Chapter 605: The Arrival of the Eastern Dragon Palace

Chapter 605: The Arrival of the Eastern Dragon Palace

"Guh... Guh..."

Yue Gonggui's throat was filled with blood, his eyes bulging as he strained with all his might to turn around.

But just as he managed to twist halfway, the massive head of the Disaster Kirin slammed down onto the ground, shattering into pieces amidst the roaring sound, kicking up clouds of dust!

Shen Yi held the Golden Profound Blade, meticulously dissecting the remaining demon body until he could retrieve the treasure armor intact. Only then did he collect the demon's flesh, blood, and treasure armor into his finger ring.

The Azure Dragon Sun Devourer transformed back into its long sword form, and the blood pearl seeped through the gaps in the dragon claws, making the entire sword body even darker, like an eternal night.

This Demon Emperor Armament, capable of breaking the defenses that even late-stage Heaven Realm demons trusted, far surpassed the power a White Jade Capital Dao Soldier should possess.

Compared to the Yin-Yang Birth-Death Jade Pendant represented by An Yi, this sword did not have too many flashy effects. Just like Ke Shisan, whose bloodline was becoming purer, its only advantage was its sharpness.

Shen Yi casually sheathed the long sword and, standing amidst the dark clouds, looked back with his hands hanging by his sides.

"..."

The heavy breathing was incessant, and the faces of the various sect leaders turned pale, not because of the young man's act of slaughter, but because...

Both the Demon Palace and the Yue family were formidable powers that the Western Flood cultivators dared not offend.

And now, with two tigers fighting, someone dared to take advantage of the opportunity to settle a personal grudge. It was this audacity and strength, completely disregarding the two powers, that was the most shocking.

A normal person, after killing two heirs of the Yue family, even if fearless, would have no reason to swagger over and admit to it in front of them, saying, "I did this," and then attacking again.

Why not let the fisherman gain from the quarrel between the clam and crab?

After all, there was still the Demon Palace nearby. If this disciple escaped, and those thugs realized what had happened, it would undoubtedly lead to another bloody storm.

It could only mean that this young cultivator did not consider either party as people and had never taken the Western Flood seriously.

"What are you staring at! Bunch of stupid idiots, still not withdrawing the formation! Quick!"

Just as the various sect leaders were in a daze, the remaining dozen or so elite Yue family disciples erupted in shrill roars.

The peach blossom in the sky not only blocked the Demon Palace disciple but also blocked them.

At this moment, the tall and slender figure in the dark clouds slowly cast his gaze upon the group of Yue family disciples.

The swift defeat and death of the Clan Guardian Elder had already shattered the pride of these Northern Flood cultivators, causing their rationality to crumble. They had originally thought that the Western Flood was a remote and backward place, but now it seemed like a dragon's den and tiger's lair, suffocating them to the point of despair.

"Withdraw the formation!"

Watching the group of Yue family disciples transform into hideous Disaster Kirins and collide chaotically in the air, the various sect leaders subconsciously wanted to retreat.

At this moment, Shen Yi swept a calm gaze over them.

Just this serene look was enough to freeze them in place like wooden stakes, cold sweat soaking their backs, and they dared not even breathe.

"Sect Master Xue! Save us!"

A Disaster Kirin held up a bronze mirror, its liver and gallbladder shattered to the point of desperation, and it pleaded for help from a mere Earthly Realm cultivator.

"What happened? Speak!"

"Let Yue Gonggui answer me!"

In the Western Flood Dragon King Palace, Schyan's face was grim as he stared intently at the water curtain.

He didn't understand how, with the Yue family's Clan Guardian Elder present, the situation could have gotten so out of control. Why had the situation spiraled out of control in an instant?

That was a late-stage Heaven Realm Disaster Kirin, carrying heavy treasures and possessing rich experience. Yet, in a short time, it had ended up begging the Yue family disciples for help!

"The Great Elder... he... he... save me!"

A piercing scream, almost breaking the sound barrier, echoed through the water curtain, and in the murky image, only a swaying black robe and a pale, handsome face remained.

Schyan stood frozen, and through the bronze mirror, he saw the youth looking down at him indifferently.

A pair of deep, dark eyes, as if containing countless stars.

"Huh!"

In an instant, the entire water curtain shattered, leaving only Schyan's breathing in the Dragon King Palace.

He stared blankly into the void, his expression dazed. After a long time, he finally regained his senses, his face turning from white to blue, as if he had suffered a great humiliation. His lips trembled, and he muttered, then roared, "You... you... how dare you!"

This young beast dared to look at him with such eyes.

So calm and indifferent, as if this disciple of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect's Branch Sect Master was no different from the stupid members of the Yue family.

"You're asking for death—"

Schyan suddenly clenched his fists, suddenly realizing that he didn't even know the identity of this cultivator.

"Who is this?" He spun around and grabbed Qi Family Elder Five, whose face was still in a daze, "I want to know who he is right now!"

