Chapter 298

Returning to the temporary nest on the seabed, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon took out from an underground nest a cage entirely constructed of ice crystals.

Inside was a rather gorgeous seven-colored spirit fish, and adding the one it had previously caught, they now totaled two.

After placing both seven-scaled fish into the ice-crystal cage, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon nodded in satisfaction.

Having a pair, this counts as a barely presentable Nascent Soul congratulatory gift.

"Ao——!!"

This made the Cold Chant Flood Dragon excitedly let out a long howl.

Rolling dragon might swept outward, frightening the demon beasts and ordinary fish in the surrounding sea into scattering and fleeing.

Leaving aside other talk, with the strength of the Cold Chant Flood Dragon as a late third-stage demon beast and its flood dragon identity, it could practically dominate this coastal area, and truly not many demon beasts dare to challenge it.

Actually, this area originally belonged to a mid third-stage sea beast, but after the Cold Chant Flood Dragon arrived, it directly drove that demon beast away.

The other side didn't even fight the Cold Chant Flood Dragon; upon seeing it and sensing its late third-stage flood dragon aura, it voluntarily yielded its territory.

The Cold Chant Flood Dragon had no hesitation either; after all, it only needed to catch two seven-scaled fish, then leave, and wouldn't linger occupying this place.

Now the task is complete, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon prepares to leave.

But before it could leave, it suddenly raised its head and stared.

It turned its head toward a direction and looked.

It saw a huge crab phantom swaying slowly into its view.

This was a giant sea crab, its whole body brownish-red, with eight eyes on its head, one large and one small pincer, walking sideways appearing to roam without fear.

Its eight eyes stared at the Cold Chant Flood Dragon, clearly wary yet still it approached.

This eight-eyed pincer crab was the original master of this place; it had left voluntarily after the Cold Chant Flood Dragon arrived, but never expected it to return.

Most importantly.

On its back, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon saw two human figures.

"Originally releasing those two 'seven-scaled fish' was to bait those human Golden Core cultivators, but instead of waiting for the Golden Core cultivators, we ended up waiting for a late third-stage flood dragon?"

A somewhat doubtful voice came from atop the eight-eyed pincer crab's back.

As they drew nearer, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon finally made out the appearance of the figures standing on the eight-eyed pincer crab's shell.

The speaker earlier was a woman, wearing a dress inlaid with many crystal pearls and shells, her azure blue hair flowing freely like in seawater, almost no different from an ordinary human, except her ears were like an elf's—fine and long—and she held in her hand a blue-and-white woven seashell.

Beside her stood a man, at least one zhang tall, stalwart and upright, with a short blue haircut, ears like the woman's—not human—grasping a dark blue trident that rippled with faint waves in the surging seawater, seemingly a fine magical treasure.

Seeing these two, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon's expression instantly turned solemn.

Because it sensed a considerable threat from these two!

According to its understanding, that woman is at least late third-stage, while that stalwart man is perhaps even stronger—maybe third-stage perfected, comparable to a human Golden Core perfected cultivator!

"\"Pearl, this flood dragon is not bad. \" Gazing at the Cold Chant Flood Dragon, the stalwart man spoke in a deep, resonant voice."

His gaze fell on the Cold Chant Flood Dragon; the woman called Pearl nodded thoughtfully.

"\"Indeed, if Hai Xin you can subdue it, then in this intra-clan grand competition you might have a chance to earn a good ranking. \""

They are one of the three great sea clans, the Qi Zhou clan!

Regarding Pearl's words, Hai Xin neither affirmed nor denied; he merely fixed a blazing gaze on the Cold Chant Flood Dragon, ripples spreading across his body, full of confidence:

"\"Subdue it, and I will secure the lead! \"

Although the Cold Chant Flood Dragon hasn't fully awakened its spiritual wisdom, as a late third-stage flood dragon plus the influence of Yunhe, its spiritual wisdom is actually not low; it can understand the other party's communication.

Instantly, contempt rose in its eyes.

"Do they also want to subdue me?"

It immediately flicked its tail, not even glancing at them, and shot toward the water surface.

