195: Low-level dragon

At Mount Buzhou, the Ancestral Witches also witnessed the fleeting scene of ten suns appearing in the sky simultaneously.

Subconsciously, they assumed the Yao Race had once again devised some Formation or Divine Ability targeting their Witch Race.

Upon closer inspection, it was merely ten insignificant Golden Crows, not enough to trouble them, so they continued eating and drinking as usual.

The successive appearances of the Saints did not have much of an impact on the Ancestral Witches.

On one hand, the Saints were transcendent and would not easily interfere in the affairs of the Primordial World.

Furthermore, the Ancestral Witches were too carefree.

"No matter if you are a Saint or not, if I do not acknowledge you, what can you do?"

However, unlike the other Ancestral Witches, Ancestral Witch Houtu was able to glimpse some of the changes occurring within the world.

Although the Witch and Yao Races remained the two most powerful factions in the world, they were the so-called protagonists of the world.

Yet in the Primordial World, strength is respected above all.

What truly determines the fate of a race is the strength of its top-tier powerhouses.

This was precisely why the Witch and Yao Races had once been able to exert such immense pressure on all living beings.

The Yao Race had Taiyi, and the Witch Race had the Ancestral Witches, both possessing the strength to look down upon anyone.

But at this moment, the Witch and Yao Races clearly no longer held this advantage.

Was Taiyi the strongest beneath the Saints?

Then what about the six Saints who had now appeared above them?

Could the Ancestral Witches dominate the Primordial World by relying on the Twelve Divine Gods and Demons Array?

But in front of the Saints, this was not impregnable.

Therefore, the situation of the Witch and Yao Races had undergone a significant change.

In a daze, she felt as if she had become a chess piece on a board.

And the largest one at that.

Trying to jump off the chessboard was harder than ascending to the heavens.

Suddenly, Houtu's heart stirred, and an idea emerged.

To resolve the current predicament of the Witch Race.

"It is simple; I shall just become a Saint."

Once this thought arose, Houtu began to think about it seriously.

However, she did not tell the other Ancestral Witches about this idea.

She simply left the tribe alone to seek that sliver of survival.

...

Near the East Sea.

Having received the Golden Elixir Great Dao, the cultivation of the Human Race had gradually entered the right path.

While their own strength was increasing, their range of activity had also further expanded.

The deadline for the Saint's decree established by Nuwa was approaching.

But the Human Race already had the strength to compete with other races.

Two beams of light tore through the Void Realm, stirring up thousands of waves, freely displaying their own Divine Ability.

The Five-Colored Divine Light shocked the universe, and the Yin-Yang Divine Light stirred the Void Realm.

Countless aquatic creatures fled at the sight, none daring to face the sharpness of the two.

However, Kong Xuan and Jinpeng were somewhat depressed.

Suddenly retracting their Divine Ability, Kong Xuan said, "How is the Dragon Clan so spineless? We have fought right to their doorstep, and they have absolutely no reaction."

They had intended to provoke the Dragon Clan in this way, forcing them to send out the true Dragons from within their clan, so the two could then engage them in battle.

But for some reason, even though they had been so presumptuous, the Dragon Clan had not reacted at all.

They allowed them to act as they pleased above the East Sea.

They didn't see any true Dragons, but there were many shrimp soldiers and crab generals cheering for them.

This made them wonder if the Dragon Clan had been affected by the Tribulation, causing their brains to become dull.

What they did not know was that the powerful and familiar dao rhyme from the Jade Talisman on their bodies had been detected by Zhulong ever since they descended upon the East Sea.

He had wanted to come out to greet them personally, but he had not seen those two Fellow Daoists.

Since Kong Xuan and Jinpeng possessed the dao rhyme of those two, it naturally indicated that there was a certain connection with them.

They must be young friends.

However, these two young friends did not seem to have come to visit under orders.

Every action of theirs clearly showed they were deliberately looking for trouble.

Zhulong simply chose not to take the bait.

