Chapter 147: Forbidden Air Domain?

Baichuan stared at the lightning light point in his palm and said nothing.

Then, a tremendous change began within his body—boundless, endless light points surged forth and transformed!

First came an extremely faint, barely visible light, which slowly shifted into a strikingly clear blue-white glow, and then radiated into a blue-purple brilliance so dazzling it was blinding even in broad daylight.

This light erupted completely from Baichuan's entire slender body.

That was because the light points were operating at full power, bursting with all their might. For ordinary strange beasts, this would be a desperate, life-risking technique—the light points represent their very origin.

But for Baichuan, it was as effortless as eating or drinking; the light points were his power.

Boundless light points erupted, then faded, while at the same time boundless new light points were born and transformed.

In just a few breaths, Baichuan could visibly see his own body become a massive magnetic field.

Then his body began to drift slowly upward. This was not due to the repulsion between magnetic fields, but because the immense electric current reacted with Baichuan's body, generating an ion wind.

In an instant, Baichuan determined exactly what was happening.

This was an effect called a "lifters"—the entire principle being that high-energy electric current ionized the nitrogen in the air around him into nitrogen cations and electrons.

The heavier cations, under the influence of the electric field, rushed from the positive pole to the negative pole, and in the process dragged along other neutral molecules, thereby forming an ion wind.

However, this was still not enough; the thrust of this ion wind was far too small to push his immensely heavy body into flight.

But that didn't matter—he had never intended to rely on this from the start.

Baichuan silently felt the changes slowly emerging within his body, while simultaneously sensing the magnetic field variations of the entire planet, then began using the lightning light points under his complete control to gradually alter his internal magnetic field so as to repel against it.

Normally, the planet's magnetic field would present different magnetic variations at every position.

Generally speaking, it was nearly impossible to calculate where the repulsion point between a small magnetic field and the planet's vast magnetic field lay, because even if calculated, the next moment's movement would change it.

But Baichuan's sheer number of light points was overwhelming—each light point represented a small self of his. Under such circumstances, in a certain sense, his computing power was boundless.

No matter how complex the change, as long as it didn't involve his talent or intelligence, he could brute-force the computation with sheer processing power to work out these subtle variations.

Thus, as time passed, his adjustments became increasingly fluid and effortless, until finally, with a faint "sizzle, sizzle."

The flood serpent's long, immensely heavy body floated up completely, as if its tremendous weight had vanished, drifting entirely in the air, and rising upward with the continuously gushing ion wind.

At this moment, he had succeeded!

Baichuan's eyes snapped open, and watching the scenery below gradually shrink, his heart surged with immense excitement.

Clearly, this was far from his first time flying—when relying on wings he had flown countless times—yet his heart still brimmed with excitement now.

Flight brought by wings could never compare to the achievement of this moment, when he had truly realized wingless flight!

Perhaps this was the happiest moment since he had come to this world.

Because only now, in a certain sense, could he truly be called a flood dragon!

Not a flood serpent still walking the path of transformation!

"Aooo—!!!"

Unable to contain himself, he opened his mouth and let out a sky-shaking dragon's roar.

In an instant, the ethereal, far-reaching dragon's roar spread outward toward every corner of the entire continent.

At this moment, every creature on the entire continent seemed to recall that once-dreadful nightmare of a monster!

After years of evolution, an extremely distinct stage had finally appeared; from this moment on, he would no longer be an ordinary creature.

For a moment, with boundless heroic feelings swelling in his heart, Baichuan once again drove the light points to burst. Accompanied by massive energy consumption, countless light points vanished and were reborn, and his speed of ascent grew even faster!

First one hundred meters, two hundred meters, five hundred meters—in an instant he surpassed the highest altitude he had ever reached with his wings.

He did not stop. Gazing at the ever-shrinking scenery below, Baichuan directly cranked the power to maximum, continuing his frenzied ascent. By now, his outer iron scales had begun to faintly flush red.

In an instant he reached an altitude of one thousand meters. He still did not pause, but continued his wild climb—two thousand meters, twenty-five hundred, three thousand, until finally three thousand two hundred meters.

Just as Baichuan was preparing to continue climbing, his vision suddenly went black and he instantly fainted.

In a flash, the pitch-black flood dragon radiating blue-purple light saw the glow across its entire body dim.

Its whole body, like a kite with a snapped string, swayed unsteadily as it plunged downward, and as the fall continued, its speed grew faster and faster.

Faintly, a layer of crimson sheen appeared across the black scales—caused both by the electric current passing through the iron scales and by the violent friction with the air during the descent.

Time slipped away as the flood dragon fell unconscious. No one knew how long passed.

Perhaps only a dozen seconds, or perhaps one or two minutes.

Baichuan slowly awoke from the darkness, his consciousness gradually clearing from its daze.

What met his eyes at this moment was the scenery and ground rushing past and growing ever larger.

"What's going on?"

Watching the ground and scenery growing ever closer and larger, a flicker of confusion crossed Baichuan's mind: "What was I doing before this?"

Just then, a bird happened to sweep past beside him, and in an instant he reacted.

"Right! Flight! I was flying! But I fainted for some reason!"

In a flash, the just-recovered Baichuan had no time to think. A massive burst of light points erupted once again. As the ground drew ever nearer, his boundless computing power instantly located the magnetic field's repulsion point.

"Boom—!!"

The next instant, a tremendous roaring sound rang out—the gale kicked up by the immensely heavy flood dragon during its descent, the sound of trees being flattened.

"Ha~ ha~ ha~~"

"That was close!"

Baichuan stared at the ground right before his eyes, his head nearly touching it, his dragon jaws wide open as he gasped for breath violently.

At this moment his heart was pounding nonstop—an instinctive bodily reaction from the extreme tension.

If his body were not a human one now, he figured he would have broken out in a cold sweat.

That was close—one more second and he would probably have had an intimate encounter with Mother Earth.

Fortunately he had woken up, and at the very last critical moment had regained his flying posture.

Otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would have been severely injured.

At that moment, a wave of intense relief rose in Baichuan's heart — just a hair's breadth more, and he might have become the most absurdly-died transmigrator in history.

"Just now, what was that situation?"

(End of chapter)