Chapter 591: I'll Only Count to Three

Chapter 591: I'll Only Count to Three

"It's time to go."

Outside the Southern Flood Seven Sects, Ye Jiu casually tossed aside the Dao token in his hand and gazed at the dark and gloomy waters.

Moments later, a tall figure emerged from the Treasure Flower Sect's sacred grounds.

"You didn't tell me anything, and you didn't say where we're going. You're acting like you're the Nanyang Sect Leader now," Qi Yan Sheng said, his face expressionless as he approached Ye Jiu.

Ever since the last time when Shen Zongzhu was brought back, Ye Jiu had been acting even more abnormally.

Qi Yan Sheng's heart was filled with unease, sensing that something big was about to happen.

"How would I know where we're going?"

Ye Jiu glanced at him and then looked past the Ling Yue Sect Leader, focusing on the figure behind him.

There, a figure in an ink-colored robe stood quietly with his hands at his sides.

"His abilities excel at concealing his presence, and I think it would be more prudent to have him with us," Ye Jiu said, suppressing the restlessness in his heart as he explained softly.

"Let's go."

Shen Yi lightly nodded, and his figure slowly dissipated into the void.

The reason Ye Jiu hadn't informed the Ling Yue Sect Leader was that he believed the other party would never agree to such a crazy idea. However, if Senior Ye could convince him, then it would be a good thing.

Seeing this, Qi Yan Sheng's already uneasy expression darkened further. He stared at Ye Jiu, and after a long silence, he finally heaved a heavy sigh, "So, you didn't want to bring me along in the first place?"

"You talk too much."

Ye Jiu stepped onto the Radiant Light Long Sword and headed straight in the direction where Shen Yi had left.

Although Qi Yan Sheng felt helpless, he had no choice but to follow.

The three figures instantly fled, silently leaving the boundaries of the Seven Sects.

Meanwhile, within the Clear Moon Sacred Grounds...

Ji Jingxi stood in the Ancestral Hall, her eyes closed, her fair and delicate fingers tightly clenched within her long sleeves.

The only thing that could make two Late-stage Heaven Realm Senior Brothers leave together, aside from what she had guessed, there probably wasn't any other possibility.

Back when Senior Brother Qin was still around, the Southern Flood Seven Sons couldn't completely eradicate the Southern Dragon Palace. Yet, in this most difficult moment, they had casually decided to do so.

No, to be precise, it was Shen Yi alone who had made this decision.

He hadn't even included Ji Jingxi and Senior Brother Qi in his plans, probably because he thought they were too talkative, and explaining things to them would be troublesome... As for Senior Brother Ye, if it weren't for him suddenly taking the initiative that day, perhaps even he wouldn't have known about Shen Yi's plan.

"You guys—"

Ji Jingxi opened her eyes, suddenly feeling a sense of powerlessness.

In the Southern Flood's waters and lands, there was still something she couldn't participate in, and this anxious worry made her feel uneasy, a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time.

However, Shen Yi's strength was similar to hers. Where did he get the audacity to have such a bold idea and act so decisively?

The direction the three of them were heading didn't seem to be towards the Dragon Den either.

Could it be that she had guessed wrong?

"Junior Sister, we feel something is off. Has something happened?" Outside the Ancestral Hall, the other three Sect Leaders gathered simultaneously.

"..."

Hearing this, Ji Jingxi turned around, paused for a moment, and then forced herself to remain calm, "Nothing's wrong."

Indeed, there wasn't much to discuss. If Shen Yi and the others failed, the Southern Flood Seven Sects' path would likely come to an end.

She hoped that she had guessed wrong.

...

In the Southern Flood, within a hidden location in the waters.

A majestic figure, wearing a coronet and an ancient, tattered robe, slowly approached the Peach Source Manor.

The Southern Dragon King was very reluctant to deal with the people from the Northern Flood.

As one of the Four Dragon Kings of the Four Floods, due to the barrenness of the Southern Flood, the strength gap between him and the other three Dragon Kings, especially the two from the East and North, was simply too vast.

However, the situation today was different. Only by borrowing their hands to deliver the letter in his sleeve to the Immortal's desk did he have a chance to turn the tables.

