Chapter 262

Fortunately... fortunately, I did not recklessly provoke this master just now.

Otherwise, my fate would likely be a hundred times more miserable than those armies instantly erased!

Yueyue, Lianxing, Li Xunhuan, and a host of other Wu Lin elders were so stirred that they could hardly contain themselves.

Although they were well-traveled and experienced, such a world-destroying, terrifying scene was a first in their lives!

They knew that from this day forward, the entire Jianghu landscape would undergo earth-shattering changes because of the appearance of this black flood dragon before them!

A new era is about to arrive!

And Dai Dai Qisi, Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and other Menming Sect leaders atop Bright Summit.

After the initial extreme shock, what surged in their hearts was endless fanaticism and worship!

An army of one hundred thousand, annihilated with a flip of the hand?!

Such divine might is truly unprecedented in history, unmatched by anyone!

With such a powerful existence presiding over them, how could their Menming Sect fail to unify the Jianghu and restore its former glory?!

Zhu Wushi knelt before Brother Ning Chuan, trembling like a sieve, his eyes filled with endless fear and despair.

He no longer possessed the arrogant arrogance of before, nor the slightest demeanor of a Earth Immortal.

Like a condemned prisoner about to be sent to the guillotine, he kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, wailing hoarsely:

"Flood... Flood Dragon Island Lord... Spare my life! Spare my life!"

"This... this humble one had eyes but did not recognize Mount Tai! I offended the Island Lord's tiger might! I beg the Island Lord's great generosity to spare this dog's life!"

He knew that today, he had truly kicked a steel plate.

Moreover, it was a ten-thousand-year-old black iron plate capable of crushing him into powder!

Brother Ning Chuan looked at Zhu Wushi's ugly, humble, life-begging appearance, and a hint of disdain and disgust flashed in his eyes.

He did not act immediately.

Instead, with a wave of his Long Zhao, he took out a Wu Gong manual emitting a sinister aura from Zhu Wushi's shattered chest.

It was the infamous Absorption Art, capable of absorbing others' internal energy and converting it for one's own use!

Brother Ning Chuan casually flipped through a few pages, then stored it in his storage space.

Although this Cultivation Method was sinister, it had some merits and might be useful in the future.

After finishing all this, he once again cast his cold gaze upon Zhu Wushi.

No words were spoken.

His massive Long Zhao, covered in hard scales, suddenly descended!

"No—!!!"

Zhu Wushi let out a shrill scream filled with despair and unwillingness!

But, it was all in vain!

"Splat!"

A dull thud!

This Iron-Blooded Divine Marquis, who once held power over the court, shook Great Ming with his might, and even dared to attempt overthrowing imperial authority to achieve eternal hegemony.

Was directly smashed into a pile of minced meat by Brother Ning Chuan's single claw, like a fly being swatted!

Soul and spirit both destroyed! Died without a whole body!

Immediately after, Brother Ning Chuan shifted his mind.

A torrent of demonic energy surged from his body, instantly wrapping and condensing Zhu Wushi's Earth Immortal Jin Dan energy!

Moments later, a golden pill, more condensed and brilliant than the real Jin Dan of Southern Murong Bo and Xu Yanbing before, emitting an even stronger energy fluctuation, appeared in his Long Zhao!

This is the source Jin Dan of an Earth Immortal expert!

Its value is immeasurable!

Looking at the golden Jin Dan in his hand, Brother Ning Chuan revealed a satisfied smile.

The gains from today's battle were truly... extremely abundant!

Without hesitation, he opened his flood dragon mouth and directly swallowed this Earth Immortal Jin Dan, which contained torrential energy, into his belly!

Then, he fully activated the Sky Flood Dragon Nine Turns Cultivation Method to begin refining this massive energy!

Boom-boom-boom!!!

An energy torrent far more terrifying and pure than any previous time suddenly erupted within his body!

His black flood dragon Jin Dan, nourished by this Earth Immortal Jin Dan energy, began to spin wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The dragon patterns coiling upon it became even clearer and more vivid, as if they would come to life at any moment!

The aura emanating from Brother Ning Chuan also climbed wildly at a terrifying speed that made one's heart tremble!

Originally, after surviving the Flood Dragon Tribulation, his cultivation base had reached the realm of Great Master Second Turn (corresponding to two dragon patterns on the flood dragon Jin Dan).

Refining three Fomen relics comparable to half-step Earth Immortals before had pushed his cultivation base to break through to the Great Master Fourth Turn (four dragon patterns on the flood dragon Jin Dan) realm.

And now, after refining this genuine Earth Immortal Jin Dan!

His cultivation base broke through again, unstoppable as a river breaking a dam!

Fifth Turn!

Sixth Turn!

The fifth and sixth mysterious dragon patterns on the flood dragon Jin Dan successively appeared!

Finally, his cultivation base stabilized firmly at the Peak realm of the Sixth Turn!

The seventh dragon pattern on the flood dragon Jin Dan already faintly showed a trace; it only needed a slight opportunity to fully condense and take shape!

Brother Ning Chuan felt the torrential demonic energy within him, now several times stronger than before, as well as the even more condensed and powerful flood dragon Jin Dan.

His heart was filled with unspeakable heroic ambition!

He tilted his head to the heavens and let out a dragon's roar that shook the nine heavens, brimming with boundless joy and might!

"Auuu——！！！！！"

The howl shook heaven and earth, echoing across all four directions!

Every mountain, river, plant, and tree within a hundred li of Guangmingding trembled as if in fear, bowing in worship before that dragon's roar!

Its might surpassed its previous strength by tenfold!

The martial artists watching from below the mountain, and the Daoyuming Sect members atop Guangmingding,

had long been so utterly stunned by Ning Chuan's successive acts of defiance against heaven that they were numb with awe.

They could only kneel upon the ground, trembling like the most devout believers, filled with boundless reverence and terror toward this dragon lord, who seemed like a god or demon.

They had believed that today's events had already been settled—after Zhu Wushi, the Iron-Dan Divine Marquis, was slain, and the hundred-thousand-strong army was reduced to ashes.

Taohuadao and the Daoyuming Sect would now, under Ning Chuan's leadership, enter a glorious new era, untouched by any who dared challenge them.

Yet, at this very moment,

Ning Chuan's pale golden dragon eyes, which had just calmed the terrifying aura radiating from his body, suddenly narrowed slightly.

Slowly, he lifted his massive dragon head, his gaze piercing through endless void to gaze upon a mist-shrouded peak far beyond Guangmingding.

A faint, enigmatic smile curved his lips; his voice, calm, carried a touch of quiet mockery as he spoke:

"Heh, True Person Zhang, you've watched this show long enough."

"Must I, the Lord, personally reach out and summon you out?"