Chapter 66: Settlement

The white flood dragon came rushing to attack.

The White Water River trembled, and the two Well Dragon Kings also felt uneasy.

"Dragon Lord, please don't act hastily..."

Huang Yuan shouted loudly, his hand movements not feeling slow; countless incense divine powers, contrary to expectation, like black flying stars, condensed in the void into a huge dark mirror capable of seizing souls, and black light enveloped the white flood dragon.

Yet it was instantly pierced by the mighty divine power surging down from the white flood dragon's whole body; divine energy, like a rainbow, suddenly blasted into the unprepared Huang Yuan's body, accompanied by a painful hiss, Huang Yuan's expression changed, and the surrounding intense divine power was violently torn apart by the white flood dragon.

Most of his body instantly turned into flying blood mist, his eyes still filled with lingering panic and disbelief.

The gap between them was extremely huge.

He was completely unable to resist the White Water Dragon Lord's divine power.

The remaining Yellow Snake's dragon robe appeared, the Well Dragon King's divine authority manifested, as if boundless netherworld divine power manifested around him as a surging great river, yet panic and fear showed in his eyes.

Huang Yuan's cultivation was not weaker than his, even stronger by a third; Huang Yuan could not resist it, let alone him.

They severely underestimated this White Water Dragon Lord.

Even after being imprisoned for a thousand years, his cultivation was not something they could compare to.

He merely tried to grasp the last sliver of life with his mouth, shouting fiercely.

"White Water Dragon Lord, we too are Dragon Kings legitimately invested by the State and Harvest; you dare slaughter us, heavenly punishment will surely follow!"

But in that instant, the sharp cry ceased; yet one saw the countless incense divine powers condensed into a black divine office, as if struck by a white icy-cold divine power meteor from heaven, shattering into pieces; the black light gathered by the black divine office turned into fragments, and that white meteor violently tore apart the black divine realm, annihilating the yin soldiers and ghost generals that had just surged forth.

The Yellow Snake's entire body was also pierced through by the dragon's claw.

Cold air spread everywhere, simultaneously flowing out, a large expanse of the riverbed was frozen by the emanating chill.

The Yellow Snake's corpse fell stiffly to the ground, its chill still emanating.

Within the mighty mysterious cold divine power, a tall figure clad in mysterious black ceremonial robes appeared, and a disdainful voice sounded.

"Really a joke, just two vipers; what does it matter if I crush you?"

A cold smile appeared on Bai Nu's refined face.

Watching his true form gradually emerge beneath his feet, turning into two elongated horned poisonous snake corpses, he paid no heed.

As for divine law punishment, that's utterly impossible; every deity has its own territory, other deities intruding without permission absolutely have the power to dispose of them, and no one can object.

Heaven is vast, earth is vast, my territory is the greatest; this is the true portrayal of every deity.

"It's the White Water Dragon Lord, run!"

At this moment, the Black Fish Chief following Huang Yuan and beside the Yellow Snake, along with a group of spirit monsters, upon seeing this scene, already went weak in the limbs.

The dragon's might suppressed them; they had already been scared out of their wits.

Each rode the black wind, attempting to flee.

Bai Nu coldly snorted at the scene; he was indeed very vengeful.

He had not forgotten how those water sprites attacked Bai Li Ying!

"A gang of traitors colluding with external enemies, all die at the command of this god!"

The White Water Dragon Lord flew forth, again manifesting his true form as a white flood dragon tens of zhang long; at that moment, the dragon's head rose high, and suddenly a fierce cold current plummeted from the void, freezing the White Water; in an instant, it froze many spirit monsters, and simultaneously its tail swept down, brutally smashing those spirit monsters into bloody patties.

After slaughtering those water sprites to the last, Bai Nu only then slightly eased the resentment accumulated from being imprisoned for a thousand years.

Shortly afterward he assumed human form, and at the same time grabbed from the spot where Huang Yuan died; only a flowing light was seen flying up from the waterbottom into his hand.

That was an official seal.

The seal of the Prefect of Fengyang Prefecture.

The dragon and tiger aura flowing on that prefectural seal was forcibly suppressed by him with divine power.

He coldly gazed toward the direction of the Fengyang Prefecture Prefect's Office, his eyes brimming with intense killing intent.