With the "Cloud Escape Talisman" given by Yunhe, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon confidently believed it could leave whenever it wanted.

Seeing this, Hai Xin and Pearl exchanged a glance.

"\"Chase! \"

They immediately, without hesitation, manipulated the water flow into two extremely swift water arrows shooting at the Cold Chant Flood Dragon.

One must say, as sea clan members, their escape speed in the ocean is indeed quite fast; even though the Cold Chant Flood Dragon is also very adept at controlling water, it is being visibly drawn closer by them.

Especially Hai Xin's trident in his hand, constantly rippling in the surging water flow, seems to greatly enhance his speed as well.

However, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon also isn't rushing to use the "Cloud Escape Talisman," because the sea surface is right before its eyes, and it wants to see whether they can maintain such speed after leaving the water.

"Hum——"

"Just."

Suddenly, a formation sprang up out of nowhere, and without the Cold Chant Flood Dragon expecting it, it was enveloped!

Together with it, in fact Pearl and Hai Xin, these two sea clan members, were also caught.

"\"A trap?! \"

Seeing this, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon had not yet reacted, while Hai Xin and Pearl immediately halted their movements, their faces showing a hint of shock.

"Could it be that this flood dragon is a trap set by human cultivators?"

"Did they see through our trap, thus turning the tables?"

"Actually, it's not just them."

"At this moment, on the deck of a huge treasure ship above the sea, the cultivators of the Nine Dragon Sect all wore looks of surprise and astonishment."

"They naturally came here for that late third-stage flood dragon; how come not only that flood dragon, but also two others—"

"\"Sea clan?! \"

"Senior Brother Yang, seeing the appearance of those two on the sea surface, couldn't help but exclaim."

"As a seaside sect, the Nine Dragon Sect's upper echelons have indeed imparted some information about the sea clan."

"\"The Qi Zhou clan among the three great sea clans? \" Shang Yunfei tightened his grip on the ancient scroll.

Not only because of the Sea Tribe's identity, but also because of the strength aura shown by the other party, Shang Yunfei felt a considerable threat.

Shang Yunfei and Senior Brother Yang focused most of their attention on the two Sea Tribe members, but Junior Sister Liu gazed at the snow-white Cold Chant Flood Dragon, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Suddenly.

Junior Sister Liu seemed to have suddenly thought of something; her bright eyes constricted, and she couldn't help exclaiming:

"Cold Chant Flood Dragon?"

Her reaction naturally drew the attention of Shang Yunfei and Senior Brother Yang.

Senior Brother Yang, who likewise glanced at the Cold Chant Flood Dragon, immediately showed surprise, which was quickly replaced by bitterness as he tugged at the corner of his mouth and muttered:

"It really is a Cold Chant Flood Dragon."

He just said, how could they find a late-stage third-rank flood dragon in this nearby sea area? It turns out to be a Cold Chant Flood Dragon!

Seeing their odd behavior, Shang Yunfei couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Immediately, it was Junior Sister Liu who spoke:

"Senior Brother Shang, you've been in seclusion in the sect for years and don't know this, but this Cold Chant Flood Dragon is likely the mount of the newly ascended Yuan Ying Old Monster 'Feng Lao Mo' from the Ice Immortal Pavilion."

"Newly ascended Yuan Ying Old Monster 'Feng Lao Mo'?" Shang Yunfei couldn't help furrowing his brows.

Afterward, Junior Sister Liu briefly informed Shang Yunfei via divine sense about everything concerning Yunhe and his identity.

After hearing this, Shang Yunfei's expression immediately sank.

They actually set their sights on the mount of a Yuan Ying Old Monster, even though it was the mount of a Yuan Ying Cultivator.

This flood dragon looks like it can't be captured today.

That's that then.

In order to capture this Cold Chant Flood Dragon, the two Sea Tribe members present here seem unable to settle things peacefully today.

"Woo—"

Just then.

Only see the Sea Tribe woman named Zhenzhu placing the blue-and-white intertwined seashell to her lips, blowing out a low yet resonant sound that carries far.

