Lin Chang’an to seize the demon core.
Finally, both sides believed their mana reserves and recovery were superior, planning to exhaust the opponent before delivering a decisive strike.
But with the Mysterious Sky Immortal Vine, a prolonged battle was Lin Chang’an’s home field.
Not only himself—through the vine’s mana, both the Wind-Chirp Bird and the Sword Attendant recovered quickly from injuries and mana depletion.
Thus, Lin Chang’an’s victory came from stacking multiple advantages.
“Master, many cultivators have arrived outside.”
After the battle, the Sword Attendant looked solemnly beyond the formation barrier.
Numerous cultivators stood on distant barren islands and reefs, observing.
“Clean the battlefield.”
Grinding for three whole days made even Lin Chang’an admire the Thunder Flood Dragon’s strength.
Of course, he had prolonged the battle mainly to avoid unnecessary risks.
But now came the great harvest.
The Thunder Flood Dragon’s demon core and Essence Soul aside, its dragon blood, dragon scales, dragon tendons, dragon meat, and dragon bones—its entire body was treasure.
Inside its abdomen, Lin Chang’an even discovered a spatial pouch.
His expression became extremely serious.
“This Thunder Flood Dragon may truly not be simple.”
Lin Chang’an raised his palm and began probing the Thunder Flood Dragon’s memories.
With his late Golden Core divine sense, examining its memories was not difficult.
Fragments of memories flashed before him.
In the deep dark sea, terrifying Flood Dragons appeared one after another.
The legendary Ten-Thousand-Zhang Deep Sea Dragon Palace briefly appeared in the distance.
Then there was its father—a fourth-rank Nascent Soul Flood Dragon—and many siblings.
Lin Chang’an broke into a cold sweat.
He had caused a great disaster.
But the next memory changed everything.
It turned out the Thunder Flood Dragon’s father had caused trouble in the deep sea.
It had even dared to violate a female Flood Dragon of the Ten-Thousand-Zhang Dragon Palace.
As a result, it was killed by a dragon descendant of that palace.
With the father dead, the clan scattered, and the offspring fled to human seas to hide.
“So it’s a dragon with no backing.”
Lin Chang’an opened his eyes and snorted.
He had thought he caused a huge disaster.
Who would expect that a Flood Dragon tied to the Ten-Thousand-Zhang Dragon Palace would appear in human territory?
The Flood Dragons of that palace lived in the deep sea, rarely encountering humans.
It was even rumored that humans and the Dragon Palace had agreements.
Flood Dragons in the Outer Seas were mostly diluted bloodline descendants with no connection to the palace.
Killing them would not bring major trouble.
At worst, one simply had to avoid other Flood Dragons in the future.
“No wonder this Flood Dragon was so cunning.”
It had used the third-rank Blackwater Turtle as bait to devour human cultivators and strengthen itself.
During battle, it had feigned death multiple times.
Such intelligence could only come from a high-bloodline Flood Dragon.
Unfortunately, it had already consumed a precious Dragon Blood Fruit.
That was why it remained so resilient even after losing its demon core—and why Lin Chang’an nearly fell into its trap.
“This Flood Dragon was quite lucky, obtaining many treasures.”
“But cautiousness alone is not enough—you also need luck.”
If it had not exposed its traces, this Flood Dragon might have hunted a few more cultivators before moving elsewhere.
Such deaths were normal in the Outer Seas and would attract little attention.
For more than twenty years, it had used this method successfully.
Recently, however, it became arrogant and exposed itself, leading to Yun Yao discovering it and informing Lin Chang’an.
Cleaning the battlefield was somewhat troublesome due to the large battle area.
After erasing traces of the Wind-Chirp Bird and himself, Lin Chang’an glanced thoughtfully toward the cultivators outside the formation barrier.
And the devastated island.
“Master!”
After finishing the cleanup, the Sword Attendant returned respectfully.
Lin Chang’an smiled.
“Since that’s the case, let’s prepare a bit more before going out.”
He took out several items from his Storage Pouch—especially those that had once belonged to Lihuo Island.
“Although this Thunder Flood Dragon had no connection to the Ten-Thousand-Zhang Dragon Palace, several of its siblings also fled to human seas.”
“One of them is even approaching the shape-shifting stage.”
Lin Chang’an pondered.
After killing the Thunder Flood Dragon, it would be best to leave some traces.
After all, he was a human cultivator.
If other Flood Dragons took revenge on nearby seas, it would become his fault.
…
“Look! The formation is changing!”
