Chapter 311: The Expert Appears

Cheng Feng watched the giant snake swimming leisurely toward the river estuary, feeling uncertain inside; could all of this really just be a coincidence?

Cheng Feng did not want to give up, yet the scene before his eyes revealed only helplessness.

Perhaps he really had overthought this world???

This world only had Martial Dao, not Immortality.

Su Qiang and Wei Zhuang were also unable to answer Cheng Feng's questions; just as Cheng Feng felt dejected and planned to go home to be a wealthy man,

A bright light suddenly shot into the dark, cloud-covered sky in the distance. This light drew closer and grew brighter, finally streaking across the horizon like a shining meteor.

Just then, a loud, resonant voice came from the sky: "If you fellow Daoists will not make a move, then I shall test the strength of this dragon-walking beast for you all first!"

Cheng Feng looked up in astonishment at the sky shrouded in dark clouds. A surge of indescribable shock welled up in his heart, as if the entire world had become different in this very moment.

That bright light was like lightning tearing through the night sky; it not only illuminated everything around it but also seemed to light up a corner deep within his heart.

Cheng Feng stood dazed on the spot, the uncertainty and dejection in his heart instantly replaced by this sudden turn of events.

He widened his eyes, watching the light in the sky gradually approach, while that domineering sentence echoed in his ears.

His mood became incredibly agitated as those words rang out, as if a flame had been ignited in his heart.

This world has Immortals!!!

There really are Immortals!!!

And these Immortals were actually going to strike at that dragon-walking beast!

A strong sense of anticipation and longing surged in Cheng Feng's heart; he wanted to know just how powerful these Immortals were and how they would deal with that legendary dragon-walking beast.

At this moment, he forgot all his troubles and worries, focusing his entire being on this impending battle of Immortals.

Su Qiang and Wei Zhuang were also drawn by this sudden spectacle; they quickly came to Cheng Feng's side, their gazes fixed on the approaching light.

Su Qiang's expression changed as he looked at Cheng Feng: "Cheng Feng, you, you, was this your goal??"

Wei Zhuang did not overthink it, though he did reveal a somewhat complex expression as he looked at Cheng Feng.

He gently patted Cheng Feng on the shoulder, attempting to soothe the agitation in his heart: "Cheng Feng, calm down. Although we have never seen Immortals with our own eyes, today's scene is indeed beyond imagination. However, no matter how powerful they are, we must first ensure our own safety."

The first thing Wei Zhuang, who had been summoned, always thought of was Cheng Feng's safety.

Cheng Feng took a deep breath, struggling to calm his emotions. He knew Wei Zhuang was right; when facing unknown, powerful forces, maintaining calm and reason was of vital importance.

He turned to look at Su Qiang and found a light in the other's eyes similar to his own—a curiosity and longing for the unknown world.

"Su Qiang, how do you think these Immortals will deal with the dragon-walking beast?" Cheng Feng couldn't help but ask, his voice carrying a trace of trembling; it was the anticipation of witnessing a miracle.

Su Qiang pondered for a moment and shook his head: "How would I know? Are the methods of Immortals something we mortals can fathom? However, since they dare to strike, they must have something to rely on. We need only watch the changes quietly; perhaps we can learn something from it."

Wei Zhuang nodded in agreement: "That's right, this is a rare opportunity. We must not only protect ourselves but also keep our eyes open and observe carefully. Who knows, this might become an important turning point on our path of cultivation."

The three reached a consensus and adjusted their breathing, preparing to face whatever might happen next. The light in the sky drew closer, and that powerful aura had already caused the surrounding air to solidify.

As the light approached, waves of tyrannical fluctuations began to permeate the area, causing the entire space to tremble.

In Cheng Feng's eyes, several more figures appeared in the previously empty sky.

One was in green robes with a Sword, looking extremely sharp.

Two women were dressed in fine silk, their white clothes fluttering.

There was also a sturdy man with a bare chest, arms crossed, looking down on everything.

The four formed a triangular formation, vaguely trapping the giant black snake below, but a monk charged in.

The clearly defined three parties looked on with anger in their eyes, yet they did not take the initiative to speak, watching silently.

A staff appeared out of thin air, its shaft carved with complex Buddhist scriptures, emitting a faint golden light as if it contained endless power.

A young monk chanted a Buddhist name, his figure instantly turning into a streak of golden light, charging straight down toward the giant snake. His movements were swift and elegant, like a god descending to earth, carrying an irresistible majesty.

Seeing this, the giant snake flashed a trace of anger in its eyes; its massive body twisted violently, whipping up gusts of wind. The surrounding river water seemed to be drawn by this power, forming huge water spouts in an attempt to block the young monk's attack.

However, the young monk did not show the slightest fear. He waved the staff in his hand, and the golden light flared, instantly shattering the water spouts one by one. His figure left behind golden afterimages in the air, flexible as a butterfly among flowers, as he bore down on the giant snake's vital points.

"Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless; turn back and the shore is near." The young monk's voice echoed in the air, carrying both compassion and majesty. He waved his staff again, and a golden Buddhist light shot out, striking the giant snake's seven-inch mark.

The giant snake let out roars of pain, its massive body struggling violently in the air, but it could not withstand the young monk's attack. With a loud boom, the giant snake's massive body crashed down, stirring up a thousand waves, and the surrounding water surface seemed to go still at that moment.

Cheng Feng, Su Qiang, and Wei Zhuang watched, dumbfounded; they had never seen such a soul-stirring scene. The young monk's strength was simply beyond their imagination.

The black snake, beaten into the riverbed, roared; the horn bumps on its head were about to burst forth, and the four bumps under its body had reached the limit of their agitation.

At this moment, a gale suddenly rose on the river, accompanied by thunder and lightning. The young monk frowned, staring into the river. He saw the black snake's body beginning to change; its scales shimmered with an eerie light, its body constantly expanding, and the two bumps on its head broke through the flesh to become sharp horns, flashing with a cold light like two sharp blades, revealing an endless aura of ferocity.

The four bumps under its body also ruptured one after another, revealing four strong and powerful claws, each capable of tearing through boulders, demonstrating the terrifying power of the black snake after its Transformation.

The young monk's frown deepened; the horns and claws had both appeared.

This black snake was no longer an Ordinary monster, but a terrifying existence on the verge of becoming a dragon.

Once it succeeded in its Transformation, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Evil beast, you dare to attempt to become a dragon here and harm the common people! Today, I will surely eliminate you!" The young monk's voice was low and powerful, revealing unquestionable determination.