Chapter 609: Chapter 609: Lu Changsheng: Damn, how do I fight this?

“Buzz!”

Lu Changsheng immediately connected to the Wuxiang Treasure Wheel, opening the Wuxiang Domain and casting the Corpse of the flood dragon into it.

“Humans, today I will risk dying together with you to kill you all. Roar!!!”

Although demon beasts generally feel less attachment to their offspring, the Two-Headed Flood Dragon had spent nearly a thousand years nurturing its two descendants, forming a strong bond.

The Two-Headed Flood Dragon roared, manipulating the spiritual veins of the Venomous Dragon Pool. Its power surged as endless poisonous miasma spewed forth, the marsh’s dark, inky water crashing down from the sky, eroding the flesh of all who stood below.

As a Heaven-Tier bloodline, a Fourth-Tier Demon King, it had many tricks laid out in its lair.

If it forcefully left its nest, ignoring the lack of domicile, it would be besieged by the Heavenly Sword Sect. Better to gamble here.

“Boom boom boom—”

However, True Sword had long anticipated the Two-Headed Flood Dragon’s tactics. His black killing sword slashed, splitting the world and leaving a deep, black chasm.

Simultaneously, the formation master in charge of the Forbidden Grand Formation fully activated the blazing Five Elements Divine Sword Formation, suppressing the spiritual veins and the situation of the Venomous Dragon Pool.

Despite all this, the aura of the Two-Headed Flood Dragon continued to climb, growing more and more troublesome.

“This truly shows the foundation of the Spirit Sect; they set up a Fourth-Tier Grand Formation early, making the flood dragon face a dilemma.”

“But why hasn’t True Lord Xuanjian appeared yet? If this continues, can Qingluan Zhenren and True Sword truly slay the Two-Headed Flood Dragon without injury?”

Lu Changsheng, despite being only a Second-Tier Formation Master, held the key to myriad techniques; once understood, he grasped its essence.

He could perceive this Blazing Five Elements Divine Sword Formation was a Fourth-Tier Forbidden Grand Formation!

Not focusing solely on the flood dragon’s battle, he shifted his gaze to the besieged Scarlet Python and Black Crocodile.

Though Qingluan Zhenren had said, any demon king she killed alone would belong to her.

Those she assisted in slaying naturally deserved a share of the spoils!

“Rumble—”

The Yin-Yang Grand Capture descended swiftly upon the besieged Black Crocodile.

The Black Crocodile, already worn down by four Golden Core cultivators, struggled to hold on, its mouth letting out mournful wails.

“Cry!”

The Golden-Winged Roc shrieked, its cry shaking the heavens. Like two celestial swords, its golden wings slashed the Scarlet Python, carving a shocking crimson wound, blood spraying forth.

Its Third-Tier Flood Dragon beneath its claws tried to escape, but the Golden-Winged Roc pecked hard, tearing a chunk of flesh, swallowing it, and then with a mouth dripping with golden luster, bit toward the flood dragon’s weakness.

“Howl!!!”

The blood of the flood dragon gushed, soaring skyward, a painful roar escaping its throat.

With Lu Changsheng and the Golden-Winged Roc’s support, the Scarlet Python and Black Crocodile were swiftly slain.

“Thank you, True Person!”

The cultivators in the Core Formation stage looked at Yangming Zhenren with awe.

Such power surpassed all the Golden Core cultivators present.

If there weren’t such a gap between Golden Core and Nascent Soul, they’d suspect Yangming Zhenren was in between.

“Let’s go!”

Lu Changsheng returned to the Golden-Winged Roc, signaling to charge at the remaining five demon kings.

The Golden-Winged Roc soared, its wings shining like the sun, flying toward another Third-Tier Demon King.

The other Golden Core True Persons quickly followed to support, aiming for a fast victory.

“Boom boom boom—”

True Person Baiyun, Xiao Xiyue, the Three Treasures’ avatars, and five Golden Core cultivators were besieging a Third-Tier Demon King.

At that moment, the Golden-Winged Roc charged forward, smashing into the demon king, sending it flying.

Yin-Yang Grand Capture struck down, embedding the demon king in a vast hundred-foot pit, its life force waning.

Afterward, Lu Changsheng ignored the demon king, riding the Roc to the next target.

“I thought this battle would be a bloody struggle, but unexpectedly.”

True Person Baiyun and others, gazing at Yangming Zhenren in his golden armor, remarked with reverence.

This battle had the Four Great Immortal Sects and Qingluan Immortal City at an overwhelming advantage.

Yet any misstep still carried the risk of falling.

But with Yangming Zhenren’s arrival, swiftly dealing with the flood dragon’s offspring, the battle’s difficulty greatly lessened.

“Go, quickly support the formation!”

Without much sentiment, he signaled to Xiao Xiyue and others.

Even with Qingluan Zhenren and True Sword, slaying the Two-Headed Flood Dragon would be difficult.

