Chapter 14: Dragon King, Spirit God Body, Powerful Enemy!

Upon reaching the Spirit Master realm, the strength of each grade differs vastly.

Wanting to challenge across grades, how could it be easy?

Heiye broke out in a cold sweat, feeling in his heart that Li Qingran was truly too unwise.

The boss is formidable, but in the end his cultivation time is too short.

If given enough time to grow, who in Huaxia could stop him?

What Fang Tian War God Lu Qianji, Myriad Beasts Fire Venerable Xiao Xuan — they're not even worth a damn.

As long as the green mountains remain, there's no fear of lacking firewood.

Li Qingran naturally saw through the crooked-mouthed old man's strength, but a mere third-grade Spirit Master wasn't enough to make him wary.

He still had trump cards unplayed.

Li Qingran was a one-in-ten-thousand Spirit God Body, simultaneously possessing multiple Guardian Spirits within his body, and all of them were SSS-grade Demon-type Guardian Spirits.

No matter how strong the crooked-mouthed old man was, before him he'd have to obediently lie down.

Faced with Li Qingran's provocation, the crooked-mouthed old man's expression turned ugly.

He couldn't sense Li Qingran's spirit power fluctuations; obviously the latter possessed means to conceal his cultivation.

But he absolutely didn't believe that Li Qingran, so young, could be stronger than him, even if he'd started cultivating from the womb.

He could only say a newborn calf fears no tiger.

"Crooked-Mouth War God? Daring to address me like that, you're the first. Seems I haven't walked the jianghu for too long! The younger generation all don't know who I am."

Twenty years ago, his four-character title Di Hen Zunzhe was known to all in the Spirit Master world.

If not for fear of delaying the Dragon King's important matter, the Dragon King having repeatedly instructed them to keep a low profile, he truly wished he could announce his venerable title and watch this little brat wet himself in fright.

"Is this person famous?" Li Qingran's inquiring gaze turned to Heiye.

But Di Hen Zunzhe was ultimately a figure who rose to fame twenty years ago; having vanished without a trace for so many years, who could remember him except old Spirit Masters?

"Don't know him." Heiye strained his single eye wide, trying to recognize him.

In Di Hen Zunzhe's eyes, this became mockery.

He grinned with his crooked mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth: "Good, after I deal with this young one, I'll slowly take care of you. I'll gouge out your eye and see how big it is!"

Heiye shivered.

Is this my fault too?

The next instant, Di Hen Zunzhe's domineering aura leaked out, his momentum surging.

Heiye only felt a stuffiness in his chest, unable to endure such terrifying pressure.

He looked at Li Qingran; the latter stood tall like a pine, calm as water, completely unaffected.

Battle was on the verge of breaking out!

However, right at this moment, a dragon's roar suddenly came from the distant sky.

A gigantic golden fish-dragon, bathing in the heavy rain, emerged from the cloud layers, swimming over, getting closer and closer.

Finally, it halted above Black Cloud Mountain Villa.

Dragon head, fish body, resembling a dragon yet not a dragon, resembling a fish yet not a fish.

The aura it exuded revealed this demon beast's extraordinariness.

Looking more closely, atop the dragon head stood a man wearing a black cloak, his entire body concealed, his facial features indistinguishable.

Heiye looked at the demon beast, only feeling he'd heard of it somewhere, but suddenly couldn't recall.

"What Guardian Spirit is this? It looks so familiar."

Tonight, big shots are truly gathering.

Little Black Sea City, winds and clouds changing, crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

Tonight, a solemn expression appeared on Li Qingran's face for the first time.

He gazed at the fish-dragon suspended in midair and slowly spoke: "Chiwen, didn't expect someone still possesses this kind of Guardian Spirit."

In myth and legend, the dragon has nine sons, none of whom become dragons — Qiniu, Yazi, Chaofeng, Pulao, Suanni, Bixi, Bi'an, Fuxi, Chiwen.

Chiwen is the ninth son, of the water element in the Five Elements.