The Southern Dragon King imagined the Seven Sects being annihilated like the Nanyang Sect, with all life extinguished and wails echoing across the land. The unease in his heart was quickly replaced by a surge of satisfaction.

"Your fate is sealed. Blame your Shen Zongzhu for being too ostentatious and attracting trouble."

He muttered, gazing at the sky, sensing the several powerful auras drawing closer to the Peach Source Manor.

In an instant, a torrent of water surged, carrying the majestic figure of the Southern Dragon King, as he soared towards the water's surface!

After lying low for so many days, he could finally leave the waters with dignity.

The Southern Dragon King struggled to contain the sinister smile on his lips. Just as he was about to leap out, his eyelids suddenly began to twitch rapidly. In his line of sight, inverted mountains appeared, as if flipping the heavens and earth, enclosing him tightly within the rippling waves.

"Qi Yan Sheng—"

The Southern Dragon King slowly revealed his fangs, his terrifying eyes filled with bloodshot veins, staring at the inverted mountain range.

He was all too familiar with this restrictive technique that sealed the area.

But he still couldn't understand how the Southern Flood Seven Sons knew of his presence here, where their confidence came from to challenge him, and... how they dared to act in front of the Northern Flood group?

So many doubts filled his mind, but upon seeing the three figures gradually emerging, the Southern Dragon King had a vague answer.

He stared coldly at the figure in the ink-colored robe at the forefront, and after a moment, a sinister smile appeared, "So... this was your idea?"

Given the Nanyang Sect Leader's arrogant and domineering behavior, it seemed nothing he did would be surprising.

Without waiting for Shen Yi's response, the Southern Dragon King quickly turned his gaze to the other two, "Didn't you tell him that in all of Hongze, the person who most wants you dead is currently in the sky?"

"..."

Qi Yan Sheng silently glanced at the sky, and from such a close distance, he also felt those familiar powerful auras.

Boundless Dao Emperor Sect, Northern Dragon Palace.

How did these people suddenly appear in Southern Flood, and for what reason? How did Shen Zongzhu know that the Southern Dragon King had left the Dragon Den, and how did he pinpoint the exact location of his pursuit?

With the cautious nature of this old dragon king, even if he had to come out, there was no way anyone else in Southern Flood could have known about it.

Of course, the most important thing was that once the battle started, no matter how much he urged his Cold Aura Spell, over time, those people would inevitably sense the changes in the aura here.

Then, it wouldn't just be a matter of dealing with one Southern Dragon King.

If at first Qi Yan Sheng thought these two were too impulsive, but there was still a chance to fight, then now, he felt that these two had gone mad.

"Don't look at me, I don't know either."

Ye Jiu spoke indifferently, his gaze never leaving the old dragon from start to finish.

He really wanted to know how big the gap between him and the Southern Dragon King was after so many years of bitter cultivation.

But the arrival of the Northern Flood people was indeed beyond his expectations.

"Try to stop me?"

The Southern Dragon King retracted his gaze, sneered, and without lingering, he rode the surging waves, charging straight towards the upper waters!

Seeing this, Ye Jiu and Qi Yan Sheng almost simultaneously looked forward, to be honest, the odds of winning against the Southern Dragon King weren't great to begin with, and it was even more difficult to kill him, but now with such a big surprise, even Ye Jiu felt that it was impossible.

Just as the Southern Dragon King said, if these two major powers discovered that the Southern Seven Sons were taking the initiative to attack the Dragon Palace, it would be equivalent to violating the agreement made by the Eastern Dragon Palace.

Whether it was the Boundless Dao Emperor Palace or the Northern Dragon Palace, neither would mind helping this dragon king and giving the Southern Seven Sons a painful lesson.

Therefore, the two were only waiting for an order to retreat.

But the next moment, the ink-robed figure in their eyes disappeared in an instant.

Before they had a chance to search for his trail.

A deafening roar rang out in their ears! If not for the protection of the many Upside-Down Mountains, this vast aura alone would have been enough to shock the entire Southern Flood.

Just a hundred zhang away from the water's surface.

The Southern Dragon King crossed his arms, blocking his face, and on the dragon arm covered in scales, a long, slender leg appeared at some point, slamming down with great force, causing his entire body to shake violently, and the black boots almost stuck to the Southern Dragon King's forehead.

