Chapter 298: 296. The True Flood Dragon’s Fury (2/4)
Bang!
The massive demon body crashed heavily onto the forest floor, the sound echoing through the woods.
Immediately after, the Winged Snake King’s piercing and continuous screams rang out, like rolling thunder, echoing around the Immortal Sect, unable to dissipate for a long time.
In the square, Nangong Wentian, who was still dealing with the Evil Spirit Knight, paused in shock because he recognized the sound of the Winged Snake King. He was curious as to why the Winged Snake King suddenly let out such a miserable cry. What had it encountered? Nangong Wentian punched the Evil Spirit Knight away and immediately looked toward the direction of the Main Hall.
The commotion had come from behind the Main Hall. However, the Main Hall blocked too many things for him to see what was happening behind it.
But he was certain that the true Guardian behind the Immortal Sect had appeared.
And in such a short time, had severely injured the Winged Snake King.
Why was he sure it was severely injured?
As its master, he was very familiar with the changes in the Winged Snake King’s vocal emotions. From its cry, he heard heart-wrenching pain. The pain was as if someone suddenly stabbed a knife into your thigh and then continuously dragged the blade downwards, seemingly trying to slice your thigh open.
Nangong Wentian sensed something was wrong and immediately shouted to Nan Hao, who was still pounding on the gates, "Nan Hao, stop lingering there, go see what’s happened to Gold."
Nan Hao nodded and withdrew his sword.
He leaped over the Main Hall, jumping onto a tree, and dashed off.
Just as he ran a few dozen meters, Nan Hao froze, left in utter shock.
A black Flood Dragon was biting the Winged Snake King, its bite directly on the other remaining fleshy wing.
Then, like chewing a crisp bone, the wing snapped instantly.
A sharp and miserable cry echoed across the sky once more!
The resulting sound waves made Nan Hao unable to stand steadily on the treetop.
"A Flood Dragon! How can there be a Flood Dragon?"
Amidst his astonishment, the black Flood Dragon had already bitten down on the Winged Snake King’s neck, and with one bite, it fell silent, merely struggling a few times, as if signaling Nan Hao to flee quickly.
Upon seeing this, cold sweat flowed down Nan Hao’s face.
He was just about to dash towards the Main Hall, but as he turned, the Flood Dragon lunged. Without giving him any time to react, it rammed straight into his body.
Boom!
Nan Hao flew backward, crashing into the wall of the Main Hall like a meteor and was instantly flattened into a meat patty, dead beyond any doubt.
After killing Nan Hao, the Flood Dragon soared, coiling onto the eaves of the Main Hall. Its dragon head and forelimbs rested on the hall, while its tail propped up nearly a hundred meters. It might not have appeared as massive as the Winged Snake King, but who dared underestimate it?
Immediately, the Flood Dragon spoke human words, "Boy, where are those who offended the Immortal Sect?"
Even though it was just a brief question, it made the Immortal Sect feel as if they were in a storm cloud. Wenping fared better, but those in the Body Refining Realm felt as if thunder was ringing beside their ears.
Wenping answered, "In the usual spot."
The Flood Dragon lowered its head, its gaze overlooking the square, eyes landing on the flabbergasted Nangong Wentian.
The mount of Nan Hao, though at the Half-Step Divine Profound level, fled in fright without even a glance from the Flood Dragon.
Following suit, Wenping arrived at the outskirts of the square, sitting by a stone table, watching the scene unfold from afar, with the Evil Spirit Knight and Mountain Dog also retreating naturally.
Inside the Main Hall, Yang Lele murmured amidst the surprised exclamations of Biyue Piaoling and others, "Why keep bothering the Sect Leader when there’s nothing to gain? Isn’t that just seeking death?"
Only then did Biyue Piaoling, Hua Zixun, and the others understand why Yang Lele and the rest of the Immortal Sect members showed no hint of worry.
It turned out the true Guardian was a Flood Dragon!