"I... I..." Qi Family Elder Five no longer cared about his status as a Heaven Realm demon. He was still immersed in the Yue family's shrill screams. The formidable power from the Northern Flood had suffered a huge loss in the Western Flood, something they had never even dared to imagine. It shattered his previous perception of the Northern Flood as a superior force.

"I don't know."

Qi Family Elder Five's face was filled with distress. Having followed his second brother for many years, he was not just a good-for-nothing drunkard, and he was quite knowledgeable about the Western Flood forces.

But this face, and even the other's attire, were genuinely unfamiliar to him.

"Go to hell!"

Schyan let go and kicked Qi Family Elder Five, but he forgot that this Dragon Demon's realm was far superior to his own. Not only did he fail to kick the other person, but he stumbled and fell onto the throne himself.

He panted heavily, finally regaining some sanity.

The reason for Schyan's agitation was not only because of the Yue Family's trouble and being ignored by the young man but also because of something more important...

The Greedy Wolf Star Constellation Annihilation Array was still on those bunch of useless people!

The Boundless Dao Emperor Sect's treasure had been lost due to his carelessness!

"Wait."

Schyan suddenly remembered something, as if grasping a lifeline, and his eyes filled with ferocity: "Someone must know your identity; you can't escape!"

When he gathered these Western Flood Cultivators, Zi Xian recognized this person!

Thinking of this, Schyan abruptly stood up and glided out of the hall.

"..."

Qi Family Elder Five's face was grim. He patted the dust off his body and silently stared at the other person leaving.

The Yue Family's trouble and Schyan's reaction caused him to change his view of the Northern Flood.

These lackeys of the Immortals might not be as unfathomable as he had imagined.

But the Demon Palace—

Qi Family Elder Five's eyelids twitched, and a hint of fear gradually appeared in his pupils.

...

At the same time.

A bloody rain, mixed with severed limbs, fell upon the Western Flood.

Shen Yi still stood amidst the thick dark clouds, allowing the crimson raindrops to brush against him, but not a single drop could stain his black robe.

Even at his current realm, the Tianyan Four-Nine was as effective as ever.

He lowered his gaze to the bronze mirror fragment in his palm, his expression unchanged.

Before taking action, Shen Yi had already prepared for exposure.

Of course, this exposure did not refer to his identity as the Nanyang Sect Master. Due to his short time in the world, very few people in the Western Flood had seen him, only a handful.

The only one beyond his control was the Jade Mountain Dragon Consort beneath the water.

With such a significant issue in the Yue Family, the Western Dragon King would undoubtedly gather all available forces. The news of Qi Zhaoyi's fall couldn't be hidden for long, so exposure was inevitable.

Shen Yi had already considered cooperating with the Eastern Dragon Palace and decided to use this opportunity to test her one last time.

Besides that.

The Demon Palace identity had been closely watched by the Western Dragon Palace, and another person was needed to muddy the waters and facilitate the actions of the branch sect masters.

As for now... Shen Yi waved his hand, collecting all the Disaster Kirin corpses into his finger ring.

[Slaying a Late Heaven Realm Disaster Kirin, with a total lifespan of 720,000 years, 140,000 years remaining, absorption complete]



[Slaying a Late Earthly Realm Disaster Kirin, with a total lifespan of 520,000 years, 370,000 years remaining, absorption complete]



Over a dozen prompts appeared, including six above the Dao Fusion Realm, and the remaining White Jade Capital small demons had abundant lifespans.

It was evident that these were indeed the Yue Family's elite.

In total, he had harvested over 1.6 million years of demon lifespan, bringing him one step closer to gathering two Demon Emperor Seals.

The thick dark clouds dispersed, and Shen Yi raised his gaze, looking at the sky with lingering thoughts, then furrowing his brows.

"Hiss."

The hearts of the various sect leaders jumped. The bloody storm had already chilled them to the bone, but now it seemed that the young Cultivator's killing intent had risen, and he was still not satisfied, planning to deal with the Demon Palace's disciples as well?

If he could do that, then today's trip wouldn't be in vain.

However, the peach blossoms in the sky remained, but the petite figure was nowhere to be seen.

"This Demon Palace... actually has a way to escape from the Greedy Wolf Star Chart?!"

The sect leaders' faces changed again, receiving another shock. This land and water, so familiar to them, suddenly felt so foreign.

Damn! If the Demon Palace really escaped, with these ruthless thugs who never let go of a grudge...

As they dazedly retracted their gazes, everyone took a few steps back in unison.

They saw the black-robed figure standing before them, not knowing when he had arrived.

These famous sect leaders of the Western Flood were now all pale-faced, swallowing hard, unsure of what to say.

But what they didn't expect was that this young man, his hands stained with the blood of Late Heaven Realm demons, had such a clear and pure voice.

"Please, give me that array chart."

"This—"

As everyone stood in a daze, Huang Wenfa had already walked over quickly, reaching into the person's storage bag, and said, "Don't just stand there, hand it over quickly. It's as if you think you can understand it."

Only someone like Shen Yi, the Nanyang Sect Master, would be qualified to cultivate such an array comparable to Immortal Techniques.