Upon seeing the black-clothed man, Di Hen Zunzhe's expression suddenly changed; he bowed at the waist and saluted: "Greetings, Dragon King!"

"Elder Di Hen, have you forgotten my command?"

The black-clothed man's light, casual sentence made Di Hen Zunzhe feel like he was sitting on pins and needles; he immediately explained.

"Dragon King, as you see, it's because the formation array was damaged. I feared delaying the important matter, so I came out..."

The black-clothed man, high above like a celestial god, ordered: "You withdraw. I have my own arrangements."

"As you command."

Di Hen Zunzhe looked at Li Qingran and grinned savagely: "Count yourself lucky, to die by the Lord's hand. If it were me, I'd definitely capture you and make you male concubines hahaha..."

Heiye only felt his chrysanthemum tighten, a chill running down his back.

Having spoken, Di Hen Zunzhe jumped into the black coffin, the coffin lid closing.

The entire coffin rose into the air and sped toward the horizon.

"Want to leave? Did you get my permission?" Li Qingran snorted coldly and punched out across the void.

Demonic spirit power swept out, forming a semi-transparent giant fist.

Boom!

An explosion sounded; one saw an ancient, weathered stone stele block Li Qingran's spirit power giant fist.

Accurately speaking, it was a dragon-turtle carrying a stone stele.

The sixth of the dragon's nine sons — Bixi, shaped like a turtle, fond of bearing heavy loads, strength infinite, able to carry even the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, earth element in the Five Elements, defense astonishing.

"Spirit God Body!"

Hei Ye was shocked beyond measure, and couldn't help crying out.

This was still his first time seeing a Spirit God Body in reality.

Li Qingran was also a Spirit God Body, but Hei Ye didn't know.

The black-clothed man laughed proudly: "Some insight. Among Spirit Masters, there is a kind of person who can awaken several Guardian Spirits. Such people are one in ten thousand — that is the Spirit God Body. Like Ba Xia, I have nine in total."

And the terror of the Spirit God Body lies not only in being able to accommodate multiple self-awakened Guardian Spirits.

What's even more exaggerated is that the Spirit God Body's growth has no upper limit; as long as one's cultivation is sufficient, they can accommodate countless Guardian Spirits from the outside world.

With a thought from Li Qingran, a silver-haired handsome man in ancient attire condensed behind him — precisely his Guardian Spirit, Yin Lingzi.

This black-clothed man was already worthy of Li Qingran going all out.

Yin Lingzi was likewise rarely serious; just now inside Li Qingran's body, he had seen the black-clothed man's movements clearly.

The black-clothed man had just summoned Ba Xia to block Li Qingran's attack, clearly using a Spirit Technique — Instant Summon!

So-called Instant Summon, as the name suggests, is instantly summoning a Guardian Spirit.

When ordinary Spirit Masters summon Guardian Spirits, the Guardian Spirit can only appear fixed behind the Spirit Master.

But Instant Summon can make it appear at a position chosen by the Spirit Master, like teleportation.

Instantly summoning a Guardian Spirit at any position is extremely difficult, and consumes Spirit Power tremendously.

Spirit Masters who can master Instant Summon are all extremely rare geniuses!

Yin Lingzi could be certain that what the black-clothed man used earlier was Instant Summon.

This is indeed a formidable enemy.

Yin Lingzi sighed and said: "Looks like this time's enemy will need Brother Feng and Brother Yu to step in."

"Instant Summon consumes Spirit Power and Mental Power tremendously; the more times it's used in a short period, the more the consumption multiplies.

After that person finished using Instant Summon, there didn't seem to be much in the way of side effects."

Seeing that Venerable Di Hen had already gone far away, the black-clothed man recalled Ba Xia, looking like he had no intention of making a move again.

He laughed: "Young man, no need to be tense; another day, if there's a chance, we'll fight again!

Grow up quickly; the current you isn't qualified enough to be my opponent."

With that said, he mounted Chi Wen, preparing to leave.