205: Chapter 204 Ancient Dragon's Remains

The fire wasn't large, only the size of a fist, but the moment it appeared, the surrounding air temperature soared! The bloody scent originally permeating the air was instantly evaporated by the heat of the flame!

Blood Slaughter's pupils contracted slightly.

He sensed the power contained within that flame—a power sufficient to threaten him!

"Attack!" he roared, his body retreating explosively!

Behind him, the two evil Cultivators at the Initial Stage of Yuanxiang attacked simultaneously!

One held a Blood-colored Long Saber, blood-light flowing on the blade. With a slash, it turned into a three-zhang-long Blood-colored Blade Glow, hacking down towards Jiang Hanzhou's head!

The other formed hand seals, blood-light surging around him, condensing into a zhang-long Blood-colored Shark. It opened its bloody maw and bit fiercely at Jiang Hanzhou!

Jiang Hanzhou stood in place, motionless.

He simply raised his right hand and gave a gentle push.

The three-colored flame in his palm suddenly expanded!

From the size of a fist to the size of a bowl, then to the size of a washbasin!

The flames surged, and the tri-colored light flickered wildly!

The moment the incoming Blood-colored Blade Glow touched the flame—

Sizzle!

Like snow falling into lava, it evaporated instantly!

The moment the pouncing Blood-colored Shark was engulfed by the flame—

Howl!!!

With a shrill roar, the shark phantom struggled madly, but it couldn't escape the devouring flame at all! Three breaths later, it completely dissipated!

The two evil Cultivators' expressions changed drastically, and they turned to flee!

But it was too late.

With a thought from Jiang Hanzhou.

That ball of three-colored flame suddenly split!

One into two, two into four, four into eight—

Eight fist-sized three-colored flames, like eight meteors, streaked towards the two evil Cultivators!

The flames were incredibly fast, so fast they couldn't dodge at all!

The first flame landed on one of the evil Cultivators.

Sizzle!

The evil Cultivator screamed as the blood-light on his body was instantly ignited! He desperately circulated his True Qi to extinguish the flame, but it was like a maggot on a bone, burning more fiercely the more he tried!

Three breaths later, he turned into a ball of fire, and his screams stopped abruptly.

Five breaths later, the flames dispersed, leaving only a pile of ash in his place.

The other evil Cultivator met the same fate.

Eight flames, only four were used to completely incinerate the two Initial Stage of Yuanxiang Cultivators.

The remaining four flames hovered in mid-air, burning quietly as if waiting for something.

Blood Slaughter's face changed completely.

He stared fixedly at the four three-colored flames and the youth standing in the ruins, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You... who are you?!"

Jiang Hanzhou looked at him without speaking.

He just raised his right hand and made a gentle grasping motion.

The four hovering flames suddenly merged!

Four into one, two into one, finally re-condensing into a washbasin-sized three-colored flame.

The flames surged, the three colors flowing, emitting an aura even more scorching and violent than before.

"Blood Shark Island..." Jiang Hanzhou's voice was as calm as water, "Third Island Master?"

Blood Slaughter took a step back, gritted his teeth, and blood-light surged wildly around him!

He formed hand seals and suddenly pushed forward!

A blood-colored palm print surged from his palm, expanding against the wind into a ten-zhang-wide palm, slamming down towards Jiang Hanzhou!

That was his famous ultimate technique—Blood Shark Palm! The power of one palm was enough to crush a Cultivator of the same rank into pulp!

Jiang Hanzhou looked at the incoming blood-colored palm print, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

He waved his right hand.

That ball of three-colored flame soared into the sky!

The moment the flame collided with the palm print—

Boom!!!

A loud noise like a thunderclap exploded over the entire island!

That blood-colored palm print was like paper, instantly pierced through by the three-colored flame!

The flame passed through the palm print and continued forward, flying straight towards Blood Slaughter!

Blood Slaughter's face turned pale, and he turned to flee!

But he had only fled three zhang when the flame caught up to him!

The flame suddenly expanded from the size of a washbasin to a zhang wide, like a giant fiery maw, biting down fiercely at him!

"No—!!!"

Blood Slaughter's shrill scream stopped abruptly.

The flames swallowed him.

Three breaths later, the flames dispersed.

Only a pile of ash remained.

The sea breeze blew, and the ashes scattered with the wind, falling into the sea without a trace.

Jiang Hanzhou stood in place, dark-golden light slowly flowing around him.

That ball of three-colored flame had now flown back to his palm, still only fist-sized and burning quietly, as if it wasn't the one that had just devoured three Primal Form Realm Cultivators.

He looked down at his right hand.

In his palm, the three-colored flame flickered slightly, with a faint trace of blood visible at its edges.

Those were the traces left by Blood Slaughter and the other two.

Samadhi True Fire, its first real combat use, had unexpectedly good results.

Although the consumption was not small—the dark-golden blood and Qi in his body had dimmed by thirty percent—this consumption was worth it in exchange for the lives of three Primal Form Realm evil Cultivators.

He dispersed the flame in his palm and walked back to Jiang Tao's side.

Jiang Tao stared at him with wide eyes, his mouth open wide enough to fit a fist.

"Master..." his voice trembled, "You... you..."

Jiang Hanzhou knelt down and took out another Medicinal Pill, stuffing it into his mouth.

"Don't talk. Rest and recover."

Jiang Tao swallowed the pill, stared at him blankly, and suddenly grinned.

That smile carried blood, tears, and an indescribable joy.

"Master... I knew... you would come..."

Jiang Hanzhou didn't speak, but reached into his robes and took out a palm-sized Jade Slip.

The Jade Slip was dark red all over, its surface engraved with dense runic patterns—it was the Divine Soul Contract Jiang Tao had established with him, sworn by the Heart Demon never to betray.

He held the Jade Slip and sent his Divine Sense into it.

In the Divine Soul Contract, not only was Jiang Tao's loyalty imprinted, but all of his memories were as well.

Those memories were now open to him.

He saw it.

He saw the night the people from Blood Shark Island raided Taikang Island.

He saw Zhang Heng, Old Seven Chen, A-Kun, and the others fighting to the death, finally falling in pools of blood.

He saw Jiang Tao being struck in the chest by Blood Slaughter's palm and desperately escaping.

He also saw—on the way Blood Slaughter was hunting Jiang Tao, a conversation with a mysterious person.

That mysterious person was shrouded in a black robe, their face invisible, but their voice was raspy and low, carrying an indescribable chill:

"...The thing buried under Dragon Abyss Palace's Fishing Ground No. 4 must be obtained. That is the ancient flood dragon remains, and its value is incalculable."

"Blood Slaughter, take your men to Taikang Island. First, wipe out that Prodigal Society, then use it as a springboard to infiltrate Fishing Ground No. 4."

"Remember—Blood Shark Island must have those ancient flood dragon remains. If anyone stands in the way, kill them without mercy."

The vision ended there.

Jiang Hanzhou held the Jade Slip and remained silent for a long time.

ancient flood dragon remains.

Fishing Ground No. 4.

Blood Shark Island.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes.