Chapter 165: Stepping on the Golden Flood Dragon King

Upon hearing these hair-raising words, the Ninth Level Demon Beast, the Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi, did not choose to strike first, but instead chose to flee.

Furthermore, he opened the cave's formation Restriction at top speed, attempting to block Yan Taibai for a moment.

As long as he had this bit of time, with the speed of their Wind-Splitting Beast clan, escaping would certainly not be a difficult task.

Facing someone who had killed a Poison Flood Dragon and a Profound Turtle—two Eighth Level Demon Beasts—in one go, and who could even find his cave and bluntly state he wanted his Demon Core.

The Ninth Level Demon Beast, the Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi, did not consider himself a match.

Naturally, the only option was to flee; as for using the cave's formation Restriction to resist.

Since Yan Taibai had come, it meant he was not worried at all.

And for Yan Taibai, the escape of the Ninth Level Demon Beast, the Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi, and the formation Restrictions whistling toward him, did not make him show even a trace of emotion.

Just as the cyan wind blades and blue water-gale-lightning transformed from the cave's formation restriction were about to land on him, Yan Taibai's entire body turned into a mass of golden light, and this mass of golden light transformed into a long rainbow of Golden Sword Qi, directly tearing through the formation restriction in front and charging straight out of Feng Xi's lair.

"Boom!"

The next moment, in the high sky a thousand miles away from the island, a sound like a bolt of lightning from a clear sky exploded, shooting straight into the clouds.

Afterwards, a strange demon beast with the upper body of a bird and the lower body of a fish appeared in the high sky,

simultaneously possessing wings a zhang wide and two pairs of extremely sharp, strange claws, while its abdomen was covered in inch-sized scales like fish scales, shimmering with cyan light.

It was precisely the true form of the Ninth Level Demon Beast, the Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi; once a Transformation Stage demon beast resumes its true form, it can unleash the innate characteristics of a demon beast to the fullest, and with the Wind-Splitting Beast's innate speed, its speed after revealing its true form was naturally terrifying, like a bolt of lightning.

Yet even so, he was still blocked in front by Yan Taibai and had to come to a halt.

"Does fellow Daoist truly intend to kill us all?" Looking at Yan Taibai within the golden light mass ahead, the Ninth Level Demon Beast, the Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi, put on a brave front and roared angrily.

"As long as fellow Daoist is willing to become Yan's Spirit Beast, you can naturally be spared from death."

Yan Taibai's calm words were undoubtedly an ultimatum.

"You want me to become your demon beast? Wishful thinking! Even if I self-destruct my Demon Core and Demon Soul, I will absolutely not become someone else's Spirit Beast and be enslaved by them."

The Ninth Level Demon Beast, the Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi, roared fiercely.

After all, he could never agree to that kind of life that was worse than death.

"Why is it always this sentence? Sigh."

Hearing this, Yan Taibai sighed lightly and shook his head.

"Hmph, strike then! I want to see exactly how much strength you have, fellow Daoist."

After venting his anger, the Ninth Level Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi no longer chose to flee.

Because his most proficient speed was not a match for Yan Taibai, naturally, the only path left was to fight.

Although the odds of winning were slim, at the very least he had to find a way to perish together with Yan Taibai, thereby eliminating this great threat for the demon race.

After all, although Yan Taibai was only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, the feeling he gave him was equivalent to a demon beast at the late stage of Transformation, that is, a Tenth Level Transformation Stage demon beast.

"One last chance: become my Spirit Beast and you may live, otherwise, you die!"

The calm words, like a grim reaper's scythe, caused the Ninth Level Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi to be unable to suppress the anger and fear in his heart, and he struck.

And then, there was no then!

A streak of golden light swept across the Ninth Level Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi, and instantly, that body comparable to a Dharma Treasure was torn apart like cloth.

A heavy rain—it should be a downpour of blood!

Two golden light masses, one large and one small, flew into Yan Taibai's hands.

Inside the golden light masses were precisely the Ninth Level Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi's Demon Core, Demon Soul, and Storage Bag.

Subsequently, Yan Taibai took action to collect the corpse materials of the Ninth Level Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi into his Storage Bag, only then returning to the lair.

The first thing Yan Taibai did upon returning to the Ninth Level Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi's cave was to check Feng Xi's Storage Bag.

A moment later, the item Yan Taibai wanted most appeared.

A small mass of silver light emerged from the Storage Bag, then grew from small to large, and in the blink of an eye, transformed into a pair of bone wings, a zhang in size and shimmering with white bone luster.

This pair of bone wings had one wing missing the upper half of its tip, and the other was tattered and incomplete.

At first glance, it looked completely unpresentable, but these residual bones shimmered with silver light and emitted a massive pressure, making one feel compelled to treat them with solemnity.

It was precisely the main material for the Wind Thunder Wings that the Ninth Level Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi had wanted to refine later: the corpse wings of a Tenth Level Demon Beast, the Thunder Roc.

It is estimated that the Demon Core also fell into the hands of the Ninth Level Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi and was then swallowed, which allowed him to advance to a Ninth Level Demon Beast.

