Back then, the Flood Dragon had watched with its own eyes as Sky Wolf and Nine-Tails died in battle, swallowed alive by Yin Hu.
The Black Tortoise had one of its legs bitten off.
The Spirit Crane had its wings broken.
The Qilin, heavily injured and on the verge of death, hid inside the Black Tortoise's shell.
Even the Flood Dragon itself had half of its body bitten off, nearly eaten by Yin Hu.
In the end, Mountain Ghost sacrificed her own life, dragging Yin Hu down into the White Tiger Abyss with her.
But thousands of years had passed.
How could Yin Hu suddenly appear again?
"Why aren't you dead?"
"I saw you knocked into the White Tiger Abyss with my own eyes."
"You..."
Ever since transforming into a true dragon, this was the first time the Flood Dragon had been so agitated.
The nightmare of the past.
Had suddenly appeared.
And was even about to undergo a heavenly tribulation.
It made it truly impossible for the dragon to remain calm.
Yin Hu said disdainfully,
"Even the Li Fire Forbidden Ground couldn't trap me."
"How could a mere White Tiger Abyss stop me?"
Chen Feng's mouth twitched.
He thought to himself,
"If I hadn't fallen down there."
"You probably would have stayed in the White Tiger Abyss until you died."
However, seeing the Flood Dragon's wariness toward Yin Hu,
he felt slightly relieved.
To be able to make the Flood Dragon fearful
meant that Yin Hu's strength was definitely not weak.
On the other side.
At the Wei family's ancestral mansion.
Wei Guangming was also staring at the sky in fear and trepidation.
Looking at that massive Flood Dragon.
He wasn't as pathetic as the people at the scene, who were groveling on the ground.
But his body was trembling slightly.
His mind was constantly racing,
wondering if he should go down and open the ancestor's coffin.
After thinking for a long time,
he still couldn't make up his mind.
Because he didn't know to what extent Wei Tianjun's claim of destroying the world would actually reach.
Would he even destroy Great Xia?
If so,
wouldn't he be even more terrifying than the Flood Dragon?
...
The Flood Dragon looked at Yin Hu.
It remained silent for a long time.
It then looked at the thunder tribulation in the sky.
And said coldly,
"You want to use me to survive your tribulation!"
Yin Hu explained earnestly,
"It should be eating you, then surviving the tribulation!"
The Flood Dragon's pupils shrank.
That trace of fear in its heart made it feel an immense sense of humiliation.
The scene of having half its body eaten by Yin Hu thousands of years ago was still vivid in its mind.
That was the most terrifying moment of its life.
Watching helplessly as its living flesh was eaten by Yin Hu like a delicacy.
It was even more terrifying than when it underwent its dragon transformation tribulation.
However, with Yin Hu's death,
it had long forgotten the fear in its heart.
Yet today, that touch of fear was stirred up once again.
But the Flood Dragon thought to itself.
It was no longer the Flood Snake of the past.
It was now a Dragon.
The touch of fear in its memory instantly turned into anger.
Its body writhed as it walked through the air, displaying its formidable power.
"Yin Hu, no matter what, you still haven't passed your tribulation!"
"While I have successfully passed mine and transformed into a Flood Dragon!"
"Today, let me completely settle the grudge from thousands of years ago!"
"And this time, I will swallow you alive bit by bit, just like you did to me!"
Yin Hu let out a human-like laugh.
"Hehehe..."
"I have a proposal."
"We each take one bite at a time, and see who gives up first."
"I can let you go first!"
The Flood Dragon looked at the currently still tiny Yin Hu.
It didn't take Yin Hu's words seriously.
After all, it knew very well.
Biting back and forth with a half-demon that possessed the Taotie bloodline was definitely not a wise choice.
The Flood Dragon stopped wasting words.
It roared in anger,
"Today I will let you know who the true ruler of this world is!"
Along with the dragon's roar.
Several bolts of lightning crashed down from the sky.
Blasting towards Yin Hu.
At the same time.
The thunder tribulation that had been brewing for so long could finally no longer be suppressed.
The first bolt of tribulation lightning fell.
The scarlet lightning was like a wound in the heavens.
It instantly tore through the sky and earth.
Along the way, it swallowed the Flood Dragon's lightning, and then struck Yin Hu.
The earth trembled in response.
The moment the Li Fire Divine Thunder fell.
Wherever the scarlet lightning passed, everything was turned to charcoal.
The ruined buildings around Yin Hu
instantly burst into flames.
