131: Chapter 131 Slaying the Dragon

At the same time.

Star Continent Anchorage, Turbulent Reef Sea Area.

Across the thousand-mile sea, ten thousand ships competed to cross.

Viewed from high above, this scene was a spectacle.

On the outermost edge were countless Loose Cultivators and small factions, their boats as dense as fish crossing a river.

Some were proper seagoing vessels, some were mere wooden rafts that could barely float, and some people even rode tamed sea beasts, bobbing in the water.

They dared not approach, nor could they.

Because from the outside in, the boundaries of each layer were distinct to the point of cruelty.

The outermost hundred miles were the domain of Loose Cultivators and unranked small factions.

Occasional friction and fighting occurred, with flashes of blades and swords, and screams rising one after another.

Scattered corpses floated on the sea surface; some were still steaming, while others had already been dragged into the deep sea by sea beasts.

Within fifty miles was the territory of the various second-rate factions of the West Sea and East Sea.

The Heavenly Heart Sect had a three-story ship here, its Formations fully activated, spiritual light flowing.

Zeng Guan stood at the bow, looking toward the deeper areas with a heavy expression.

Within twenty miles, only true overlords were qualified to set foot.

The Dragon Abyss Palace's super-large ship, the "Cangming," was deservedly guarding the east side of the core area.

This ship was over a hundred zhang long, built entirely of deep-sea mysterious ironwood. Its keel was the remains of a third-transformation Great Perfection sea dragon, and the hull was inlaid with three hundred and sixty High-Grade Spirit Stones, with thirty-six "Startling Wave Cannons" gleaming with cold light.

Yuhang, an Elder of the Bibo Pool lineage of the Dragon Abyss Palace, stood with her hands behind her back on the highest viewing platform at the bow.

She looked to be in her early thirties, with a beautiful and elegant face, picturesque features, and a light cyan palace dress fluttering gently in the sea breeze.

Her black hair was coiled into a flying fairy bun, pinned with only a single jade tassel hairpin. There was no excessive decoration on her, yet she possessed an air of refined nobility and grace.

But if anyone dared to judge her true age by this young and beautiful appearance, that would be foolish in the extreme.

Yuhang, the Personal Disciple of the Grand Elder of the Bibo Pool lineage of the Dragon Abyss Palace, had cultivated for seventy-three years and was at the Dragon Elephant Mutual Harmony Great Perfection.

She was only one step away from the Mysterious Glimpse Realm.

Three steps behind her, a young woman stood with her hands behind her back.

The young woman was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with cold, clear features and a posture like a pine tree. Her aura was restrained and condensed, faintly resonating with the surrounding Heaven And Earth Spiritual Essence.

If Jiang Hanzhou were here, he would surely recognize her—this was Teng Yuzhi.

Back in the Outer Sect of the Dragon Abyss Palace, she was the woman who had guided him to choose the "Blazing Fire Golden Body Art" when he first entered the Sect.

She was also the most prominent existence among the golden-edged Disciples who entered the Sect at the same time as him.

Only, at this moment, her sharpness was completely retracted, like a precious sword returned to its scabbard.

In just a few short months, she had actually stepped into the Dragon Elephant Realm · Primal Elephant Realm.

Although it was only the initial entry and her aura was still somewhat unstable, reaching this realm at such an age was enough to be called a Prodigy in any Sect.

"Aunt."

Teng Yuzhi looked at the distant sea surface, illuminated by various spiritual lights like broad daylight, and suddenly spoke.

Her voice was cold and clear, without much emotion, only revealing a trace of imperceptible closeness in the address to this blood relative.

"Wasn't it said that Elder Master Xue Mu would also come this time?"

Hearing this, Yuhang's lips curved slightly.

That smile was not dignified; it even carried a bit of mischievous playfulness, which did not quite match her refined and graceful appearance.

"Elder Master Xue Mu, ah—"

She drew out her tone, as if talking about an extremely interesting piece of gossip:

"He won't be able to make it for the time being."

Teng Yuzhi turned to look at her.

Yuhang did not keep her in suspense and explained with a smile:

"Elder Master Xue Mu is impatient. A few days ago, he took a fancy to an Outer Sect Disciple and, fearing that other peaks would snatch him first, he activated the emergency teleportation array on Red Fire Peak that hadn't been used in a hundred years, intending to go to the Star Continent Anchorage branch to intercept him."

"And then?" Teng Yuzhi asked.

"And then?" Yuhang's eyes curved into crescents, "That teleportation array was in disrepair, and the coordinates had been off by a hundred and eight thousand miles long ago. He stepped in, and when he opened his eyes again—"

She paused, her smile deepening:

"He had already arrived in the Storm Kingdom."

Teng Yuzhi was silent for a moment.

"...The Storm Kingdom? The one in the Western nations?"

"Exactly."

"How many tens of thousands of miles away is that from here?"

"About thirty-six thousand miles or so."

"..."

Teng Yuzhi rarely showed an expression of being speechless.