Consequently, Kong Xuan and Jinpeng did not encounter a single true Dragon.

Jinpeng, on the contrary, had accumulated a belly full of fire.

He wished he could storm directly into the Dragon Clan's Crystal Palace.

Kong Xuan was much calmer.

Unlike the stubborn Jinpeng, while he was displaying his Divine Ability, he swept with his Five-Colored Divine Light, just in time to collect some treasures from above the East Sea.

Suddenly, Jinpeng's brow twitched as he sensed an aura similar to his own.

"You wicked beast, where are you running!"

With a single step, Jinpeng had already sped off in that direction.

Somewhere in the East Sea, clouds shimmered, immortal light scattered, and the Yin and Yang Qi spilled in all directions.

A Yin-Yang Flood Dragon, tainted by Karma, with crimson eyes and controlled by murderous intent, sped across the surface of the sea.

On its body, the Yin and Yang Qi were mixed; it was clearly an eruption of its Origin, which had eroded its sanity.

Making it extremely violent, which was why it had become tainted with boundless murderous Karma.

As the Yin and Yang Qi swept past, the seawater boiled, and the sky turned dim wherever it passed.

At this moment, it was chasing three women, wanting to strangle them to vent its murderous intent.

Up ahead, those three figures were fleeing in panic.

Their clothes were stained with blood, and the immortal light protecting their bodies had long since been shattered.

The three had not undergone Transformation for long, and their highest strength was only at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal. Without heavy treasures to protect themselves, they certainly could not be the opponents of this Yin-Yang Flood Dragon, whose ferocity was fully unleashed, and could only keep retreating.

But how could this Flood Dragon, blinded by killing, let them go? It followed closely behind.

The three women urged their remaining magic power, and three rays of cloud light formed a barrier, attempting to block the Yin-Yang Evil Qi sweeping from behind.

But the Flood Dragon tore through the Void Realm with one claw, and a crack immediately appeared in the barrier, its spiritual light suddenly dimming.

The Yin-Yang Flood Dragon slammed into it again, and more Yin and Yang Qi, mixed with Yin-Yang Qi, surged out, directly smashing the cloud barrier open.

The chaotic Yin and Yang Qi instantly shredded it into pieces.

The Yin-Yang Flood Dragon still did not feel satisfied; it suddenly raised its head and roared, the Dragon roar turning into tangible sound waves that exploded.

The three Sanxiao were struck as if by lightning, their protective immortal clouds collapsed with a bang, and their delicate bodies fell toward the sea like kites with broken strings, revealing their true forms.

Three clouds floated gently on the sea surface.

The evil dragon let out a long howl, circling in the air, with the Yin and Yang Qi condensing into a vortex in its mouth.

It was actually intending to wipe them out completely, to erode the three cloud forms entirely.

"You wicked beast, where are you going!"

At this moment, a sharp shout came from afar.

Brilliant golden light, mixed with the Yin and Yang Qi, streaked in from the horizon, tearing through the clouds in an instant and transforming into a slender figure!

Jinpeng waved his hands, and the astral wind raged; the Yin and Yang Qi circulated automatically around him, faintly resisting the aura of that evil dragon.

The Yin-Yang Flood Dragon's offensive stalled suddenly, its dragon pupils constricting as it stared fixedly at the newcomer.

Although it was insane, it still possessed instinct; the pressure radiating from the body of this Jinpeng before it actually made it feel a trace of... fear!

"So it is just a low-level Flood Dragon."

Jinpeng sneered, the golden light in his eyes like lightning, looking straight at the evil dragon: "A mere mixed-blood Flood Dragon, yet you dare to act so fiercely?"

The Yin-Yang Flood Dragon growled, its dragon body shrinking back slightly, but because of its violent nature, it raised its head again, the Yin and Yang vortex in its mouth spinning crazily as if to show off its power.

However, it did not dare to attack rashly.

The pure Yin and Yang Origin on Jinpeng's body was more refined and possessed a more hegemonic way than its own!