"Hahaha..."
"Your lightning attack is way too weak!"
"I didn't even feel it before it was swallowed by the tribulation lightning."
"Little snake, you still haven't improved at all!"
"You've really disappointed your big sister!"
Yin Hu laughed heartily.
A trace of madness flashed in her eyes.
Even though the first bolt of tribulation lightning didn't cause her any injuries,
it made the blood throughout her entire body boil.
The Flood Dragon was furious.
It also hadn't expected
that its lightning attack would be swallowed by the tribulation lightning.
But now, as a Flood Dragon,
it absolutely would not tolerate any contempt.
Not even from Yin Hu.
The Flood Dragon let out an angry roar.
The dragon's cry echoed through heaven and earth.
Its body charged straight at Yin Hu.
The Flood Dragon knew that it was impossible for it to lose today.
Yin Hu currently not only had to deal with it, but also had to cope with the thunder tribulation in the sky.
The first bolt of tribulation lightning
was the weakest.
But the power of every bolt of tribulation lightning after that
would double compared to the previous one.
It had experienced this personally.
Back then, if it hadn't swallowed the Black Tortoise's blood and half of the Qilin's body midway through,
it would have been unable to hold on long ago.
Being able to successfully pass the tribulation in the end
was only because it swallowed mountain souls and water spirits to barely survive the ninth bolt of Purple Heaven Divine Thunder.
The moment the Flood Dragon and Yin Hu began to fight,
the dragon's aura that had been oppressing everyone completely shifted away.
Chen Feng immediately shouted loudly,
"Run!"
"Hurry up and get out of here!"
After shouting, he immediately picked up Wang Zun from the ground and disappeared from the scene.
Chen Feng used his Indestructible Golden Body to protect Wang Zun.
Then he hurriedly stuffed that Vermilion Fruit into the old man's mouth.
Wang Zun, feeling the effects of the Vermilion Fruit,
said ashamedly,
"In front of the Flood Dragon, I couldn't preserve my dignity."
"And in the end, I wasted one of your Vermilion Fruits."
Chen Feng comforted him,
"I can't hold up Great Xia all by myself."
"I'll still need to trouble you to put in more effort in the future."
As they spoke,
Chen Feng left the Holy Capital at his fastest speed.
Only when he felt they were at a safe enough distance did he set Wang Zun down, letting him recover from his injuries on his own.
Then he returned to the Holy Capital once again.
He wanted to see the result of the battle between Yin Hu and the Flood Dragon.
At this time,
those people who had been groveling on the ground, having been reminded by Chen Feng,
all hurriedly scrambled to their feet and fled the scene in a panic.
Zhao Bing and Liu Weiwei immediately chased after the direction Chen Feng had left in.
At this moment, no one in the whole world had expected
that things would take such a turn.
They felt like they could understand this world less and less.
First, a mythical creature, a Flood Dragon, appeared to wreak havoc on the world and devour children.
Then, Martial Saints, who were previously rare, suddenly popped up in numbers exceeding three hundred, shocking the world.
Later, a Half-Step Martial God appeared and slaughtered all three hundred-plus Martial Saints.
Now, a saber-toothed tiger had popped up, daring to challenge the Flood Dragon.
Moreover, this saber-toothed tiger currently undergoing its tribulation seemed to have an unusually close relationship with the hero of Great Xia.
People all over the world felt that this world was becoming more and more chaotic, and increasingly unimaginable.
"The battle has started, I hope the Great Xia hero's saber-toothed tiger wins!"
"I have to say, the hero of Great Xia always manages to exceed my expectations."
"What exactly is the relationship between this saber-toothed tiger named Yin Hu and Chen Feng? Why did she say the Great Xia hero is her man?"
"As expected of the Great Xia hero, even his mistress is different from others."
...
Just as people all over the world were watching the news broadcast while passionately discussing the relationship between Chen Feng and Yin Hu,
they suddenly saw the broadcast feed begin to fluctuate.
A tiger's roar that echoed through heaven and earth spread across all of Great Xia.
"Heavenly Law!"
A colossal phantom of a saber-toothed tiger, as massive as a mountain, pierced through the clouds.
"Aspect of the Earth!"
The phantom solidified into reality. Yin Hu's figure instantly transformed into a gigantic tiger, tens of thousands of feet tall.
The ground shattered in its wake like a massive earthquake, sending dirt and rubble flying into the air.
This was the final image witnessed by people all around the world.
The very next moment, the news broadcast abruptly cut out.
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