Chapter 724: Chapter 278: Feeling Cocky Again, Are You?

The difference was that its neck was covered in a slender mane, its entire body was clad in coarse gray scales, and each of its forelimbs had three claws.

But its most striking feature was a pair of short, golden horns.

Compared to its massive body, the horns were pitifully small—only about the size of an average fist.

Yet, it was precisely this pair of short horns that radiated a special pressure potent enough to make one’s very bloodline tremble—Long Wei!

It was, unmistakably, a Flood Dragon!

"A Transformed Great Demon!"

A Cultivator spoke, his voice trembling, "A Great Demon that can transform ahead of schedule!"

Another Cultivator’s eyes widened in despair. "How can a member of the Demon Race actually take human form? I thought those were just ancient legends!"

Still others turned deathly pale on the spot, muttering to themselves, "We’re done for. It’s all over. No one’s getting out of this alive!"

...

If this had been an ordinary Flood Dragon, the crowd would have been ecstatic.

They would have either killed it to divide its Dragon Blood and Dragon Bone, or captured it to serve as a Sect Guardian Spirit Beast.

However, the pair of golden horns, and the fact that the black-robed youth from before had repeatedly referred to himself as "this king," all pointed to one thing—this was a mutant Flood Dragon with a true Dragon Race bloodline.

It was the true king among all Flood Dragons!

Such a Great Demon was completely different from an ordinary Demon Beast. They possessed intelligence on par with humans and could likewise practice Cultivation Methods and wield Spiritual Artifacts.

Under these circumstances, and relying on its innately massive body, the total volume of its True Essence and the concentration of its Qi Blood far surpassed that of a normal Human Race Cultivator by several dozen times.

In fact, even if Yuanbei Arhat had not betrayed them, this Royal Family Flood Dragon alone was equivalent to dozens of Cultivators and could have broken through the Vajra Demon Suppression Array with a frontal assault.

Its mere appearance was enough to make many of the Cultivators lose their will to fight.

A profound fear swelled from the depths of their hearts, and they didn’t dare entertain the thought of making an enemy of it.

Only a select few, such as Fazhao Arhat and Master Kaiyue, gripped their Spiritual Artifacts tightly, but even they had already resolved to fight to the death.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

Yuanbei Arhat, however, shouted out and immediately dropped to his knees, touching his head to the ground. "Your Highness is the very picture of magnificence! To be fortunate enough to witness you today is the greatest honor of my life!"

As for the burly men on the other side, although they didn’t speak up, they all fell to their knees as well, a clear sign of their submission.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

The Flood Dragon opened its massive maw and let out a thunderous laugh. "Excellent. You know your place!"

"This king has come this time to recruit a few obedient servants."

"If you kneel, kowtow, and beg for mercy right now, this king might consider leaving you a path to survival."

Of course, he was just saying that.

The utter humiliation of his crushing defeat at Xiao Chen’s hands was the real reason. He wanted to use this chance to reassert his authority in front of his subordinates.

In reality, since those Cultivators had just witnessed that humiliating scene, they were all doomed to die, whether they kowtowed and begged for mercy or not.

Even traitors like Yuanbei Arhat would be disposed of along with them.

CLANG!

A young Cultivator’s Flying Sword fell to the ground. He grit his teeth, his expression a mask of conflict, before finally falling to his knees with a thud.

The main reason was that the Long Wei also exerted a degree of mental pressure, which an average Cultivator would find truly difficult to resist.

"Hahaha!"

The Flood Dragon raised a foreclaw. "This king will give you three breaths’ time. Dare to remain obstinate, and this day next year will be the anniversary of your death!"

As soon as he spoke, beads of sweat the size of beans broke out on the foreheads of many Cultivators.

Mainly, because someone had already taken the lead and knelt, the resolve of many other Cultivators began to waver.

’If they can kneel, if they can eke out a dishonorable existence, then why can’t I?’

PFFT!

At this tense moment, a sudden snort of laughter broke the silence.

Everyone turned to look and was stunned to see Xiao Chen laughing. "No wonder you only know how to count to three, you beast."

"It’s because you only have three claws, isn’t it?"

"Everyone talks about the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon. How does a defective thing like you have the audacity to call yourself a king? Have you no shame?"

These two sentences struck a nerve, piercing the deepest, most sensitive part of the Flood Dragon’s ego.

It instantly snorted two jets of hot air from its nostrils, its eyes turning crimson. "They might get to live, but you, you miserable insect, I will swallow you whole today!"

With that, it let out a furious roar and charged straight for Xiao Chen.

It was clearly planning to use the overwhelming advantage of its physical body to crush him completely and avenge its earlier humiliation.

In this regard, the larger the Demon Beast, the greater the advantage.

After all, once it started charging, its sheer body weight alone would generate an immense impact force.

Not to mention its Innate Divine Power, which, compared to the Human Race, was virtually unstoppable.

"Bring it on!"

But Xiao Chen simply planted himself in a horse stance and threw a punch. "Seventh Transformation, Yinglong Mountain Collapse!"

As he drew back his fist, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi for a thousand zhang around him was instantly drained dry.

A vivid, illusory True Dragon seemed to coalesce around his arm, poised as if ready to slam its body into a towering mountain range at any moment.

Xiao Chen took aim at the approaching dragon’s head and punched down with vicious force.

THOOM!

The Flood Dragon’s massive body came to a sudden halt, as if time itself had frozen.

Then, a nearly visible shockwave swept over its entire body.

CRACKLE! POP!

In that instant, tens of thousands of its Dragon Scales were blasted away, flying in all directions like a giant, exploding firework.

CRACK! CRUNCH!

This was immediately followed by the sound of bones snapping, one section after another.

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