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Chapter 593: Nanyang's Dragon Execution
Chapter 593: Nanyang's Dragon Execution
Roar!
The tranquility between the land and water of Southern Flood was suddenly shattered by a mournful dragon roar.
It was like the sound of metal and stone, deafening to the ears.
A massive shadow swept across the sky, as if a black cloud was blocking the sun, and a torrential downpour of scarlet rain fell upon the earth, staining the waters and land.
A thick, bloody smell permeated the air, causing countless creatures to look up in horror.
Whether they were cultivators, demons, mortals, or beasts, they all witnessed the enormous creature that seemed to stretch like a mountain range, endless and beyond the reach of their eyes.
A demon that had been hiding deep within the Southern Flood, controlling the Dragon Palace, was now emitting mournful howls!
It was clear to all that this formidable creature was desperately trying to return to the water, but its struggling body was constantly being pulled back into the sky by an invisible, immense force.
What kind of terrifying existence could forcibly restrain such a powerful demon?
Finally, a suddenly leaping figure caught everyone's attention.
They saw a young man holding a sword, standing on the massive dragon's body that resembled a mountain range. His left arm shot out, and his long fingers tightly grasped a dragon whisker. In the next moment, he forcefully pulled this "mountain" upwards!
This shocking scene left everyone stunned and frozen in their places.
The next instant, their vision turned red.
Puchi!
The golden-patterned dark blade pierced the Southern Dragon King's scale armor, tearing through its flesh and causing waves of blood to surge.
Compared to the terrifying size of the old dragon, this long sword seemed no bigger than a toothpick.
However, as the young man swung his arm, the initially insignificant wound on the dragon's body expanded hundreds of times in an instant.
Blinding golden light erupted, as if tearing the old dragon apart!
One slash after another!
The blood drenched the young man's clothes and hair, turning his originally fair complexion into a bloody red, except for his gray eyes that remained calm.
"Roar!"
This terrifying dragon demon was the only one in the entire Southern Flood, and its pitiful state made it hard to believe...
That it was the ruler of the Southern Flood, the strongest being in this land and water, the renowned Dragon King!
So, what was this Dragon King afraid of?
As the Southern Dragon King rolled and fled across the sky of the Southern Flood, someone finally recognized the young man's identity.
"Sect Master Shen?!"
The cultivators of the four subordinate forces of the Nanyang Sect all widened their eyes.
They knew that the Southern Flood Seven Sects and the Dragon Palace had been at odds for a long time.
But they never expected it to escalate to the point of direct combat with the Dragon King.
Such a significant event that could affect the entire Southern Flood suddenly occurred right before their eyes, without any warning or signs.
What was even more unbelievable was that only Sect Master Shen had taken action from the Southern Flood Seven Sects.
In a one-on-one fight, he was still able to suppress the Southern Dragon King throughout!
"Huff!"
In Xuan Yue City, Yin Yajun, protected by her father, stared at the horizon in a daze, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid.
Even though she believed that Sect Master Shen was all-powerful, witnessing this scene still left her in a state of shock, as if struck by lightning.
A single word from the Southern Dragon King could cause turmoil in the Southern Flood, yet in front of Sect Master Shen, he appeared so disheveled.
But why was there only one person from the other side?
"Father, why is this happening?"
"..."
Facing his daughter's confused gaze, City Lord Yin could only give a bitter smile.
Although his cultivation was low, he still had a status and a deep understanding of the Seven Sects.
Even though the Seven Sects had previously targeted Sect Master Shen, after the Seven Sons Assembly, anyone with a brain would know how important Sect Master Shen was.
Moreover, this was no trivial matter of slaying the Southern Dragon King; it was not something to be taken lightly.
Such a commotion could not possibly escape the notice of the Southern Flood Seven Sons.
Numerous disciples poured out of the sacred grounds, listening to the mournful dragon roar, feeling as if they were in a dream.
Before the remaining three sect leaders could react, Ji Jingxi burst forth, rushing towards the direction where the dragon roar originated.
Her face was filled with an unprecedented seriousness, and in her clear eyes, a hint of fear could be seen.
Three people had gone out, but now only one remained.
Although the Southern Dragon King seemed pitiful, its vitality was still thriving!
Although it was unclear what accident had occurred to make things turn out this way, Ji Jingxi could almost guess what would happen next.
Her lips trembled:
"Shen Yi, don't be impulsive..."
...
"Can you kill me? Can you?!"
The Southern Dragon King's consciousness was becoming hazy, but it still felt the suppressing force on its body weakening.
The Sacred Mountain Tranquil Sky Technique was undoubtedly a formidable Immortal Technique.