Of course, this was just Yan Taibai's speculation; now that these Thunder Roc remains had fallen into his hands, he naturally had to examine them carefully.

Growing a pair of wings would not increase his speed much, especially since it required wind-attribute or thunder-attribute power as support.

And he only had metal-attribute, possessing no wind or thunder attributes.

Therefore, he still needed to study it carefully.

After ransacking the Ninth Level Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi's cave once more, Yan Taibai found his treasured Biyan Wine, and after checking it to ensure there were no issues.

He began to drink by himself in the hall of the Ninth Level Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi's cave, clearly waiting for someone.

And this wait lasted for a full several days.

Several days later, the person—or rather, the demon beast—that Yan Taibai was waiting for arrived on schedule.

A Ninth Level Demon Beast, a Li Fire Flood Dragon; the aura emitted by this Ninth Level Li Fire Flood Dragon was far more powerful than that of the Ninth Level Wind-Splitting Beast Feng Xi.

This Ninth Level Demon Beast, the Li Fire Flood Dragon, was a large man with a red face, and red scales still remained on his body and face.

"So you are the fellow Daoist who wiped out my nephew and fellow Daoist Feng Xi?" As soon as the Li Fire Flood Dragon entered the hall of Feng Xi's cave, he looked at the smiling Yan Taibai, his expression terrifyingly gloomy, and asked.

"Indeed, it is Yan. Since you have come from ten thousand miles away, fellow Daoist, have a cup of Biyan Wine first! This is a relic of fellow Daoist Feng Xi; I fear that in the entire Chaotic Star Sea, every cup drunk is one less, and if you miss it now, fellow Daoist, you may never have the chance again."

Yan Taibai smilingly poured a cup of Biyan Wine and handed it to the Ninth Level Li Fire Flood Dragon, showing not the slightest fear or worry toward this Ninth Level Demon Beast.

Seeing Yan Taibai act this way, the Ninth Level Demon Beast, the Li Fire Flood Dragon, grew even gloomier, the anger and killing intent in his eyes almost turning into substance.

"Fellow Daoist, you have great courage; are you not afraid that this King will launch a Beast Tide? Do not forget, fellow Daoist, you are but one person."

The Ninth Level Demon Beast, the Li Fire Flood Dragon, said coldly, his tone full of threats.

"Rest assured, before that happens, the one who dies will certainly be you, fellow Daoist."

Hearing this, Yan Taibai took a sip of Biyan Wine and chuckled, showing not the slightest intention of fear.

After all, to him, no matter how many Demon Beasts there were, if they provoked him, they were merely delivering food to his Life-Bound Magical Treasure, the Luxian Juetian Sword; there was simply no need to be wary of anything.

"Good, good, good. Then let this King experience your divine abilities, fellow Daoist." The Li Huo Jiao laughed out of extreme anger and made his move.

Opening its mouth, a stream of magma-like crimson liquid suddenly sprayed out, shooting straight toward Yan Taibai.

Seeing this, Yan Taibai raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled: "Condensing fire into liquid! To be able to refine demon fire to this stage, you truly have some skill."

At this moment, the Li Huo Jiao's magma attack did not land on him, but was blocked by a golden screen of light that had suddenly appeared in front of him.

Although fire overcomes metal, it also depends on the gap between the two; clearly, the Li Huo Jiao's fire-to-liquid attack was of no use at all against Yan Taibai's golden barrier.

In contrast to Yan Taibai's relaxed and carefree demeanor, the Li Huo Jiao was shocked and terrified.

After all, this move was practically his trump card, and he had not expected it to be blocked so easily, which truly made him feel it was inconceivable.

But he could not just sit and wait for death; his eyes flashed with a fierce light, his body erupted with red radiance, and he let out a sharp screech.

Suddenly, crimson flames surged over his entire body, transforming into a wave of fire over ten zhang high, and the sea of fire rolled toward Yan Taibai.

However, without exception, they were all blocked by the golden barrier in front of Yan Taibai.

The metal attribute does not just govern killing and slaughter; its defensive power is also not inferior to the earth attribute, so blocking such an attack was more than enough.

But this move was merely a diversion by the Li Huo Jiao.

Suddenly, his entire body transformed into a streak of red light and headed straight for Yan Taibai, while simultaneously raising both claws, assuming an attacking posture.

It turned out that this dragon, seeing that the demon fire was ineffective, intended to rely on the strength of his demon body to get close to Yan Taibai and then catch him off guard with a claw to kill him.

As for such a foolish act, Yan Taibai could not bear to watch and sent him to his death directly.

With a light flick of his finger, golden light appeared, piercing directly through the Li Huo Jiao's skull and striking it into a mist of blood, leaving only the Demon Core and Demon Soul.

After taking both into his hands, Yan Taibai toyed with them with interest.

After toying with them for a good while, he finally put them away into his Storage Bag, waiting for the next "guest."

As for the Beast Tide, he had absolutely no need to worry.

Because the Li Huo Jiao had come alone, clearly, he had no intention of triggering a Beast Tide.