"Not good!"

Seeing this, Shang Yunfei's expression changed abruptly; he flipped his wrist, the ancient scroll in his hand vanished, replaced by a flying sword.

As he flicked his finger to launch it, the flying sword shot toward Zhenzhu, who was blowing the seashell below.

Clang!!

But before the flying sword could strike Zhenzhu, a trident appeared before her, blocking the incoming sword.

Seeing this, Shang Yunfei was not surprised; he formed a hand seal with both hands and shouted lowly:

"Swift!"

One sees the flying sword deflected by the trident turn, and instantly a flood dragon phantom appears on the sword, quickly splitting into three; after a whistle, they immediately lunge toward Zhenzhu.

"Nine Dragon Sect's 'Dragon Shadow Technique'?" Haixin raised his eyebrows, his knotted muscles bulging as he waved his trident and thrust forward.

In an instant.

From the trident flew three surging water columns, which happened to meet the three flood dragons.

For a moment, it became hard to tell who would win.

Upon hearing Haixin's words, Shang Yunfei furrowed his brows, evidently not expecting his own Nine Dragon Sect's secret technique to be recognized so easily.

The Sea Tribe's understanding of us human cultivators has reached this extent?

"Junior Brother Yang, Junior Sister Liu, Nine Dragon Sect Kunlong Formation, engage!" Shang Yunfei shouted again.

Hearing this, the two immediately replied, "Yes!"

Originally set up to deal with the Cold Chant Flood Dragon, they never expected to have to use it on these two Sea Tribe members before even facing the dragon.

The core of the Nine Dragon Sect Kunlong Formation lies on the Nine Dragon Sect's treasure ship; upon Shang Yunfei's command, all cultivators aboard the ship sprang into action.

The formation's power then completely enveloped this area.

"Senior Brother Shang!"

Suddenly, Junior Sister Liu exclaimed.

One sees.

On the originally calm sea surface, layers of ripples suddenly rose.

Looking closely, one can see that within those layers of ripples are actually countless sea monsters!

Moreover, most of them are armored sea monsters such as shrimp, crabs, shellfish, and so on.

Among them are no shortage of third-rank sea monsters, including the eight-eyed pincer crab of mid third-rank that they had previously ridden!

Seeing this, Shang Yunfei's gaze first fell on the seashell in Zhenzhu's hand.

It's that seashell!

It actually has the ability to command sea monsters?

At this moment, both the Nine Dragon Sect side and the Sea Tribe side are on guard, grim and solemn, except for one.

That is the Cold Chant Flood Dragon.

It was also greatly surprised when it first saw the formation, for it could sense that the formation initially targeted it, locking onto it, but later, due to the Sea Tribe's appearance, the formation's focus shifted to them.

To be frank.

This formation poses a threat to it, and not a small one, but possessing the Void-infused 'Cloud Escape Talisman,' the Cold Chant Flood Dragon is confident it can escape from this formation.

This shows how important it is to face a formidable master.

So, upon seeing the two sides fight, it actually isn't panicked.

It is merely staring at the two Sea Tribe individuals, its eyes flickering, revealing an interested expression.

Whether it's that seashell or that trident, it finds them quite interesting.

Perhaps the master might be interested, but not necessarily.

What interest?

Suddenly.

A solemn voice echoed in Han Yin Jiao's mind.

Hearing this familiar voice, Han Yin Jiao instantly showed a look of great joy.

Master!

It used Demon Sense to send a mental transmission to that divine sense imprint in its sea of consciousness.

But soon, its joy and excitement were replaced.

You're having quite a good time, huh.

Han Yin Jiao suddenly shuddered.

It may not say it knows its master very well, but after so many years together, it does have some understanding.

This master of theirs is typical of being impervious to both soft and hard tactics.

But if you come at him with toughness, he guarantees to be even tougher; if you soften and beg for mercy, there might still be a chance.

Hehe, master I.

Han Yin Jiao stammered, its eyes darting around, trying to find Yunhe's figure.

But at this moment, in its view, aside from the splendid light bursting from constant clashes of spells and the formation enveloping the surroundings, where was its master's shadow?