"You..."

This old dragon, who had been guarding the Southern Flood for many years, slowly raised his head, and the bloodshot eyes turned completely red.

A dragon demon that had been in the late Heaven Realm for a full ten thousand years, and with the support of the Dragon Den, could enhance its strength to the level of the Perfect Heaven Realm.

Its furious gaze was enough to make most creatures feel chilled.

However, above the Southern Dragon King, the ink-robed youth's whip kick sent him back underwater, and his expression remained completely calm, just like his gray eyes, peaceful and lifeless, without a trace of emotion.

The four of them locked eyes.

The Southern Dragon King actually averted his gaze.

This subtle movement caused a hint of astonishment to appear in Qi Yan Sheng and Ye Jiu's hearts.

In the initial clash, this old dragon was not only suppressed by Shen Yi but also seemed to have a weaker aura.

This led to a wild guess from the two.

Could it be that this dragon demon was too old, and his strength and mentality had regressed, far inferior to his former self? But this thought had just flashed through.

Qi Yan Sheng realized how wrong he was.

Because the Southern Dragon King had no intention of contending with Shen Yi, his only goal was to leave the Upside-Down Mountain.

Therefore, the one manipulating the Cold Aura Spell became his primary target.

The Southern Dragon King used his arms to shed force, instantly retreating, his seemingly robust body was incredibly agile, and in a breath, he appeared in front of Qi Yan Sheng, his thick dragon arm whistled out, pointing directly at the chest of the Ling Yue Sect Leader!

"Purple Sun Mountain Casting!"

Qi Yan Sheng reacted swiftly, raising his palms, and a purple-gold little mountain gathered in his palm, blocking the dragon claw just in time.

As a late-stage Heaven Realm cultivator, even without the Immortal Technique, he possessed three Cold Aura Spells.

And this move was his strongest, evolved from the Dao Law when he broke through to the late stage.

The purple-gold little mountain began to rapidly expand the moment it appeared.

However, the Southern Dragon King remained calm, his dragon claw suddenly clenched, and under those rough claws, the purple-gold mountain was pushed back, the expanding mountain body alternating between large and small, gradually becoming distorted.

With a faint sound, some barely noticeable cracks appeared on the seemingly indestructible purple-gold treasure mountain.

It was evident that the two were cultivators of the same level, otherwise, they wouldn't have reached a stalemate, but the gap in strength was still obvious, and Qi Yan Sheng's defeat was only a matter of time.

Rustle—

At this moment, a dazzling Flowing Light illuminated the Southern Dragon King's eyes, and the sword seemed to exist outside the five elements, cutting through the green waves without causing a ripple.

"Heh."

Facing the Radiant Light Long Sword, the Southern Dragon King's face showed apprehension for the first time, and he withdrew without hesitation, his figure erupting as he returned to his original position.

Scanning the three of them, he slightly adjusted his breathing, but didn't seem flustered, instead becoming more composed: "I haven't exercised my bones in a long time, and I should thank you three.

"A miss!" Ye Jiu retrieved the radiant light, not feeling surprised in the least. If the old dragon was so easily injured by his strike, then it had truly lived in vain.

He casually performed a sword flourish, his mind clear as to the source of the dragon's confidence.

The few figures in the sky were drawing closer, and as long as the Southern Dragon King fought with all his might, it would take no more than half an hour for Qi Yan Sheng's Upside-Down Mountain to be unable to suppress the fluctuations of energy in this place.

"Two old things, being led around by a novice, aren't you afraid of becoming a laughingstock?"

The Southern Dragon King smiled indifferently, still keeping his gaze on Shen Yi at the top.

It seemed to have figured out who was in charge here.

"I'll give you one last chance, leave now, and I'll pretend nothing happened."

"I'll only give you three seconds to consider."

As he spoke, the Southern Dragon King slowly raised three clawed fingers and then gradually closed them.

Qi Yan Sheng quickly adjusted his energy, and the Southern Dragon King's sudden and fierce attack, followed by his consecutive engagements with the three of them, had already proven his ability to fight three opponents and his strength that wouldn't allow him to lose in a short time.

Even if Shen Zongzhu's previously displayed strength had far exceeded his imagination, it still couldn't change this outcome.

