Chapter 225

“It is absolutely true! It is said that the East Sea Flood Dragon Lord really arrived at Mount Mount Qingliang in Northern Liang when the seven-day deadline arrived!”

“He... he fought the entire Northern Liang Prince’s Mansion with his own strength! That scene was simply... heaven-destroying and earth-shattering!”

“I heard that the Northern Liang Prince Xu Xiao deployed those thirty thousand Snow Dragon Riders into a supreme military formation capable of suppressing Land Immortals!”

“The baleful aura of that formation condensed into a silver snow dragon a thousand zhang long! Its might was so great that it could change the color of the heavens and earth!”

“But... but in front of that Flood Dragon Lord, it... it couldn’t even withstand a single move before being blasted to pieces by a Purple Heaven Divine Thunder that descended from the sky!”

“The thirty thousand Snow Dragon Riders suffered countless casualties and were routed on the spot!”

“This... this is too exaggerated, right?! That is an army of thirty thousand! Not thirty thousand chickens!”

“That’s not all! It is said that afterwards, the legendary Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai’a, and the Sword God Li Li Chungang, who opened the Heavenly Gate with one sword after twenty years of self-imprisonment, both appeared and joined forces to fight that Flood Dragon Lord!”

“And the result? What was the result?”

“The result... the result was that both Sword Gods were also defeated! Defeated... miserably! It is said that they didn’t even leave behind their bones, and their souls were completely extinguished!”

“Hiss—! Even the two great Sword Gods joining forces were not his match?! Then... to what terrifying level has this Flood Dragon Lord’s strength reached?!”

“The... the most critical thing is that the Northern Liang Prince Xu Xiao, and his two equally talented daughters, Xu Xu Weixiong and Xu Xu Zhihu, seem to... seem to have also...”

“What happened? Speak quickly!”

“It is said that Xu Xu Zhihu was captured alive by that Flood Dragon Lord and her whereabouts are unknown! And the Northern Liang Prince Xu Xiao was even personally... tortured to death by his own two daughters, Xu Xu Weixiong and the fallen Western Chu princess Jiang Ni, in front of hundreds of thousands of Jianghu guests! His death was incomparably miserable!”

“What?! This... how could this be?! Why would Xu Xu Weixiong and Jiang Ni kill their own father/benefactor?!”

“It is said that it was that Flood Dragon Lord who publicly exposed some of the Northern Liang Prince Xu Xiao’s ugly deeds from back then! He said that Xu Xu Weixiong and Jiang Ni were actually the daughters of Xu Xiao’s father’s killers! They were raised by Xu Xiao, who they mistakenly called father!”

“My god! This Northern Liang Prince Xu Xiao was actually... actually such a despicable, shameless, and heinous person?!”

“No wonder! No wonder he was called the ‘Human Butcher’! He simply... deserved to die!”

“A generation of Human Butcher has fallen! The Northern Liang Prince’s Mansion has also completely... disappeared from this world.”

“Sigh, it is truly... lamentable.”

For a time, the entire Jianghu was completely boiling because of this news!

Everyone who heard this news felt their scalps go numb and their hearts and gallbladders crack!

The name of the East Sea Flood Dragon Lord, Ning Chuan, resounded throughout the entire world at this moment!

He became a taboo-like existence that no one dared to mention easily, and no one dared to provoke easily!

His reputation had even surpassed those so-called Land Immortals, reaching a brand new, mythical realm that people could only look up to!

……

Wu Family Sword Tomb.

This ancient family, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, living by the sword and treating the sword as a tomb.

At this moment, it was also filled with gravity.

Deep within the Sword Tomb, an old man with white hair and beard, a withered face, but exceptionally sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through people’s hearts, was quietly listening to the report of a middle-aged clansman before him.

This old man was the contemporary ancestor of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, an old monster with unfathomable strength who had long stepped into the realm of Land Immortals.

“Ancestor, the Northern Liang Prince’s Mansion... has really been destroyed,” the middle-aged clansman said with a trembling voice. “That East Sea Flood Dragon Lord suppressed everything with his own strength.”

The Wu Family ancestor remained silent for a long, long time after hearing this.

Finally, he sighed slowly and said in a hoarse voice: “Sigh... the era has truly changed.”

“This world is destined to be in chaos after all.”

