219: Chapter 219 What are you grinning about?

The techniques the opponent used in battle were actually entirely composed of immortal power. Although his cultivation was low, he could indeed penetrate his defense!

The key was that the wounds caused by the immortal arts were incredibly painful, as if ten thousand ants were opening their fangs and gnawing fiercely on his body. The immense pain shot from his tailbone straight to the crown of his head!

That was why he had screamed so miserably when he was injured just now!

Because it truly hurt!

The four immortal souls were alarmed. Normally, while their combined effort to unleash a combo might not necessarily kill an Integration Realm powerhouse instantly, it should have no problem heavily wounding one.

Just now, all four had given their all, and their coordination was nearly perfect. The Thousand-Zhang Flood Dragon opposite them had also screamed quite miserably, but it had only suffered minor injuries!

Out of 1,000 points of health, the group had only managed to shave off 15 points!

How was this possible?

The four of them were using pure immortal arts, which could ignore the opponent's defense and deal piercing damage. So why did they only take 15 health points from the Thousand-Zhang Flood Dragon?

Jiang Lan was covered in crackling lightning, looking like a crowned Emperor of Thunder. With his arms crossed, he stood atop the thousand-zhang immortal bell. His flaming red robes flapped like a war flag. Like a God Emperor looking down at ants, he tilted his head and looked down at the Thousand-Zhang Flood Dragon with a playful expression.

Jiang Lan stuffed two fist-sized clumps of tribulation clouds into his mouth. With his cheeks bulging, he spoke unclearly amidst the crackling sounds,

"Paying back debts is only natural, let alone when you owe money to a future God Emperor!

Hehe...

You four, keep fighting. Don't stop!"

The next second!

The four immortal souls suddenly exerted force through their feet, turning into four streaks of white light. Leaving several afterimages in the Void Realm, they charged toward the Thousand-Zhang Flood Dragon!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!..."

The dense sound of metallic clashing, like heavy rain hitting the ground, suddenly rang out, tearing the silence of the Taixu Realm's late night to shreds!

The sparks generated from the impacts bloomed freely in the ink-black night sky like fireworks on a village New Year's Eve, illuminating the Taixu Realm as if it were day.

Inside a pink, tender secret chamber in the deep sea of the Hanzhou Continent, an exquisite Young Maiden with a pair of tender pink dragon horns was dressed in a thin layer of black gauze.

One could say the woman was dressed, or one could say she wasn't. Through the black gauze, her supple, boneless body could be seen clearly and completely!

The exquisite Young Maiden rested her Face on her hand, her rose-like lips curling into an upward arc. Her two long, beautiful legs rubbed against each other with a soft rustling sound. Her beautiful eyes flickered with a charming, soul-hooking gaze as she looked at the middle-aged man kneeling before her!

The middle-aged man kneeling before her had a pair of dragon horns as dark as ink. His shiny, oily muscles were covered in scars that looked like ravines.

At the center of his brow was a scar shaped like a flood dragon soaring to the sky to become a Dragon. On his right cheek, there was a diagonal scar that went straight to the top of his head.

Like dry wood and a blazing fire, the two gradually melded together!

This exquisite Young Maiden in black gauze was precisely Tenth Miss, and the scarred middle-aged man was the Sovereign of the Flood Dragon Clan, Sovereign Mo Liao, who was also Wuming's father!

Indeed!

Even a tough man has a tender side, and Sovereign Mo Liao displayed this side to the fullest!

Suddenly!

Sovereign Mo Liao's intoxicated expression suddenly vanished. His eyebrows furrowed into the shape of the character for 'river,' and he snapped his eyes open, looking toward the Taixu Realm!

Yes, a father and son share a connection. When his child was seriously injured, the father could feel it!

It was just that he had quite a few children, and for a moment, he couldn't tell which wife's child it was who had been beaten to the point of death in the Taixu Realm and was now at his last gasp!

A few breaths later!

A strange smile actually appeared on Sovereign Mo Liao's scarred Face. His lips curled into a gruesome arc, revealing a mouthful of forest-white teeth!

The reason Sovereign Mo Liao reacted this way was simple: the child who had been beaten to the point of death was his ninth son, Wuming!

Wuming was born from Sovereign Mo Liao's forced violation of a female human cultivator years ago.

Later, the Grand Elder of the clan mentioned that the child's mother had committed suicide in misery and suggested bringing him back to the site of the former underwater imperial city to be raised.

In his heart, Sovereign Mo Liao was unwilling. He loved to wantonly toy with and violate Young Maidens, but he hated the 'baggage' that resulted afterward, like Wuming!

But for the sake of Face, he had to put on a show in front of others. He granted the Grand Elder's request to bring Wuming back to the Hanzhou Continent and settled him in the ruins of the old underwater imperial city to be raised by the Grand Elder!

But recently, whenever Wuming reached a critical moment in his intimacy with Tenth Miss, he would start churning the waters of the Dizang Sea. This caused him to stop every time, like a blazing fire extinguished by a rainstorm, leading to all sorts of humiliation and rejection from Tenth Miss!

Sovereign Mo Liao was just thinking about how to completely dispose of this baggage, and now the baggage was about to die on its own! This saved him the trouble of doing it himself!

Slap!

A crisp slapping sound suddenly exploded within the pink secret chamber where one could hear a pin drop!

Sovereign Mo Liao's vision suddenly went dark as starlight exploded like fireworks. A burning, immense pain radiated from his Face, shooting from his tailbone straight to the crown of his head!

On Sovereign Mo Liao's scarred Face, a blood-red, slender palm print appeared as if branded by a hot iron!

"What are you smirking at? Are you thinking about the scenes of you being intimate with other women again?"

"Tenth Miss, I didn't..."

Slap!

Another crisp slap rang out!

"You hesitated!"

Sovereign Mo Liao's eyes bulged, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, his muscles tensed, and his Face turned red with anger!

"I really didn't..."

Slap!

"While being intimate with me, you dared to suddenly zone out, and you even dared to explain!"

Sovereign Mo Liao went limp as if his spine had been removed, looking as aggrieved as a puppy being scolded for wetting the bed!

After a long while,

Rip!

Accompanied by the sound of black gauze being violently torn, the breathing of the two in the pink secret chamber became deeply intertwined, and they merged together once more!

Above the cold sea of the Hanzhou Continent, giant waves like hundred-zhang water dragons soared into the sky, roaring as they tore the silence of the Hanzhou Continent's late night to shreds!