"..."

Shen Yi silently glanced at the old man, remembering their first encounter when Huang Wenfa exuded the aura of a reclusive master, with a hint of a roguish swordsman that Shen Yi admired. But now, in such a short time, he seemed more and more like a ruffian.

He reached out and took the stack of array charts from Huang Wenfa, nodding slightly without engaging in excessive pleasantries in front of the crowd, lest something unexpected happen.

After all, this was the leader of the Mountain Movers Sect, not some inexperienced novice. He should know how to protect himself without needing others to teach him.

After putting away the array charts, Shen Yi turned and seamlessly merged into the blue sky, disappearing from his original spot.

The other sect leaders were left staring at each other.

After a brief silence, they looked at Huang Wenfa with a hint of awe in their eyes.

Huang Wenfa was becoming more and more accomplished by associating with such a ruthless person.

...

Western Flood, Jade Mountain.

Schyan strode on his flying sword, disregarding the numerous aquatic demon soldiers on the mountain and not concealing his aura. He headed straight for the grand hall at the summit.

"Zi Xian, I have something to ask you!"

When they met before, even though the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect and the Eastern Dragon Palace were not on good terms, Schyan had at least addressed Zi Xian as 'Senior.' But this time, he directly called her by her name.

Apart from the anxiety in his heart, there was another very important reason.

According to what he had just heard, the Yue Family's members, including their Guardian Elder, might have mysteriously lost their lives.

Even in the Northern Flood, this was a major incident that required the intervention of various parties.

Based on the information he had, at the very least, the Black Robe Cultivator was implicated in this matter, and he was clearly connected to Zi Xian, as they seemed to have a deep relationship.

Losing the Greedy Wolf Star Chart to an unknown cultivator due to carelessness was very different from it being stolen by the Eastern Dragon Palace through a scheme.

Schyan was determined to pin this matter on the Eastern Dragon Palace.

If these Purple Bearded White Dragons, who had agreed to stay out of worldly affairs, decided to stir up trouble again, it wouldn't be a matter that a single Branch Sect Master could handle. Even Immortals might have to get involved, making the Greedy Wolf Star Chart seem like a trivial matter.

"..."

Zi Xian slowly walked to the mountain peak, observing the figure approaching on a flying sword. Despite the disrespectful words, she only slightly furrowed her brows, seemingly distracted, and didn't get angry. Instead, she said with a hint of impatience, "Speak your mind, then get lost."

"Heh."

Schyan coldly laughed and forcefully landed, retracting his flying sword with a flick of his finger. "Today's matter isn't something you can brush off with a few words. More than ten lives from the Yue Family deserve an explanation."

Before Zi Xian could respond, her eyes, which had just been withdrawn, refocused on Schyan. Her delicate features froze slightly. "What did you say?"

The Yue Family... dead?!

For some reason, upon hearing this news, Zi Xian's mind instantly flashed with a familiar fair-skinned face. This thought, driven by instinct, caused her to overlook the change in her expression.

Schyan carefully observed Zi Xian's face, and upon noticing the strangeness, he was overjoyed.

There really was a connection!

"I'm telling you, your little white-faced lover has caused big trouble! If you don't want to get burned, it's best to reveal his identity and background to me in detail, leaving nothing out. Otherwise, the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect and the Yue Family will come together, and we will not stand idly by!" Schyan said sternly.

Hearing Schyan's stern voice, Zi Xian composed herself, narrowing her eyes slightly as she stared at him. "Are you interrogating me?"

However, Schyan feared that Zi Xian wouldn't respond, and he wasn't afraid of this Purple Bearded White Dragon who had married into the Western Flood. It was common knowledge that the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect was one of the bullies of the Purple Bearded White Dragons.

"So what if I'm interrogating you..."

Before Schyan could finish his sentence, his face suddenly turned red, and he clenched his neck tightly.

His elegant Daoist robe rose high, and before the runes on it could light up, they shattered into countless tattered strips of cloth. With a 'puchi' sound, he knelt before Zi Xian.

"I'm a Branch Sect Master of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect. How dare you..." he stuttered, his eyes widening as they slowly swept past Zi Xian and landed on the open door behind her.

Inside the hall, on the throne, sat a tall and slender figure leaning lazily. The man's single hand supported his cheek, and his face exuded an indescribable air of nobility.

Between his eyebrows was a vertical purple line, like a third eye.

He stared at Schyan with a deep voice, "There are so many sect leaders; I can't remember all of you. One less is fine by me."

"Heh—"

Schyan trembled with rage but dared not speak.

The person before him was the Crown Prince of the Eastern Dragon Palace, Ziyang, a Perfect Heaven Realm Purple Bearded White Dragon.

In reality, he was the ruler of the Eastern Flood, standing at the very top of the entire Hongze, second only to a handful of Dao Realm cultivators.

What was most terrifying was that, if one were to be strict, although he had lived for tens of thousands of years, he was still considered a young generation.

(End of Chapter)

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