He paused, a complex light flashing in his eyes, and continued: “I heard that when the Sword God Li Li Chungang fell, he left the peerless famous sword in his hand—Great Liang Dragon Sparrow—in Northern Liang.”

“That sword was forged by our Wu family ancestors and has a very deep connection with our Wu Family Sword Tomb.”

“Perhaps... we should send someone to take a trip to Mount Mount Qingliang.”

“To see if we can... trade it back from the hands of that Flood Dragon Lord.”

He knew that this matter was extremely dangerous, but for the inheritance of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, he had to try.

……

On the shore of the East Sea, Martial Emperor City.

On the city tower that stood on the city wall, as if trying to compete with the heavens.

A man dressed in plain white cloth, with an ordinary face, but exuding a supreme, invincible, and domineering aura, stood with his hands behind his back, looking out at the surging sea.

He was the one who called himself “Number One Under Heaven”—the Martial Emperor City Lord, Wang Wang Xianzhi!

He had also heard the news about the Battle of the East Sea.

For the first time, a look of genuine interest appeared in his calm eyes.

“East Sea Flood Dragon Lord? Ning Chuan?”

“Interesting, truly interesting.”

“To be able to suppress two great Sword Gods and destroy an army of thirty thousand with one’s own strength.”

“Such strength, such means, have long surpassed the scope of the mundane.”

“Perhaps... only he is qualified to be my, Wang Wang Xianzhi’s, opponent!”

“And only he can help me... break through that final step and glimpse the scenery of a higher level!”

He planned to wait a few more days, until his state was adjusted to the extreme.

Then he would personally go to Taohuadao in the East Sea to meet that legendary East Sea Flood Dragon Lord!

To verify his own Dao of martial arts with a hearty battle! And to... seek that final breakthrough!

……

Liyang Dynasty, Imperial Capital Taian City.

Inside the magnificent and heavily guarded imperial palace, the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.

The young Liyang Emperor Zhao Dun, after hearing the detailed report from his secret agents about the Battle of Northern Liang.

His face, which had originally carried a bit of immaturity and gloom, was now filled with indescribable complex emotions.

There was shock, anger, and also... a hint of undisguisable ecstasy!

The shock was that the strength of that East Sea Flood Dragon Lord had actually reached such a terrifying level!

The anger was that he had actually been treated as a chess piece by that old dog Xu Xiao, used to threaten that terrifying existence!

And the ecstasy was...

That thorn in his side, that flesh in his eye—the Northern Liang Prince’s Mansion—which had always been like a poisonous thorn deeply stuck in his heart, making him unable to sleep or eat.

Had actually... had actually been destroyed just like that?!

For him, this was undoubtedly a piece of great news!

But, after the ecstasy, what followed was endless headaches and troubles.

Although the Northern Liang Prince’s Mansion had been destroyed, the Northern Mang Dynasty, which had been eyeing the Central Plains with covetous eyes, was about to take advantage of the situation!

Once the protection of the thirty thousand Snow Dragon Riders of Northern Liang was lost.

The million iron cavalry of Northern Mang could drive straight in and trample the Central Plains!

By then, his Liyang Dynasty would also be... in imminent danger!

“My dear ministers, what are your views... on this matter?”

Zhao Dun looked at the civil and military officials below who were silent as cicadas in winter and looking at each other, and asked in a hoarse voice.

The ministers discussed it, but they were all at their wits’ end.

Send troops to Northern Liang? How could Liyang’s troops compete with the fierce Northern Mang iron cavalry?

Ask that East Sea Flood Dragon Lord for help? Are you kidding me! That is a ruthless person who destroyed the Northern Liang Prince’s Mansion just by saying so! It’s good enough not to provoke him, let alone ask him for help?

Finally, it was the current Chief Minister Zhang Zhang Julu, who had been standing in the corner, silent and looking a bit sickly, who spoke slowly and put forward a bold suggestion that shocked everyone:

“Your Majesty, this minister believes that there is only one way to deal with the current situation.”

“That is... to enfeoff the entire Northern Liang Dao to that East Sea Flood Dragon Lord of Taohuadao!”

“Trade one territory for the peace of a country! Use the supreme divine might of that Flood Dragon Lord to resist the Northern Mang iron cavalry that is about to head south!”

“This is... the strategy of driving the tiger to swallow the wolf!”