Yuhang laughed even more happily, completely lacking the dignity of a Dragon Elephant Mutual Harmony Great Perfection expert, looking more like a mischievous little girl gossiping about an Elder's embarrassing story:

"It was fortunate that Elder Master Xue Mu has profound cultivation, so he stabilized his footing the moment he landed in the Storm Kingdom. It's just that the teleportation fluctuation was too great, alarming a local 'Saint Knight Commander' at the Dragon Elephant Mutual Harmony Realm. The other party thought it was some old monster from Great Qi invading across borders, and without a word, drew his sword to fight."

"And then?" Teng Yuzhi had learned not to ask useless questions, only the key ones.

"Then they had a fight." Yuhang said dismissively, "That Saint Knight Commander is the Old Ancestor of the 'Silver Wing Family' in the Storm Kingdom, and his cultivation is similar to Elder Master Xue Mu's, both at the Dragon Elephant Mutual Harmony. The two of them fought from outside the city to the outskirts, tearing down half an ancient castle, and in the end, neither could do anything to the other, so they both stopped."

"Was Elder Master Xue Mu injured?"

"Just surface wounds, nothing to worry about." Yuhang waved her hand, "It's just that he got angry from that fight, and not wanting to return empty-handed, he simply stayed there, saying he wanted to seek an explanation from the Silver Wing Family and, by the way, see if he could purchase some Western specialties to bring back."

She looked at the submarine palace that had already revealed its outline on the distant sea surface, the smile in her eyes gradually fading, replaced by a touch of solemnity:

"He sent a message saying that at the earliest, he will only be able to arrive in ten days."

"Ten days." Teng Yuzhi said in a low voice, "The Immortal Cave of the Dragon Slaying True Person probably won't wait ten days for him."

"Yes." Yuhang sighed softly, her tone without complaint, just stating a fact, "This is Opportunity. Perhaps Elder Master Xue Mu lacks a bit of fate with the Legacy of the Dragon Slaying True Person."

She paused, then suddenly turned to look at Teng Yuzhi:

"By the way, do you know who the Outer Sect Disciple that Elder Master Xue Mu took a fancy to is?"

Teng Yuzhi shook her head.

"His surname is Jiang, named Hanzhou." Yuhang said, "He entered the Outer Sect in the same batch as you, and the summoning token was personally issued by Elder Master Xue Mu."

Teng Yuzhi's eyes narrowed slightly.

She certainly remembered this name.

She had seen at a glance back then that Jiang Hanzhou was different; his vast Luck far exceeded others.

"What is his cultivation now?" Teng Yuzhi asked.

"It is said," a meaningful glint flashed in Yuhang's eyes, "that he just broke through to the Dragon Elephant Realm a month ago and is in closed-door cultivation at the Fishing Ground No. 4 of the Star Continent Anchorage."

Teng Yuzhi was slightly startled.

A month ago.

That was... almost at the same time she stepped into the Primal Elephant Realm.

She was silent for a moment and did not ask any more questions.

Yuhang did not say anything more either.

The two stood side by side at the bow, looking toward the increasingly restless sea in the distance.

Just at this moment—

"BOOM!!!"

The entire sea area shook violently again!

This tremor did not come from the seabed, but from the seawater itself! It was as if a giant that had slept for ten thousand years had finally awakened from a long dream and was slowly stretching its body!

The seawater, centered on the Turbulent Reef Sea Area, rushed outward in all directions!

Forming a giant ring-shaped wave hundreds of zhang high!

The trajectory of the giant wave was clearly visible; wherever it passed, those small boats that could not dodge in time were like children's toys, easily thrown up, torn apart, and swallowed!

Screams, cries of alarm, and the sound of ships bursting merged into a chaotic wave of noise!

But Yuhang ignored all of this.

She just stared fixedly at the sea surface in the very center of the Turbulent Reef Sea Area, staring at that—

Palace outline that was becoming clearer, more magnificent, and more impossible to look at directly.

The seawater receded rapidly like an ebbing tide, revealing the seabed that had been asleep for thousands of years.

And, that behemoth slowly rising from the dark blue abyss.

That was a palace.

A palace so magnificent it was breathtaking.

Built entirely of some kind of deep ink-blue stone, it flowed with a faint cold light under the interweaving reflection of the moonlight and the spiritual light of the Formations from all sides.

The palace covered an area of at least a thousand mu, with flying eaves, bucket arches, and layered pavilions, every detail revealing the solemnity and majesty of an ancient Sect.

And most eye-catching was the plaque hanging above the main hall that had been there for thousands of years.

The plaque was carved from a whole piece of deep-sea mysterious jade, with unknown golden patterns inlaid on the edges, emitting a warm yet unignorable light in the darkness.

Two words were engraved on it in ancient seal script.

Those two words had the force of a thousand jun, and every stroke seemed to contain an supreme Sword Intent capable of severing rivers and splitting mountains.

Even after thousands of years, that Sword Intent remained as sharp as ever, making one dare not look directly at it.

dragon slaying.