Compounding the power of the previous six lightning tribulations, in just an instant, Ao Dalong (Ao Big Dragon)'s thousands of feet long body seemed to lose all its strength, plummeting straight down.
Bang!!
He smashed fiercely onto a small island in the sea below. His massive body engulfed the island, with both ends trailing into the seawater, completely motionless.
Mo Tianxiao looked at the two girls and suggested tentatively, Shall we go take a look?
This was a flood dragon. Even though he seemed a bit dead, he was still a flood dragon.
Besides, Mo Tianxiao was somewhat covetous of the other party's true dragon bone. Such a good thing shouldn't go to waste, right?
Let's go, let's go. I want to see too.
Huang Xiaoyao was full of excitement; she had never seen a flood dragon before.
Yun Sangyi was a bit reluctant. Let's not. What if he isn't completely dead?
Mo Tianxiao didn't care about all that. He threw on the Thousand Illusions Holy Garment. Are you going or not? Wealth is found in danger. If you don't go, Xiaoyao and I will split the good stuff.
Huang Xiaoyao also took out the Xuanhuang Bell to prevent this flood dragon from suddenly springing back to life. The other party didn't know her identity; what if he accidentally hurt her?
Fortunately, she had the Quasi-Saint artifact gift from Brother Tianxiao.
Yun Sangyi looked at the two of them, each holding a Quasi-Saint artifact, her envious gaze beyond words.
I'll go, I'll go! But Brother Tianxiao has to protect me, just like before.
Saying so, Yun Sangyi pressed her body closer, pulling at Mo Tianxiao's clothes as if to drill into his embrace.
Mo Tianxiao immediately remembered the scene when the old turtle and Xiao Fan were fighting, and pushed her away. Trying to take advantage of me? In your dreams. Go be with Xiaoyao.
This girl harbored ill intentions and definitely wanted to kiss him. Boys really need to protect themselves when going out.
Hmph.
Yun Sangyi's face was full of dissatisfaction. She could only throw herself into Xiaoyao's embrace. Sister Xiaoyao, look at him, treating his best friend like this.
Huang Xiaoyao didn't mind Yun Sangyi and hid with her under the protection of the Xuanhuang Bell. At the same time, she looked curiously at Mo Tianxiao and asked in a crisp voice, Brother Tianxiao, Sister Yun is your best friend, so what about me?
Mo Tianxiao's face was calm. You are my best younger sister, of course.
Hearing this, Huang Xiaoyao pouted slightly, somewhat dissatisfied with this answer, but fortunately it was acceptable. A romantic sister was still a sister, so she reluctantly accepted Mo Tianxiao's statement.
Then what about Sister Nangong? Huang Xiaoyao asked again.
Mo Tianxiao remained calm. Wan'er is naturally my best junior martial sister.
Then what about Sister Muxue?
... Mo Tianxiao was speechless.
Mo Tianxiao's cheek twitched slightly. She is... a good bro!
Then...
Shut up! No more questions!
Mo Tianxiao interrupted Huang Xiaoyao's continuous spellcasting and rushed toward the direction of the giant flood dragon.
Huang Xiaoyao pursed her lips and quickly followed.
Yun Sangyi was deep in thought. This playboy really isn't a good person...
Before long, the three arrived in front of the giant flood dragon's corpse. The air was filled with the smell of roasted meat.
Ao Dalong (Ao Big Dragon)'s body was in a scorched and blackened state. The surface meat seemed a bit cooked; it was unknown whether it tasted good.
He doesn't seem completely dead yet.
Mo Tianxiao sensed that a trace of life still remained within this massive body. Although it was incredibly weak, it was definitely there.
Hearing this, Yun Sangyi quickly pressed a bit closer to Huang Xiaoyao, terrified that this giant flood dragon would launch a dying counterattack.
His divine soul has already begun to dissipate. If his divine soul cannot be preserved, he will undoubtedly die.
Suddenly, Huang Xiaoyao thought of something. Just as she was about to speak, her body suddenly stiffened.
