Kunlun City.
At this moment, Wang Zun had already gathered with his grandson Wang Hao.
Seeing that his grandfather was unharmed, Wang Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next moment, his heart tightened again.
Because Chen Feng suddenly appeared before everyone.
And he brought someone with him.
Su Yan.
After reaching the Martial Saint level, Chen Feng's travel time to and from Kunlun City had increased several times over.
In just a few minutes, he went from the Holy Capital to Kunlun City.
Chen Feng handed Su Yan over to Jin Youxi and said to Wang Zun,
"Please look after her for me for now."
Wang Zun nodded silently.
Based on the subsequent trial of the Ancient Clan, they now knew.
Wei Qianqiu's death was entirely Su Yan's doing.
As soon as the Holy Capital lost its signal, all the Martial Saints of the Ancient Clan received word and returned.
It must have been the work of Su Yan's Devour Heaven Club subordinates.
Such behavior amounted to treason.
But given Su Yan's relationship with Chen Feng, Wang Zun found it hard to say anything.
After all, Chen Feng had saved his life.
And Chen Feng had given so much to the Great Xia Dynasty.
Sparing his own woman's life wasn't too much to ask.
When Chen Feng returned to the Holy Capital again,
the fifth divine thunderbolt of the heavenly tribulation just fell.
Roar!
A sky-shaking tiger's roar.
Revealed that Yin Hu was not in good shape at the moment.
His body was now torn and battered,
covered with claw marks from the flood dragon, along with the damage from the thunder tribulation.
Yin Hu was drenched in blood.
But his wounds were healing at an astonishing speed.
However, the flood dragon wouldn't give Yin Hu a chance to recover.
Because it knew very well.
Once Yin Hu successfully weathered the tribulation,
there would be no future for itself.
It might even die.
Yin Hu was already severely injured.
But the flood dragon still didn't dare to relax in the slightest.
Its own state was also rather miserable.
Many scales had fallen off its body.
Even the dragon horn on its head had been bitten off by Yin Hu during a desperate struggle for its life.
Yin Hu had nearly gotten the flood dragon killed in its jaws.
"Too bad we're not near the sea."
"Otherwise, I would have killed it long ago!"
The flood dragon felt somewhat helpless.
On land, its strength was less than half of what it was in the sea.
There were rivers around the Holy Capital.
But now, those rivers couldn't even cover Yin Hu's claws.
They were hardly useful.
At this moment, Yin Hu swallowed one of the flood dragon's dragon horns.
He felt quite pleased.
"Your old lady has now eaten a dragon."
"You've gotten a bit stronger since becoming a flood dragon."
"But if you think you can kill me just by being a flood dragon, you've got another thing coming."
The flood dragon replied with a deep, cold voice.
"As long as I'm here, there's no way you'll get through the ninth thunderbolt safely."
With that, it charged forward again, launching a new attack on Yin Hu.
It gave Yin Hu no chance to catch his breath.
Whenever a thunderbolt struck,
the flood dragon would immediately pull back.
Then it would find another opportunity to keep weakening Yin Hu.
Its goal was clear.
It didn't have to defeat Yin Hu with its own hands.
As long as Yin Hu failed to pass the tribulation,
that would be its greatest victory.
Yin Hu saw through the flood dragon's intentions.
But he remained unfazed.
Because his eyes caught sight of a gleaming silver figure several kilometers away.
"Your old lady is a great demon who survived from the ancient era under the Martial Gods of the Ancient Clan."
"I've even fought true dragons. How could I lose to a mere flood dragon like you?"
"As for the tribulation, this is the second time I've faced the Divine Fire Thunder!"
Yin Hu's words filled the flood dragon with deep wariness.
Not just the flood dragon.
Everyone around the world was stunned.
At this moment, the conversation between Yin Hu and the flood dragon boomed like thunder.
The sound echoed for a thousand miles in every direction.
Naturally, it was recorded by onlookers in the nearby cities who had their phones out.
Ancient era?
Martial Gods of the Ancient Clan?
The information was overwhelming.
Everyone was bewildered.
"Are they telling the truth? Does mythology really exist?"
"What's there to doubt? You've got two mythical creatures right in front of you."
"Looks like there really were Martial Gods in this world ten thousand years ago."
"Quick, look up mythology data. I feel like the world is about to change!"
...
Chen Feng was equally bewildered.
He never expected that Yin Hu's age was even greater than he had imagined.
But judging by Yin Hu's words,
he had experienced a tribulation before.
Later, for some reason, his cultivation level dropped.
Now he was undergoing another tribulation.
This was his second time going through it.
...
At this moment, the flood snake didn't know whether Yin Hu was telling the truth.
But it knew that Yin Hu was different from the seven spirit beasts of Mount Kunlun.
Because Yin Hu was a half-demon that had escaped from one of the Eight Forbidden Zones.
He belonged to an entirely different era than them.
As for what the ancient era was like,
the flood snake wasn't entirely sure.
But it had heard some things from Xuan Gui.
All the Martial Gods and divine beasts of the ancient era were buried deep within the Kunlun Mountain range.
At the forefront was the Four Symbols Chasm, which buried the Four Divine Beasts.
Then there were the Eight Forbidden Zones, sealing the most powerful demons of that time.
And the sixty-four Ghost Tombs, where all the human masters were laid to rest.
From then on, the world had no more Martial Gods, no more divine beasts.
Only when Yin Hu broke the seal of the Li Fire Forbidden Zone
did Mount Kunlun begin to open once every sixty years.
Thus began the Kunlun Blood Sacrifice.
This gave the flood snake its chance to become a dragon.
That was why it had always been wary of Yin Hu.
Just then,
the sixth Divine Fire Thunderbolt struck.
In an instant, Yin Hu was engulfed in a sea of flames.
His body was torn open again,
emitting wisps of black smoke.
"Why does it hurt even more than the first time!"
Yin Hu couldn't help trembling slightly.
His muscles twitched involuntarily.
But when he saw that the flood dragon seemed intimidated by his words,
he forced himself to speak loudly again.
"This Divine Fire Thunder is nothing special!"
"It's much weaker than the first time I went through my tribulation."
"Four-legged snake, once I'm done with this,
the first thing I'll do is eat you to celebrate."
With that,
he lunged at the flood dragon.
With his current strength,
he could only barely hold his own against the flood dragon.
Dealing with the thunder tribulation at the same time was too taxing.
But he had no choice.
Because without some dragon meat and dragon blood to replenish himself,
he might not survive the ninth Divine Fire Thunderbolt.
This was Yin Hu's second tribulation.
The first time he succeeded, he had eaten a human Martial God to barely withstand the ninth Divine Fire Thunderbolt.
He had nearly been reduced to ashes.
He chose to undergo the tribulation in front of the flood dragon
to force the flood dragon to stay and try to stop him.
Otherwise,
if the flood dragon got scared and fled into the sea,
it would be much harder for him to undergo the tribulation later.
Of course, this wasn't a blind gamble.
He still had one safeguard left.
The flood dragon soared into the air, dodging Yin Hu's lunge.
But the next moment,
he saw Yin Hu's body keep charging forward.
In the direction Yin Hu was heading,
the flood dragon caught sight of a silver-white figure.
"That human with the Qilin bloodline!"
The flood dragon's pupils suddenly contracted.
He immediately realized what Yin Hu was planning to do.
It wasn't just the flood dragon.
Chen Feng, watching Yin Hu run straight toward him,
felt a bad premonition rise in his heart.
"This damn tigress!"
"Is she planning to eat me!"
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ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