However, it could only stabilize one area, and even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would gradually thin out, not being inexhaustible.
"Huff!"
Shen Yi stood atop the dragon's head, his wet hair sticking to the side of his face. He held a long sword at an angle, and his entire body was already drenched in blood.
He exhaled a breath of turbid air.
He didn't respond to the Southern Dragon King's taunts but calmly watched as the dragon king plunged into the water.
This Dragon King, not to mention its formidable dragon body, was undoubtedly the most formidable one Shen Yi had ever seen.
Even though its body was already covered in scales and wounds, the power within it was still vast, as if it would never tire.
"Have you accepted your fate?"
Feeling his body once again enveloped by the blue waves, the Southern Dragon King panted and laughed maniacally.
He had returned to the place he was most familiar with, and even his crazed mind seemed to regain some clarity.
Even facing the three-person ambush, he had managed to hold out until now.
So, the outcome was already decided! The Southern Dragon King sprinted straight towards the Dragon Den. Once he returned there, everything would be settled.
As for the youth who dared to challenge him, it was best for him to leave on his own, or else...
Seeing that Shen Yi had no intention of leaving, the Southern Dragon King's laughter became even more hideous.
"Don't leave! It's better if you don't leave!"
Accompanied by a dragon roar, it churned the Southern Flood, and its massive body descended rapidly. Soon, it saw the Jade Stone Hall.
"Now, it's my turn!"
Perhaps too excited, the Southern Dragon King didn't notice that the Jade Stone Hall was much quieter than usual, as if it were a dead place.
Strands of blood drifted between the jade stones, then quickly dispersed by the water.
It transformed into a human form and landed heavily below the hall, at the entrance to the bottomless abyss.
The ancient long robe was already in tatters, and its majestic figure stood hunched over, its body covered in blood and flesh, unrecognizable from its original form.
In an instant, a nearly tangible dragon qi wrapped around its body, quickly repairing its wounds.
The Southern Dragon King suddenly turned its head, glaring at the dark-robed figure with malice, wishing to devour his flesh and bones. But soon, it revealed a cruel smile, "I don't know why you dared to follow, but this is my territory."
Although severely injured, the dragon qi could no longer help it regain its peak Heaven Realm strength, but with just a moment's time, it could recover to its full glory.
Without Qi Yan Sheng and Ye Jiu's restraint, dealing with just Shen Yi was enough.
"Your territory?"
Shen Yi looked on silently, without a hint of mockery in his voice, but it caused the Southern Dragon King to narrow his eyes again.
Just now, this youth had this attitude, and then things changed, and the Northern Flood group left so easily.
Now, it was the same situation again.
Although he didn't believe the Southern Seven Sons had the ability to threaten him in front of the Dragon Den.
But subconsciously, the Southern Dragon King glanced around.
This sweep made him realize something was amiss.
The Jade Stone Hall was too quiet, and with such a commotion, not a single one of his descendants or numerous demon soldiers had shown themselves.
He sniffed the air, and apart from his own blood, he carefully distinguished the various familiar scents.
"Southern Seven Sons..."
The blood on his forehead trickled into the Southern Dragon King's eyes, contorting his face even more.
No wonder only three of them had come; the rest of the Southern Seven Sons' sect leaders had come to wreak havoc in his Dragon Palace.
Just as the Southern Dragon King was about to strike out, intending to use Shen Yi's life to vent his anger, he took a step forward, but his face suddenly changed.
In the dimly lit waters, a series of dark shadows gradually emerged.
The weakest among them was still at the Dao Fusion Realm! Of course, these beings couldn't pose any substantial threat to the Southern Dragon King.
But this exaggerated number still made him somewhat uncertain.
Until he recognized the faces of these shadows.
The Southern Dragon King's eyes narrowed into a thin line.
They weren't the Southern Seven Sons' reinforcements from elsewhere, as he had imagined.
Without exception, these figures were all great demons! And they looked quite familiar.
When he saw Cold Mountain Ancestor's face in his sight, the Southern Dragon King finally couldn't help but take a step back.
"You're not dead?!"
He finally recognized them; they were all Western Flood demons.
At this moment, these great demons all stared at him indifferently, their murderous intent almost tangible.
"You actually sided with the Southern Seven Sons."
The Southern Dragon King clenched his teeth, finally understanding the reason for the Southern Flood's strangeness earlier.
But just as he spoke, his face changed again.
What a joke, if it were true as he had imagined, then the previous Southern Flood sect leaders' acting skills were too realistic. He believed them, but Ye Jiu's reaction couldn't possibly be fake.
Furthermore, with the meager resources of the Southern Flood Seven Sects, where would they find the capital to curry favor with these powerful demons?