Not only her, but Mo Tianxiao and Yun Sangyi were also unable to move.
In front of them, a figure had appeared at some unknown time. The human figure had its back to the three of them, looking just like an ordinary human.
But as Mo Tianxiao and the other two looked at this figure, their breathing stagnated, and they didn't dare to move a muscle.
Even though the other party emitted no aura at all, he gave them immense pressure.
This feeling could only belong to... a Quasi-Emperor powerhouse!
The man looked at Ao Dalong (Ao Big Dragon)'s body, a touch of pity appearing on his face. What a pity, just a little bit more. I was still thinking that you would one day transform into a true dragon. I didn't expect you to fail even this hurdle.
With a sigh, the man turned around. His gaze swept over Mo Tianxiao's trio and finally landed on Huang Xiaoyao.
You must be Feng Chenfeng's daughter, right? The Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix, the demon race is bound to rise.
The middle-aged man looked at Huang Xiaoyao and nodded slowly, a smile on his face.
You know my old man?
Huang Xiaoyao looked at the middle-aged man before her. She had no impression of him in her mind, but since the other party knew her father, he was highly likely a super great demon of the Chaotic Star Sea.
I know him. Brother Feng and I have known each other for a very long time.
The middle-aged man chuckled, seemingly harboring no ill will toward the three.
Whenever Mo Tianxiao saw this kind of mysterious guy, he couldn't help but take a look to see what kind of existence the other party was. The Eye of Appraisal activated once again, and the middle-aged man's information floated before his eyes.
Name: Guixu Jin
Cultivation: Peak Saint King (Quasi-Emperor)
Luck Level: Gold
Aptitude: Heaven-Swallowing Whale
Profile: A super great demon cultivating in seclusion in the depths of the Chaotic Star Sea. His combat power is monstrous; he is the current top boss of the Chaotic Star Sea...
Good heavens, the shot-caller of the Chaotic Star Sea!
Another Quasi-Emperor big shot!
Mo Tianxiao was shocked in his heart. No wonder he didn't see a single other demon beast around. It turned out that a Quasi-Emperor big shot was personally protecting this giant flood dragon.
Unfortunately... this giant flood dragon was a bit disappointing and didn't survive this hurdle.
Crossing a tribulation was something one could only rely on oneself for. Others couldn't intervene, otherwise it would only increase the intensity of the lightning tribulation.
I am taking his corpse back, so don't even think about getting your hands on it.
Guixu Jin turned his gaze to Mo Tianxiao, seeming to have some understanding of him.
Uh...
Mo Tianxiao felt a bit awkward. He cupped his hands and said, Senior misunderstands. We were just curious and came to take a look. We had no other thoughts.
Although Mo Tianxiao had a smile on his face, he started crying in his heart. The good news was that the suddenly appearing big shot knew Uncle Feng and had no hostility toward them. The bad news was that his dragon bone was gone.
Guixu Jin wore a faint smile on his face and didn't speak, clearly not believing Mo Tianxiao's words.
Not long ago, he had heard about this kid from Feng Chenfeng.
To think this slippery kid was actually Yue Liuli's disciple. He completely couldn't see anything special about him.
Senior, he isn't completely dead yet. I have a way to save him.
Huang Xiaoyao's voice rang out again, causing Guixu Jin to turn his gaze back, his eyes somewhat surprised. Little one, do you know what you are saying?
Guixu Jin raised his hand, and an inexplicable power gathered the dissipating divine soul from the surroundings, transforming it into a cloud of gray mist.
His divine soul has already scattered. Unless there is something that can reconstruct a divine soul for him...
Guixu Jin suddenly thought of something and looked up at Huang Xiaoyao. Could it be that you have it?
Huang Xiaoyao smiled. I don't, but Brother Tianxiao does!
Eh? I do?
Mo Tianxiao pointed at himself. How come he didn't know he had a treasure that could reconstruct a divine soul?
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for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