With a Flood Dragon’s protection, there was indeed nothing to fear.
At this moment, Nangong Wentian stood in disbelief, unable to believe what was before his eyes.
"A Flood Dragon!"
How could there be a Flood Dragon in such a place?
In such a Barbaric Land, a Flood Dragon was hidden!
He finally understood why the Winged Snake King would suddenly scream and knew for sure Nan Hao wouldn’t be coming back. The Flood Dragon before him, though its presence was imposing, revealed nothing he could discern. However, he wouldn’t be easily frightened; he believed in dying on the battlefield, not as a coward!
"I’ve seen Flood Dragons before!"
With those words, Nangong Wentian’s Meridian Gate shuddered sharply.
This time, his entire demeanor drastically changed. He seemed as if a barrel of gunpowder had been ignited.
"I’m going to slay the Flood Dragon today!" Truth be told, the Winged Snake King wasn’t strong in his eyes, so he wasn’t surprised it was killed by the Flood Dragon.
Different species, different bloodlines.
Even in the first realm, a Winged Snake couldn’t match a Flood Dragon.
Once more, words poured forth from the Flood Dragon, "Those who offend the Immortal Sect shall die!"
"Then we’ll see who dies first! Today, I will use Profound Level Vein Technique to slay you!"
As these words fell, Nangong Wentian’s Meridian Gate flared like a leaking bucket, with flames crazily spreading outward. As a Profound Level Vein Technique, the momentum barely building already made Nangong Wenping’s aura several times what it was before. With the rapid spread of flames, even Wenping couldn’t help but have the Evil Spirit Knight stand guard before him.
Watching the scene unfold, Wenping murmured to himself, "Is this the might of Profound Level Vein Technique? Such a strong presence... but it’s a pity, it doesn’t amount to much."
Because the Flood Dragon was the system’s ultimate barrier and the true Guardian of the Sect, while the Evil Spirit Knight merely protected Wenping.
Even he, as the host, didn’t know how strong the Flood Dragon truly was.
Suddenly, Nangong Wentian’s angry shout echoed, "Die!"
A spinning pillar of fire ascended from the flat ground, directly sweeping toward the Flood Dragon above the Main Hall, making Lu Ye, who was at the Half-Step Divine Profound, shudder with fear.
Puff!
An unusual sound resounded.
The Flood Dragon on the Main Hall suddenly spewed a torrent-like flood of water, directly combating the spinning fire column.
Nangong Wentian looked on, smirking indifferently, "You think water can extinguish flame formed by burning Vein Qi?"
This is Profound Level Vein Technique!
It’s not just any ordinary burning flame.
Though both are flames, they differ in essence.
Abnormal Vein Skill— as long as Vein Qi exists, the fire won’t extinguish; the notion of water overcoming fire doesn’t hold here.
But in the next moment, his smile ceased.
After a spurt of water, the Flood Dragon paused, then abruptly let out a dragon’s roar, the sound waves striking the cascading water, creating countless splashes.
Water ripples and sound waves hit the surging fire column, scattering it before it hit Nangong Wentian.
First water!
Then sound waves!
Wave after wave, they drove Nangong Wentian back a hundred meters, halting only after crashing into a giant, gnarled tree, leaving him utterly debilitated.
His Meridian Gate had unknowingly drawn back.
He didn’t know when blood began to trickle from his ears, dripping along both sides.
Then, the Flood Dragon’s voice came again, "Just this... if you’re so weak, why disturb my beautiful dream!"
In the next instant, the Flood Dragon soared, landing its massive body in the square, advancing towards Nangong Wentian, who was left utterly powerless by the true wrath of the Flood Dragon!
Terror abruptly filled Nangong Wentian’s eyes, as he hastily shouted to Wenping, "The people of Cangwu City are still in my grasp... and your Immortal Sect’s people... they’re being held by my men while transporting grain... Spare me, and I can release them... Sect Leader Wen, spare me this time!"