On the contrary, the scene before him suddenly reminded him of another power.
The Southern Dragon King stared intently at Shen Yi, scrutinizing him several times, and incredulously exclaimed, "The Ten Thousand Demons Hall?"
"You're the Hall Master of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall?!"
Before he could finish speaking, the Southern Dragon King instinctively retreated back into the Dragon Den.
The power that had turned the Western Flood upside down and ultimately managed to retreat unscathed was not something he could handle in his current state.
Just then, he collided with an even taller figure.
A hoarse whisper sounded in his ear.
"He's not the Hall Master, he's my master."
"I'm the Eastern Hall Master."
"Grandfather Dragon, why aren't you kneeling yet..."
"Pay homage to my master!"
The whispers suddenly rose several times louder, like thunderous roars!
The Southern Dragon King turned around abruptly and saw a magnificent human-shaped dragon figure, shimmering like molten gold.
A cruel smile played on the dragon's lips.
A pair of sharp claws had already deeply pierced his back, and ten fingers ruthlessly pinched the firm muscles, intending to tear him apart!
"Ah!"
In excruciating pain, the Southern Dragon King let out a miserable howl, fiercely swung his claws, and slammed them onto Ke Shisan's shoulders, causing his knotted and towering shoulders to shatter instantly!
However, Ke Shisan's face remained unchanged, still wearing a cruel smile, as his claws slowly tore through the dragon king's flesh.
"Die for me!"
The Southern Dragon King frantically channeled his demon energy and dragon aura, preparing to destroy this bizarre dragon demon's body, but suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
Terrified, he turned around.
He saw the dark red robe fluttering, and Shen Yi had already stepped forward, standing just inches away from him. The aura on Shen Yi's body surged to the extreme, transforming once again into a majestic Sacred Mountain, causing the entire blue sky to tremble.
His long right arm slowly extended, and the palm of his hand, occupied by blood talismans, rapidly enlarged in the Southern Dragon King's line of sight.
Puff!
With the full support of the Sacred Mountain Tranquil Sky Technique, Shen Yi's palm touched the knife wound he had intentionally left on the Southern Dragon King's neck, and then forcefully penetrated it.
Amidst the scorching demon blood, he tightly clenched the Southern Dragon King's cervical vertebra.
At the same time, needle-like gray fog emanated from Shen Yi's fingertips, flowing into the Southern Dragon King's limbs and bones.
The gray fog, refined from the Infinite Tribulation Heartless Dao, which gathered endless resentment, was far more sinister than the pure killing intent from before.
It rapidly eroded the Southern Dragon King's bones and flesh.
"You... you..."
The Southern Dragon King's throat was pierced, his voice muffled and unclear, but filled with genuine terror.
Behind him, ferocious demon energy flowed into his body through Ke Shisan's palms.
The crimson demon energy and gray fog simultaneously ravaged his body, and with the additional factors of his severe injuries and his demon body not having enough time to recover, the Southern Dragon King finally felt a hint of death's aura.
He desperately struggled to break free.
Ke Shisan pulled out his hands, covered in blood and flesh, like drawing a sword, and tightly hugged the Southern Dragon King, squeezing his body with his thick arms until it deformed and twisted!
Creak! Creak!
"Where do you think you're going..."
Ke Shisan's whisper, falling into the Southern Dragon King's ears, was like a death warrant.
He couldn't turn back, and could only stare at Shen Yi's calm gray eyes.
Upon learning Shen Yi's true identity and seeing those gray eyes again, the Southern Dragon King's entire body trembled.
Even a formidable Late Heaven Realm demon had to submit to him and was willing to die for him.
The terror of this Nanyang Sect Master probably far exceeded his expectations.
"I... I... also... willing... to serve you..."
With his last bit of strength, he pleaded for mercy.
Shen Yi felt the cervical vertebra in his palm gradually becoming brittle under the erosion of the gray fog.
The gray mist in his eyes slowly dissipated, revealing a hint of fatigue in his black pupils.
He gave no response.
Shen Yi just earnestly clenched his five fingers until a dull sound resonated between them.
Crack!
Almost simultaneously, the rampaging demon energy instantly tore through the Southern Dragon King's body.
The densely packed wounds that had just healed burst open.
All the gray fog converged, enveloping his still-beating heart, and instantly crushed it!
The Southern Dragon King's eyes gradually dimmed.
He stared blankly at Shen Yi.
He watched as the young man slowly withdrew his hand from his throat.
The Southern Dragon King seemed to have lost all his strength, his head drooped, and he fell to his knees with a thud before the long robe.
(End of Chapter)
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