The formation on the island flickered before finally dissipating.
Instantly, countless observing cultivators grew solemn.
Greed flashed in many eyes.
If chaos erupted, many bold cultivators would surely try to fish in muddy waters.
Nearby, nine Golden Core cultivators who had already formed an alliance exchanged glances.
They nodded and flew forward as nine streaks of Escape Light.
“That’s the Liu Clan Patriarch!”
“Five False Core cultivators and four True Core cultivators. Something big might happen.”
Seeing this lineup, many spectators began retreating.
They did not want trouble.
A third-rank mid-stage Blackwater Turtle had been fought for three days.
After such a battle, the opponent’s strength should be greatly weakened.
“Fellow Daoist, impressive ability. To set such a grand formation and kill that beast.”
A majestic voice echoed as the nine Golden Core cultivators appeared above the island.
One of them sneered.
“That beast was discovered by us first, yet you took it first. That is somewhat unreasonable.”
“Indeed, Fellow Daoist…”
But an old man among them suddenly froze.
The formation dissipated, revealing the devastating battlefield.
Then they saw the massive Flood Dragon head.
The nine cultivators’ pupils shrank.
“F-Flood Dragon!”
The old man’s beard nearly snapped from shock.
“This matter—I’m not getting involved.”
“Old Ghost, it’s already like this. Don’t you want to reforge your core and cultivate again?”
“The bold eat their fill while the timid starve. Let’s do it!”
“Don’t drag this old man down with you. I still want to live a few more decades.”
As they transmitted messages to each other, the Flood Dragon head was already stored away.
Standing on the island was a cold and arrogant figure.
He wore a Tall Crown and a dazzling Dark-purple Radiant Robe.
The nine exchanged glances and decided to probe first.
“May I ask, Fellow Daoist—”
“Silence!”
A cold snort echoed, instantly darkening their expressions.
Even if he was strong, he had just fought a fierce battle.
He could not possibly still be at full strength.
They were nine people—nine!
“Young Master!”
At this moment, the Sword Attendant, disguised as a Maid Servant, stood respectfully.
“Young Master!?”
Everyone’s hearts skipped a beat.
Then Lin Chang’an spoke again.
“Anyone who remains here after three breaths—dies.”
The arrogant declaration echoed.
Even the Foundation Establishment cultivators watching were stunned.
“When did the Beast Sea Abyss gain such a madman?”
Many began protesting.
“Too arrogant!”
“There are so many of us!”
But Lin Chang’an’s cold voice echoed.
“One breath.”
Many cultivators turned pale.
“Two breaths.”
A False Core old man instantly fled in Escape Light.
“This old man leaves first.”
“Senior, wait for me!”
Soon many Foundation Establishment cultivators fled.
“Fellow Daoists, forgive me.”
Two more Golden Core cultivators fled.
Only six remained.
They began retreating cautiously.
One shouted angrily.
“Fellow Daoist, you are truly arrogant. I am Luo Feng of the Luoyun Sect. May I know your name?”
“Three breaths.”
Lin Chang’an’s voice turned icy.
Terrifying baleful energy erupted from his body.
“From this moment onward, Huang will be the number one below the Nascent Soul Realm.”
“If none of you are hiding your cultivation… then you may die.”
His late Golden Core divine sense exploded outward.
A piercing soul wave swept across the sky.
“Ah!”
Cultivators screamed.
“It’s Soul-Capturing Mystic Sound!”
“You’re from the Mystic Yin Divine Sect!”
“Run!”
The six Golden Core cultivators immediately fled.
Foundation Establishment cultivators collapsed, screaming in agony.
Lin Chang’an had planned this carefully.
His divine sense was strong enough to mimic a late Golden Core cultivator.
And the Mystic Yin Divine Sect truly possessed a similar soul technique.
Without looking back, Lin Chang’an—now disguised as Huang Tianxiao—pursued one fleeing cultivator.
“Fellow Daoist spare—”
Mystic Soul Spike.
Before he could react, the cultivator screamed, his eyes rolled white, and he collapsed unconscious.
He was instantly captured.
“Run!”
“It’s the Mystic Yin Divine Sect!”
Seeing such swift killing, all remaining cultivators fled desperately.
Life was more important than anything.
The remaining five Golden Core cultivators burned blood essence and accelerated their Escape Light.
Five thousand word chapter. Recently the author has indeed been a bit lazy, and updates have not been punctual.
Today I decided to combine the content into this chapter, so fellow Daoists would not feel frustrated by another break.