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?
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