Whether it was the channels through which he obtained information or the speed of his progress, they all proved Shen Yi's capabilities.

To put it this way, with the three of them gathered, Qi Yan Sheng now had at least a 90% chance of severely injuring the Southern Dragon King, and if they coordinated well, there was even a 30% chance of killing him.

But if they encountered an unexpected event, they could only blame their bad luck.

He lifted his gaze and looked upwards.

Shen Yi was still standing with his hands hanging by his sides, quietly looking down at the dragon demon, not rushing to make a move, as if waiting for something.

"..."

The Southern Dragon King counted, but his eyes flickered with uncertainty.

This young man was too calm, to the point that it made the dragon feel a bit nervous.

However, the Southern Dragon King couldn't think of what else the young man could do in this situation.

"Shen Zongzhu, there's only one number left."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but remind him with a cold smile: "Don't repeat the mistakes of Nanyang."

Shen Yi acted as if he hadn't heard, only glancing sideways at the Peach Source Manor.

Just then, a dark golden figure suddenly soared from the middle, flying straight towards the sky!

When this scene appeared before his eyes, the Southern Dragon King's face changed drastically.

The energy here was covered by the Upside-Down Mountain, and that golden body dharma image, which he had easily scared into not daring to move, why would it, at such a coincidental moment, suddenly ignore the energy he had left on it and make such an abnormal move?

At this moment in the sky.

The massive black dragon hovered uncertainly, and the three from the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect still stood with their hands behind their backs.

"Is this the Southern Flood that nurtured Li Xuan Qing?"

Xue Yan surveyed the barren land and water, saying indifferently, "It's just like this."

"Although the land nurtures its people, it's also normal for a good seedling to occasionally emerge." The other two branch sect leaders from the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect smiled.

Upon hearing this, Xue Yan's lips curled slightly, shaking his head. "What I mean is, this place and that person are just like this, making them both boring and disappointing."

As he spoke, he looked down and said, "However, this Virtue Immortal is quite interesting, actively coming towards us. Does he really think we're here to escort him?"

"Shh, don't speak too much."

The elderly man seriously reminded him and then took the lead in bowing towards the people below: "We are here on the orders of Hongze Great Immortal to welcome the Upper Immortal and go to Northern Flood as guests."

As far as he knew, Hongze Great Immortal seemed to have other uses for this Virtue Immortal, so there was no need to offend him with words.

"Understood, let's go."

The golden body dharma image, about ten zhang tall, landed on the cloud, nodding slightly.

Facing this slightly arrogant response, coupled with the barely perceptible energy from the golden body, Xue Yan felt a bit uncomfortable, but he didn't react, instead following suit and bowing.

Only the black dragon at the top poked its head out, saying in a deep voice, "Where is the local dragon king responsible for protecting the Upper Immortal? Why hasn't he shown himself?"

Upon hearing this, Qinghua stopped in her tracks, following her master's instructions, and coldly glanced at the black dragon: "If you want to find him, go yourself. Don't waste my time."

The black dragon never expected that a cultivator of this level would dare to scold him so bluntly.

It was momentarily stunned, its eyes narrowing slightly: "..."

After a moment, it withdrew its head into the clouds, leaving only a rough voice: "The Upper Immortal is right."

The few people from the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect looked at each other, then raised their eyebrows: "Upper Immortal, please come this way."

In just a few words, these figures quickly fled towards the north, soon disappearing without a trace.

And in the waters.

"You bunch of... filthy beasts!"

The Southern Dragon King stared at the sky, finding it hard to imagine that these people would leave so easily without even meeting him, as if the vast Southern Flood didn't interest them at all.

It was as if the entire Southern Flood couldn't spark their interest.

"Come back!"

"Come back to me now!"

The Southern Dragon King let out a frenzied roar, and the only remaining raised claw trembled violently.

But the next moment, his furious gaze was blocked by a slightly lifted ink-colored robe.

The Southern Dragon King's eyes only saw a pale face close at hand, and in those eyes, a pair of gray irises calmly stared at him, without a hint of killing intent, yet making him inexplicably feel a chill throughout his body.

The youth's clear voice echoed around him, causing the Southern Dragon King's facial features to twist.

"Have you... finished counting?"

(End of Chapter)

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