131: The man who climbed onto the dragon's head

It wasn't just Reba who had this thought; Yang Mi felt the same way.

If they were to die the same way as the Cameraman, they would rather be killed by him directly than wait for death like this.

Thinking of this, Yang Mi and Reba slowly closed their eyes, waiting for Ye Bai to strike.

But the next moment!

They didn't feel the cold touch of a blade; instead, they felt something prying their mouths open.

Yang Mi opened her eyes and looked up sharply, only to see Ye Bai bending down, feeding her the beads of blood from his hand.

The fishy sweetness in her mouth instantly brought back her reason, and even the suffocating sensation in her throat vanished in an instant.

She looked at Ye Bai in astonishment.

Yang Mi suddenly remembered that Ye Bai's blood had detoxifying properties.

After Yang Mi, Reba, Meng Ziyi, and the others consumed Ye Bai's blood, they instantly felt energized, and the previous signs of poisoning disappeared.

The remaining Cameraman also felt miraculously comfortable after consuming Ye Bai's blood.

Hua Chenyu and Cai Xukun looked at their hands in surprise as the green color on them vanished before their very eyes.

At this moment—the Flood Dragon's poisonous mist also disappeared.

Ye Bai stood in front of everyone, holding the black gold ancient blade, his cold eyes filled with killing intent.

"It is, after all, not a real Dragon."

Ye Bai's words suddenly echoed, but they sounded extremely jarring to the Flood Dragon.

Upon hearing Ye Bai's words, the Flood Dragon's gaze, as if soaked in venom, fell directly upon him.

"Move aside."

Ye Bai glanced slightly to the side and said to Yang Mi and the others behind him.

Seeing Ye Bai's incredibly resolute back, Yang Mi, Zhang Dada, and Wu Jing hurriedly moved backward.

"Is Ye Bai going to go head-to-head with the Flood Dragon? Can he really do that?"

Bai Lu, seeing Ye Bai's intention, said worriedly.

No matter how powerful Ye Bai is, he is only a human, and the Flood Dragon, even if not a real Dragon, is no ordinary creature.

"Going head-to-head is our only chance, and only Ye Bai can solve this. If even Ye Bai cannot handle it, then we will all die."

Wu Jing placed all his hope on Ye Bai at this moment.

If Ye Bai really couldn't make it, they would all die here.

...

Ye Bai stood before the Flood Dragon, his expression calm.

The Flood Dragon looked at Ye Bai, thinking about what he had just said.

Rage welled up inside it, and its tail lashed out toward Ye Bai.

Watching the tail approach with a fierce gale, Ye Bai calmly held the black gold ancient blade vertically in front of him.

Bang! Clang!

The tail and the blade collided, producing a crisp sound and generating a gust of air.

This gust of air surged in all directions.

"Get down!"

With the alertness of a martial artist, Wu Jing clearly sensed the impending danger.

He shouted instinctively.

Yang Mi, Reba, and this time even the Cameraman, all lay flat on the ground.

Just at the moment they lay down, they clearly felt a powerful gale passing over their heads.

One could imagine that if this blast of air had hit them, it would have been a disaster.

They all looked toward Ye Bai, and at this sight, they were stunned.

Ye Bai was actually able to resist the Flood Dragon's tail; that tail must have immense power, perhaps even stronger than a zombie.

Yet Ye Bai managed to block the attack.

Yang Mi, Reba, and the others were dumbfounded, watching him in astonishment.

Just as they were stunned, Ye Bai suddenly raised his leg and kicked hard at the Flood Dragon's tail.

The Flood Dragon's body trembled slightly, and then it suddenly opened its mouth wide and charged toward Ye Bai.

Seeing the Flood Dragon coming, Ye Bai bent his knees slightly and vaulted into the air.

The next moment! Ye Bai's body was already standing on the Flood Dragon's head, his hands firmly gripping the Dragon horns on its head.

The Flood Dragon was instantly enraged, its body spiraling back and forth in mid-air, attempting to shake Ye Bai off its head.

Thus, on the cliff, a scene appeared of a Flood Dragon flying and dancing, with a man standing on its head.

Yang Mi and Wu Jing watched Ye Bai, lying on the ground with their mouths agape, staring fixedly at Ye Bai and the Flood Dragon.

Even with the Flood Dragon's speed, it couldn't shake Ye Bai off; and how was Ye Bai's grip so damn impressive? It was holding on so firmly.

"Is this even human? Who would dare to ride on the head of a Flood Dragon?"

Cai Xukun previously thought he was very cool and handsome, but now it seemed... he was the one who was truly cool; this was simply too awesome!

As soon as Cai Xukun's words fell, everyone nodded woodenly; this was simply an existence of pure badassery.

It wasn't just them who were stunned; the audience watching the Live Stream Room were just as dumbfounded.

"Damn! Brother Ye Bai is so cool. I never even dreamed in my wildest dreams that he would stand on the Dragon's head."

"No way! What the hell is going on? Holy crap! This scene is truly spectacular, so unexpected!!"

"Ahhh! What did I just see? Is this something I'm allowed to see? I actually see a person standing on the body of that Flood Dragon. Isn't this an insult to the Flood Dragon?"

"Ahhh! Brother Ye Bai is so handsome, my idol!! My male god!!"

"Holy crap! I previously thought Brother Ye Bai and the others could only wait for death, but now... is there still a chance to fight back? Holy crap!"

After seeing this situation, the bullet comments from the audience flashed in unison.

Their shock toward Ye Bai rose to another level, and hope also rose in their hearts.

Only if Ye Bai could solve this Flood Dragon would Da Mimi and the others be able to survive.

Inside the Tomb.

Strong winds rushed past Ye Bai's ears, and he kept one hand gripping the Flood Dragon's horn.

With his other hand, he held the black gold ancient blade tightly and stabbed it fiercely into its head.

"Roar!"

The Flood Dragon cried out in pain, and a lot of red blood appeared from the knife wound. This blood flowed down.

The Flood Dragon's roar spread throughout the sky, and it thrashed its body even more violently than before.

Ye Bai felt the Flood Dragon's body moving closer to the edge of the cliff.

He hurriedly withdrew the blade and jumped down from its head without hesitation, landing directly into the water pool.

The Flood Dragon only felt a slight loss of weight on its head and wanted to turn around, but it was already too late.

Bang! Boom!

A huge sound came, a thick cloud of dust rose, and there was the splashing sound of the impacted soil falling into the water.

"Ye Bai!"

Yang Mi, Wu Jing, and the others hurriedly stood up from the ground, looking in terror at the place where the Flood Dragon crashed.

Due to the lighting issues, they didn't know if Ye Bai had come down or not.

Hearing this huge sound, Yang Mi and Reba became nervous.

After crashing into the cliff, the Flood Dragon's body also fell into the water pool.

Splash! A huge spray of water splashed up, and the ripples in the pool were also massive.