However, it would not be long before a Beast Tide would inevitably appear throughout Qiyuan Island, not only because he had killed multiple Transformation Stage Demon Beasts, but also because of that Fan Sheng True Piece, which was a supreme treasure of the demon race.

But for Yan Taibai, even the Fan Sheng True Demon Art had no use for him; what he practiced was the "Immortal Golden Body," which was countless times better than the "Fan Sheng True Demon Art."

Once successfully cultivated, the body would be an almost immortal and indestructible existence, never aging or dying.

Such benefits far surpassed the "Fan Sheng True Demon Art." Not to mention the power, which was also far superior.

Therefore, it was understandable that he had no interest in the "Fan Sheng True Demon Art."

As for Ziling Xianzi, as a woman, practicing the "Six Extremities True Demon Art," the cultivation method left behind by Liudao Jisheng, was enough.

As for whether it would attract the Six Extremities Ancestor, one of the Three Great Ancestors of the Demon World, Yan Taibai was not worried.

Worrying about this now was too far off; peace of mind in cultivating and improving his strength was what mattered.

Even Moutai can kill people, yet does that mean no one drinks it?

After killing the Li Huo Jiao, Yan Taibai continued to pour and drink by himself, waiting for the next "honored guest."

If there were no accidents, it should be the Golden Flood Dragon King.

It was just a matter of when he would arrive; hopefully, he wouldn't wait until he had finished the Biyan Wine to show up.

Half a month later, Heavenly Star City.

Holy Mountain.

"A Beast Tide has occurred in the Qiyuan Island sea area, and many forces have already retreated to the Inner Star Sea. According to the news received, this time not only was the Xuan Ni Clan's holy object, the Fan Sheng True Piece, obtained by someone, but multiple Transformation Stage Demon Beasts were also killed, including an eighth-level Poisonous Dragon and a ninth-level Li Huo Jiao. Without any accidents, the only one in the Qiyuan Island sea area with this strength is fellow Daoist Yan. His target should be the Golden Flood Dragon King. This ten-thousand-year-old Demon King is about to be unlucky. I wonder if he will take the initiative to go and die?"

Wen Qing asked curiously.

"Regardless of whether he does or not, the Golden Flood Dragon King's Demon Core will certainly be of no small use to fellow Daoist Yan. Otherwise, fellow Daoist Yan would not have taken the initiative to go to Qiyuan Island to kill that Li Huo Jiao. It's just unexpected that the Poisonous Dragon from back then had also reached the Transformation Stage. It's a pity it was killed by fellow Daoist Yan. Regardless of whether he can kill the Golden Flood Dragon King, a great battle between the humans and the demon race in the Inner Star Sea is inevitable."

"After all, Yan Taibai has killed too many Transformation Stage Demon Beasts, and there is also a tenth-level dragon king like the Golden Flood Dragon King; the demon race of the Outer Star Sea will never let this go, no matter what. A great war between the two races is bound to be stirred up. And our Star Palace has only just pacified the Anti-Star Alliance with the help of fellow Daoist Yan; this time, I fear we will have to rely on fellow Daoist Yan's strength again."

"I believe it won't be long before Beast Tides appear in every sea area and island throughout the Outer Star Sea."

Ling Xiaofeng nodded and analyzed unhurriedly.

"Indeed! This concubine thinks the same."

Wen Qing nodded her head slightly, agreeing.

At the same time, above the island where the ninth-level Rift Wind Beast Feng Xi was located, Yan Taibai was facing a large mass of golden light.

Inside the golden light was a demon cultivator in golden armor and a golden helmet.

It was precisely the Golden Flood Dragon King that Yan Taibai had been looking forward to for a long time.

At this moment, he had a dragon head and a human body, holding a long golden spear in one hand, with silver arcs flickering and winding around the spear, and a thin, long electric snake faintly slithering on the shaft; one look and it was clearly no ordinary treasure.

As for that suit of golden armor, it was composed of pieces of golden scales, each with subtle runes appearing and disappearing on the surface, emitting a strange demon aura.

"Your Excellency killed my nephew and brother; what exactly is your purpose? Could it be that you want to stir up a great war between the two races, or do you think our demon race is weak and easy to bully?"

A pair of dragon eyes on the Golden Flood Dragon King shot out blindingly bright light, and an extremely powerful divine sense instantly enveloped Yan Taibai within it.

"Hehe! That is not the case; I merely wanted to borrow your Demon Core. However, I have changed my mind now. Fellow Daoist, if you are willing to become my Spirit Beast and resolve this Beast Tide, I don't mind sparing your life. Fellow Daoist, don't be in a hurry to refuse; why not consider it for a moment?"

Yan Taibai chuckled calmly and advised.

Although the Golden Flood Dragon King's Demon Core was not bad, stepping on a tenth-level Golden Flood Dragon and roaming the Star Sea and Tiannan would be even more majestic and imposing.

Hmm! It could also easily resolve many troubles.

After all, the tenth-level Golden Flood Dragon King alone was among the strongest batch of cultivators below the Spirit Severing Stage.

It was enough to deter most cultivators!

In this way, after returning to the Tiannan Cultivation World, there would be many things he would not need to do himself.

(End of this chapter)