Chapter 1839

Bang.

The ground trembled, the world in his palm shook as well; the force was so great that the Black Water Flood Dragon was flung flat onto the ground, face‑to‑face with the earth, the icy sensation preventing him from rising, or… resisting. His pride‑filled strength now seemed so feeble, so base.

No matter how he tried to move, he could not rise; his head was pressed against the ground, constantly rubbing against it.

The Black Water Flood Dragon had never felt such humiliation, being crushed by a human's power; with his Second Tribulation cultivation, he could do nothing now, and he was once again reduced to the miserable struggle for survival of his early days—a nightmare that had haunted him his whole life.

Get up!

The Black Water Flood Dragon was unwilling to fall just like that; he did not want to endure the humiliation he had suffered all his life again, so he struggled, his whole body writhing, his sinuous form twisting nonstop, his tail lashing toward Chen Chuyang in an attempt to swat him away.

Chen Chuyang raised his other hand, forefinger pointing up, lightning crackling.

Crackle—

Lightning flashed over his fingers, the power of the tribulation condensed and shot straight toward the Black Water Flood Dragon's tail; its hard scales and its entire defense were as fragile as tofu, the finger pierced them, and immediately countless tribulation forces exploded, detonating from within the dragon's body.

In that instant, the tribulation's power spread through his whole body; the Black Water Flood Dragon's body shuddered, his eyes about to roll white, his tail could not be lifted, as if he had lost strength, the tribulation's power paralyzed his body and destroyed its structure.

His whole body paralyzed, Chen Chuyang released his grip, stood on the Black Water Flood Dragon's head, looked down contemptuously: "Your strength is no more than this; I'm disappointed—I thought you might somehow obtain some essence of the True Dragon, but you're still just a useless snake."

"Being able to transform into a flood dragon is due to this place's reliance; relying on your own power alone, you might never manage to transform in a lifetime."

"Any other tricks left? If not, then I'll send you on your way."

Chen Chuyang was curious how many divine abilities he still had; this Black Water Flood Dragon was not weak, but unfortunately he had encountered Chen Chuyang, a monster—if it were the Chen Chuyang of a dozen years ago, perhaps he would have feared him and been unable to deal with him.

He was terribly unlucky to run into the present Chen Chuyang; dealing with him was as easy as taking candy from a baby.

"Cough cough cough." The Black Water Flood Dragon coughed up several mouthfuls of fresh blood, his eyes finally regaining a glimmer of spirit as he stared at Chen Chuyang.

Gone was his initial arrogance; he recognized the gap between them—the human before him was immensely strong in every way, unbeatable for him, the disparity huge; continuing to resist would only bring misfortune upon himself.

"Human, you are strong, I admit." The Black Water Flood Dragon still would not bow his head; proud as he was, he would not simply accept the present situation.

"But if you want to obtain everything inside the Blackwater Dragon Palace, you need me."

This was his sole chance to survive, and also his final trump card for whether he could live through Chen Chuyang's hands.

"Oh?" Chen Chuyang asked in surprise: "What use are you? What can you bring me?"

Chen Chuyang also wanted to know his function; inside the Blackwater Dragon Palace he knew nothing, but the Black Water Flood Dragon guarding this place surely knew many secrets and much inside information—what was going on in there, Chen Chuyang needed to know.

Knowing oneself and knowing the enemy ensures victory in a hundred battles.

"Speak up; don't try to deceive me, or I'll make you know the consequences of deceiving me." Chen Chuyang said coldly, not giving him a second chance—whether the Black Water Flood Dragon could seize the opportunity depended on his choice.

The Black Water Flood Dragon did not trust Chen Chuyang; to be precise, he trusted no human.

"You must guarantee that after I speak you will let me go." The Black Water Flood Dragon needed a promise; otherwise he would not speak.

Humans are not trustworthy—something all demons know—and the Black Water Flood Dragon naturally needed to be wary, fearing that after he spilled everything, this person would ultimately let him… die, something humans often do.

Whether flood dragon or true dragon, even any demon beast, every part is treasure, useful in every way; humans need the flesh, blood, bones of all kinds of demon beasts, and his entire lineage makes his body highly valuable—demons would be moved by it, let alone humans.

"Do you think you have the qualifications to bargain with me?" Chen Chuyang sneered: "Remember, you are now a prisoner; whether you speak or not, I can find out anyway—it would just take a few more means—you wouldn't think I lack ways to deal with you, would you?"

"Little flood dragon, you only get one chance; if you don't speak, you'll lose the chance to speak."

Chen Chuyang raised his hand; the Hunyuan Pill Fire appeared, wrapping his body; the Black Water Flood Dragon cried out in terror: "Wait, wait, human, wait—I'll speak, I'll tell you everything you want to know."

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me."

In the face of death, all are equal; the proud Black Water Flood Dragon lowered his head and begged for mercy.

He could no longer sit still; Chen Chuyang broke the pattern, moving directly to refine him—from that flame, the Black Water Flood Dragon sensed the breath of death; if he truly persisted, he would be burned to ashes, and this human before him was certainly not joking, nor… deceiving him.

Chen Chuyang truly wanted to kill him; the Black Water Flood Dragon did not want to die, did not want to perish for a secret, and still wished to transform into a true dragon—how could he possibly die like this?

"Too late—I gave you the chance, you didn't cherish it; since that's the case…"

"You may die in peace."

The Hunyuan Pill Fire fell, completely enveloping his body; the Black Water Flood Dragon resisted, trying to smother the flames, not wanting to die nor become ashes in the fire; Chen Chuyang watched this scene, suppressing the Black Water Flood Dragon so he could not resist.

The Black Water Flood Dragon wanted to rise, wanted to use his divine abilities, but could not.

No!

I don't want to die!

The Black Water Flood Dragon burned all over, wracked with pain; he truly wanted to… live.

Seeing that it was about enough, Chen Chuyang stepped away from the Black Water Flood Dragon, no longer suppressing him, watching from afar as he quickly formed seals with both hands.

Refine demon into elixir.

Refine.

The Hunyuan Pill Fire quickly blazed up, growing vigorous, enveloping the Black Water Flood Dragon, his entire body engulfed in flames, leaving nothing behind.

Soon, the Black Water Flood Dragon's resistance weakened, his body shrank, rapidly shrinking.

From the size of a mountain, he shrank to the size of a head, still shrinking further, his entire being becoming a single pill.

Finally, the pill grew to fist‑size and could shrink no further; all of the Black Water Flood Dragon's essence was contained within it—his dragon pearl, his bloodline, or rather his demonic power and essence—everything condensed into a single point.

He reached out and seized the pill, gazing at the tempting‑scented elixir before him; even he felt like eating it—the pill condensed from the Second Tribulation Black Water Flood Dragon was a treasure, its efficacy surpassing that of a ninth‑grade elixir.

"Kid, give it to me, hurry up and give it to me." Heishanyang could not wait, wanting only to devour that pill.