If the flood dragon self-destructed its monster core and blew up the spiritual veins, they would be in grave danger!

Additionally, rumors suggested demonic cultivators might intervene!

If Qingluan Zhenren and True Sword were gravely injured fighting the flood dragon, it would lead to mutual destruction and profit the enemy, making a swift victory vital!

“Boom boom boom—”

Lu Changsheng, atop the Golden-Winged Roc, quickly supported, like a divine figure descending, stamping demon kings with Yin-Yang handprints.

The previous late Third-Tier Demon Kings could at least withstand a few moves.

But the mid Third-Tier Demon Kings stood no chance against him and the Roc, defeated in a single round!

He alone slew two, assisted in five, leaving only two untouched.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh—”

Once the demon kings were dealt with, the ordinary Golden Core cultivators went to reinforce the formation, while Late-Stage cultivators moved to the Venomous Dragon Pool’s heart to aid Qingluan Zhenren and True Sword against the flood dragon.

Although their divine powers and treasures could hardly affect a Fourth-Tier Demon King.

They could still offer some suppression!

Lu Changsheng joined them, riding the Roc to the Dragon’s Abyss, launching Yin-Yang Grand Capture at the Two-Headed Flood Dragon.

“Boom boom boom—”

Concurrently, the Blazing Five Elements Divine Sword Formation, now fully supported by the Four Great Immortal Sects’ Golden Core and False Core cultivators, surged with unprecedented strength, causing weather to change.

The sky, once shrouded by poisonous mists, began to boil, burning them away.

Five suspended blazing swords twirled and fused, forming one massive burning sky-piercing sword.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh—”

Appearing, the fiery great sword emitted intense beams of flame, igniting trees and earth in the Venomous Dragon Pool.

Then, the sword lunged at the Two-Headed Flood Dragon, engulfing it in fire, mystery entwining, forming endless divine might.

“Roar roar roar—”

Matched with Qingluan Zhenren and True Sword, the flood dragon lost its footing.

Its scales’ poison seemingly burned away, even its endless black water faltered.

“Boom boom boom—”

Beyond Lu Changsheng, all Core Formation cultivators came prepared, brandishing treasures, suppressing the flood dragon.

Various powers and Artifacts bombarded the dragon, creating endless divine glows, distorting space, boiling the heavens.

“Boom boom boom—”

Endless shockwaves rippled, causing the marsh’s dark waters to boil, ground heaving, collapsing.

Without the Five Elements Formation’s protection, most ordinary Core Formation cultivators would be seriously injured by such force.

During this, Lu Changsheng took a break, observing Qingluan Zhenren and True Sword’s abilities.

“This is the strength of a Nascent Soul True Lord? Fearsome, but not despairing!”

“Once I reach late Golden Core, fully refine my skills, upgrade my Domain to Region, I might contend with them.”

Lu Changsheng analyzed his gap with Nascent Soul True Lords.

Whether intentional or not, True Sword hadn’t fought fully, it seemed possible that with Golden Core advancement, he could contend.

For Qingluan Zhenren,

If she didn’t use her Dao Soldiers or quasi-Fourth-Tier Qingluan, Lu Changsheng believed he could compete.

“Indeed, the unknown is frightening, but seeing demystifies!”

Before, he avoided Nascent Soul Lords, fearing the gap.

Now, witnessing them, their Golden Core suppression seemed vast, but his Golden Core made him superior among peers, amplified by Nine Treasures Dao Bone. He could withstand.

For killing, he needed the ‘Mirror’ call.

Not knowing the Sun Moon Yin-Yang Profound Light Mirror’s strength, he believed pushing it might down a Nascent Soul.

“True Lord, spare me! I’m willing to submit and serve as your beast!”

The flood dragon, overwhelmed by Qingluan Zhenren, True Sword, the Five Elements Formation, and Lu Changsheng’s collaboration, displayed helplessness, pleading for mercy.

But Qingluan Zhenren and True Sword ignored it,

Aware a Fourth-Tier Demon King’s longevity surpassed humans, its intellect equaled humans’, making controlling it difficult.

If brought to the sect, betrayal could be catastrophic!

Injury-free, it was fine, but if injured, a Fourth-Tier Demon King could be lethal.

Unless possessing absolute strength or control, no one would choose such a time bomb.

“True Lord, spare me! I can sign a Blood Contract, guard your sect, serve under you!”

The flood dragon continued to beg, resisting.

Some deployed composite treasures, others secret Artifacts; Lu Changsheng noticed the Star Sand used against the Deep Sea Demon Whale King by Dream Wuhen and his wife.

This sand interfered, suppressing demon power, preventing self-destruction or innate powers.

“Howl howl howl—”

As time passed, the flood dragon’s cries weakened. Anytime it attempted its life technique, it was interrupted by Qingluan Zhenren and others, leaving its body scarred and bleeding.