Forget it. I'll count it as you having good intentions; I won't pursue this matter. Tell me, what happened here, and how did those juniors of the Nine Dragon Sect end up fighting with the two sea clansmen?

Although it's unknown where Yunhe is, since he can communicate with Han Yin Jiao via divine sense, he naturally already knows Han Yin Jiao's purpose for coming here.

Ah. That's how it is.

Seeing Yunhe not press further, Han Yin Jiao let out a long breath, its contracted neck relaxing.

It then proceeded to recount everything it had seen and what had happened.

Some things it didn't understand, upon reaching Yunhe's ears, gave him a rough idea.

Beyond a hundred li.

On the summit of a sea island, Yunhe stood with his hands behind his back.

A distance of a hundred li is right before his eyes, as far as his current divine sense is concerned.

Sea clan, the Qi Zhou clan, plus the cultivators of the Nine Dragon Sect—quite interesting.

His eyes flashed, and a surge of five-element mana rippled across his body, instantly transforming into a streak of light that sped away.

Quick! There's a mid-stage third-level sea demon to the east!

There's also an early-stage third-level demon beast to the west!

On the Nine Dragon Sect's treasure ship, numerous cultivators were busy.

But it is precisely because so many cultivators are assisting together, and with a Golden Core cultivator overseeing, that they can fend off the onslaught of so many sea demon beasts, and even have some spare energy to restrain the two sea clansmen.

Buzz—

Suddenly.

The wondrous formation-controlling Liu Shimei suddenly startled, she who was holding the formation disk looked in shock at a spot on the deck.

What?

Before she could finish, a youth in azure robes appeared out of thin air on the deck.

Nascent Soul Elder!

That Senior Brother Yang and Shang Yunfei also saw Yunhe's abrupt appearance.

They were extremely shocked in their hearts.

Not only them, but the two sea clansmen not far away on the sea surface also instinctively felt a tremendous threat, noticing Yunhe's appearance, they were likewise horrified.

Fourth Level!

Hai Xin and Zhen Zhu exchanged a glance, immediately daring not to linger, turning to prepare to flee.

Huh?

As Yunhe walked to the edge of the deck and let out a soft hum, a terrifying Nascent Soul mana burst forth.

Did I let you leave?

The two sea clansmen in the distance felt nothing yet, but the Nine Dragon Sect cultivators on the treasure ship only felt a tightness in their chests, as if bearing a thousand-jin weight.

Cultivators below the Golden Core realm directly prostrated themselves on the ground, and even those three Nine Dragon Sect Golden Core cultivators had to respectfully bend their waists.

Not good, let's fight it out!

Not far away, Hai Xin, who was just preparing to flee, only felt a sudden chill on his back, abruptly turned, and hurled his trident.

However, what greeted him was Yunhe's eyes glaring.

Inverted Five Elements Spirit-Seizing Divine Light!

Crack!!

What?!

Hai Xin's face showed shock; the trident he had thrown actually snapped into two pieces within that divine light!

Furthermore, that divine light's momentum was not weak, directly enveloping him as well.

Next second.

Hai Xin only felt his soul violently tremble; the mana around his body was no longer under his control, as if he had suddenly become an ordinary person, and he fell into the sea.

Hai Xin!

Seeing this, Zhen Zhu was terrified and chased after the falling Hai Xin.

The Nine Dragons Gate cultivators who also witnessed this scene all secretly sucked in a breath of cold air, their hearts likewise overwhelmed with shock.

Especially Shang Yunfei, who had reached Core Formation perfection.

With just a glance, he slew the Hai Xin that he found extremely troublesome?

The gap between a Yuan Ying cultivator and a Core Formation cultivator is actually this huge?!

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PS: Sorry for the late update; I found out I successfully formed a golden core (had a ureteral stone). Yesterday it hurt for four hours, today for six hours, and now I finally have no pain a bit, so I hurriedly type.

The doctor said it would take seven days to pass, I don't know how many days, I'm in agony, I'll strive to keep updating.

(End of chapter)