His figure rose into the air, heading straight toward Fengyang Prefecture.

But in that instant, a layer of intense golden divine light spread outward from around Fengyang Prefecture City.

The golden light blocked Bai Nu; the City Lord of the Prefecture's divine figure emerged from within—a majestic divine silhouette clad in golden armor, holding a long sword.

A solemn voice came from within.

"Dragon Lord, quell your anger; Fengyang Prefecture City cannot withstand your wrath!"

That City Lord Deity solemnly regarded the white-water dragon lord approaching with anger, secretly feeling troubled.

The City Lord of the Prefecture likewise had not expected the White Water Dragon Lord to break free of the seal so quickly.

This Dragon Lord's divine power is not weaker than his, and because he possesses a physical body, embodied divinity, he might even be somewhat stronger.

"You little god, dare to block me?"

Bai Nu's face was expressionless, only his eyes brimming with intense killing intent.

He knew the origin of that City Lord Deity: a founding general of the Great Qian dynasty, who died in battle before Twin Phoenix Mountain in Fengyang Prefecture; the Great Qian emperor, moved by his loyalty and courage, specially had a martial temple built in Fengyang Prefecture to spread his deeds, after which he was enshrined by the State and Harvest God as the City Lord of the Prefecture.

His divine power is quite remarkable; the City Lord of the Prefecture's divine power exists as an equal in rank to his.

But since ancient times, deities' combat strength has not been measured by their divine station.

Deities of the same divine rank also differ in strength, and he is obviously not comparable to ordinary deities.

At his peak, he could possess a foundation nearly equivalent to metamorphosing into a true dragon.

The City Lord Deity calmly said: "Dragon Lord, you are my senior; as a junior, I naturally dare not contend with my senior, but protecting Fengyang Prefecture from evil intrusions is my duty; please forgive my transgression, senior."

Upon hearing this, the White Water Dragon Lord coldly smirked, fixing his gaze on the City Lord.

"You scoundrel are merely a follower of the tide; these demonic creatures come and go in Fengyang Prefecture without seeing you fulfill your duties, yet when I question you, you make excuses and obstruct; I now wish to see what ability you have to stop me, scoundrel."

Bai Nu's true anger was aroused; at this moment he again gripped the great seal of the Prefect's Office, holding righteousness in his hand, unafraid to take the lawsuit elsewhere.

Two mighty divine powers collided instantly at the city walls.

The violent shockwave of that collision made many heterodox dao practitioners within Fengyang Prefecture City faintly sense it.

Outside Fengyang Prefecture, inside the Red Flower Lady Temple.

At this moment, threads of golden light appeared on the eight-armed red-golden goddess statue, and a divine force inside seemed eager to break free from the golden body's restraints, but no matter what it could not do so; after a moment, it could only emit a faint sigh.

"The White Water Dragon Lord has manifested; when will I be able to reveal myself to the world?"

……

Inside and outside Fengyang Commandery, Zhang Jian also sensed the two vast and mighty surges of divine power, but he merely glanced at them before continuing to immerse himself in the transformation of the extreme yang spiritual energy within his body.

Such an opportunity is rare, so he naturally would seize the chance to solidify his foundation and completely condense the first strand of magical power within his body.

As for the White Water Dragon Lord seeking revenge, that has nothing to do with him.

……

Inside and outside the Governor's Residence, Daoist Qingyu naturally also sensed the malice of the white jiao lurking deep within the rain curtain, unhidden.

The entire Governor's Residence seemed to be stared down by a gigantic beast, its killing intent chilling to the bone.

Merely watching this scene, Daoist Qingyu instead felt a hint of envy in his eyes.

Daoist Qingyu knows his own affairs; although he fortunately succeeded in foundation establishment, due to a defect in his destiny prior to foundation establishment, his future potential is likely limited.

The best outcome would be, before dying peacefully, to receive the imperial investiture of a proper god; after sitting in dissolution, one could obtain a divine post and live carefree, then proceed on the path of longevity.

Although the path of divine cultivation is far more arduous than the path of immortal cultivation, there is still hope, which is better than outright death and disappearance of the Dao.

But right now, hope is shattered.

Yu Tongguang can barely protect himself; how could he possibly obtain imperial investiture as a god for him?