At this moment.

“Rumble—”

Suddenly, three forces with boundless might struck the Five Element Divine Sword Formation, its terror flickering.

The shockwaves left cultivators spitting blood.

Even many Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators bled from their orifices, faced turning pale and unconscious.

“Not good!?”

Lu Changsheng suddenly raised his head, his pupils weaving golden runes, seeing three vague figures exuding endless menace through the formation.

Nascent Soul!

Nascent Soul True Lords!

Three Nascent Soul True Lords!

“Damn it! What’s going on!?”

Seeing three Nascent Souls, Lu Changsheng was stunned, cursing internally.

The flood dragon had been beaten weak.

But after tangling with it, everyone’s power had waned significantly.

Even with the Heavenly Yuan Imperial Lotus, Kidney Storage, his power and stamina had diminished.

“Damn it, how to play this!?”

Lu Changsheng thought of fleeing.

But leaving meant a devastating defeat; Xiao Xiyue, Chu Qingyi, his daughter Lu Wangshu, sons Lu Chensha, Lu Lingxiao, Lu Qingxian all faced dire fates.

He turned to Qingluan Zhenren, True Sword, seeking their plans.

With three Nascent Souls attacking, surely the Heavenly Sword Sect and Qingluan Zhenren had preparations?

Yet, True Lord Xuanjian had not appeared!

Before Lu Changsheng thought further, the Five Elements Divine Sword Formation dimmed, then ripples in space revealed three figures.

A middle-aged man, face pale, eyes and pupils pitch black, adorned in black robes with eerie runes.

A young man, stern and majestic, tall and imposing, brows filled with authority and malice.

A girl, a beautiful, exquisite face, hair adorned with silver pins, dressed in a purple-red skirt, barefoot.

“The Heaven Corpse Sect Master and the Five Poison Sect Master!”

Lu Changsheng instantly recognized two.

The young imposing man’s affiliation was unknown.

“Yun Jianfeng, you’ve been struck by my Heavenly Yin Corpse Fire, and yet you dare to use power!”

The sect master glared at True Sword coldly.

He noted Yangming Zhenren nearby, eyes deep with killing intent, aware of him capturing their Old Woman and Murong Zhui Feng.

“Even now, Li Duanxuan takes chances, heading to Yue Kingdom, courting death!”

The young man commented cynically.

“What, True Lord Xuanjian went to Yue Kingdom!?”

Lu Changsheng was baffled by the Heavenly Sword Sect’s actions.

Abandoning major battles for Yue Kingdom?

Even reports of the front line’s collapse shouldn’t distract them this way!

“Enough talk, act quickly!”

The Five Poison Sect Master coldly commanded, her childish voice tinged with authority, holding a five-colored banner.

Its surface depicted vivid spirit snakes, scorpions, centipedes, spiders, toads, poised to fly out, projecting a chilling presence.

She saw Yangming Zhenren.

Aware he was Nangong Mili’s partner and Nangong Yaoyao’s father.

Yet, having been previously shunned by him, in this hostile situation, she showed no courtesy.

“Looking for death!”

True Sword, seeing the three, abandoned the flood dragon, sharply lunging towards the imposing young man.

“Yun Jianfeng, once you evaded, today I shall end you to avenge my broken divine body!”

The young man, full of hatred, roared, wielding a deep red blade.

Yet, as True Sword approached, his might exploded, his eyes sharp, a radiant killing intent.

“Not good!”

The man’s mind wavered, alarm bells ringing, recognizing danger, his Nascent Soul Domain unfolding in defense.

“Clang!”

A towering white sword light erupted, encompassing the six directions, engulfing the man, its sword energy piercing his domain.

“Li Duanxuan, you didn’t go to Yue Kingdom. You sent Yun Jianfeng to lure us!”

From the sword light’s depths came a soul-rending Nascent Soul scream.

“Heaven Fiend, once you escaped, now with your flawed body reformed, you dare cause trouble in Jiang Kingdom.”

A black-robed figure’s sword aura enveloped him, transforming into a pristine middle-aged man.

“True Lord Xuanjian!? This True Sword is disguised!”

Lu Changsheng was stunned, seeing Jiang Kingdom’s top, True Lord Xuanjian!

Medium build, not too high or low, the face not striking, yet inexplicably perfect and harmonious, akin to Immortal Grace Technique.

Seemingly ordinary but exuding unmatched spirit, holding a sparkling white sword, brimming with confidence.

“Boom boom boom—”

The Five Elements Divine Sword Formation reignited,

With ‘True Sword’, Qingluan Zhenren glowed, a divine phoenix shadow atop her head.

Her steed, the Qingluan, chirped, aligning with five hundred Dao Soldiers, merging into a giant Qingluan shadow.

The shadow fused with the phoenix, echoing a melody of unity, her azure-gold halberd burning, igniting the void.