498: Xiang Liu

That blue flood dragon, formed entirely from condensed water, let out a roar that tore through the air and reached Fang Yuan almost instantly.

Majestic water vapor rushed towards him, each droplet containing enough power to crush mountains; its Aura was terrifying.

In the global livestream room, the hearts of countless viewers leaped into their throats.

[Holy crap! These special effects are more intense than a Hollywood blockbuster!]

[Is this power really something a human can control? That Zhao Wuji guy feels even stronger than that wolf demon from just now!]

[Head Disciple Fang Yuan! Be careful!]

However, facing this giant maw that seemed ready to swallow heaven and earth, Fang Yuan didn't even bat an eyelid.

He simply extended his right hand and lightly flicked his finger at the menacing blue flood dragon.

Snap.

A crisp snap of the fingers.

A tiny wisp of purple lightning burst from his fingertip like a slender needle, meeting the massive water dragon.

To everyone watching, this seemed like a mantis trying to stop a carriage—a total overestimation of his own strength.

But in the next second, a scene occurred that made the eyes of billions of viewers worldwide nearly pop out of their heads.

That purple lightning, as thin as a cow's hair, didn't make an earth-shattering bang when it touched the water dragon.

It just made a soft "sizzle" sound.

Then, that hundred-meter-long, terrifyingly powerful water flood dragon evaporated instantly from head to tail like a punctured balloon!

Not even a single drop of water remained!

It was as if it had never existed in this world.

Between heaven and earth, only that wisp of purple lightning remained, dancing playfully in the air before slowly dissipating.

The entire scene fell into a dead silence.

In the sky, on the flying ships of the Penglai Immortal Island, the smug smiles on the faces of those Disciples completely froze.

Zhao Wuji's handsome and arrogant face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

The Water Control Technique he took pride in, the Lifebound Divine Ability he had cultivated for a thousand years, was broken... just like that, with a snap of the fingers?

"No... impossible!"

Zhao Wuji let out a sharp roar, his mental state completely collapsing.

"This was just an appetizer! How dare you look down on my Penglai Immortal Arts!"

His hands frantically formed seals, and the phantom of the blue ocean behind him began to churn violently.

This time, the seawater was no longer azure but was quickly stained with an eerie dark green.

A foul, corrosive scent permeated the air.

"Roar—!"

Accompanied by nine shrill roars, nine hideous serpent heads suddenly lunged out from that dark green ocean!

Each serpent head was the size of a house, with fangs bared and dark green venom dripping from their mouths, corroding deep pits into the ground below.

Zhao Wuji's figure also began to twist and swell!

His body grew to dozens of zhang in height, dark green scales grew on his skin, and his handsome face vanished, replaced by a face covered in scales and filled with endless ferocity!

Behind him, eight identical heads grew frantically from his neck!

The Nine-Headed Serpent!

An ancient Vicious Beast, the Xiangliu Bloodline!

"It's Xiangliu! This guy isn't part of the Human Race!"

"Penglai Immortal Island... is actually a den of demons!"

The audience at the foot of the mountain and the Kunlun Disciples let out a chorus of exclamations.

In the sky, the faces of the White Wolf King and other demon leaders showed looks of realization; clearly, they had known about Penglai's true nature for a long time.

"Kid, to be able to force me into my true form, you can die with pride!"

Zhao Wuji's nine heads and eighteen eyes were all locked onto Fang Yuan, filled with resentment and killing intent.

"Turn into a pool of pus for me!"

The nine serpent heads opened their bloody maws simultaneously, spitting out nine torrents of dark green venom!

That was no longer a simple water technique, but a Divine Ability containing the Law of toxicity. Everywhere it passed, the space made "sizzling" corrosive sounds, its power over a hundred times greater than the previous water dragon!

"Tsk, finally getting interesting."

Fang Yuan looked at the nine rushing torrents of venom and finally got a bit serious.

He still didn't move.

He just slowly raised his hand.

Buzz!

An ancient, heavy war drum covered in lightning runes appeared out of thin air in front of him.

five thunders shaking heaven drum!

The moment this drum appeared, the expressions of those dozen or so demon leaders at the Body Integration Stage in the sky all changed!

"This is..."

"The Aura of the Thunder God!"

"This Magic Treasure... is the legendary five thunders shaking heaven drum?!"

The White Wolf King's golden vertical pupils suddenly constricted, and the Bull Demon King even subconsciously took half a step back, his eyes filled with wariness and fear.

These old monsters who had survived since the Primordial Era knew better than anyone what this drum represented.

It represented heavenly punishment, lightning, and absolute suppression of all evil in the world!

On the field.

Fang Yuan looked at the nine torrents of venom about to hit him, clenched his right hand into a fist, and lightly struck the five thunders shaking heaven drum in front of him.

Dong!!!

A dull drumbeat sounded, as if it weren't striking a drum but directly striking everyone's hearts.

Visible ripples of golden sound waves spread out.

There was no lightning, no firelight.

But those nine unstoppable torrents of venom, upon contact with the golden sound waves, were like meeting their natural enemy; all Laws of toxicity were instantly erased, and all corrosive power was instantly purified!

Ultimately, the nine dark green venomous streams turned back into the purest ordinary water, splashing onto the ground and moistening the parched earth.

"Puff—!"

Zhao Wuji felt as if he'd been struck by lightning. His nine heads spat out dark green blood simultaneously, his massive body trembled violently, and his Aura instantly withered.

His Lifebound Divine Ability was broken!

And it was broken by the purest absolute suppression from the level of Laws!

"Impossible... this is impossible..."

Zhao Wuji's eighteen eyes were filled with horror and confusion. "How can you have the Thunder God's Lifebound Treasure?!"

Fang Yuan didn't bother wasting words with him.

He raised his fist, preparing to strike the five thunders shaking heaven drum again.

"I con—"

Zhao Wuji's liver and gall were splitting with fear, and he just wanted to open his mouth to concede.

Dong!!!

The second drumbeat.

This time, it was no longer an invisible sound wave.

A pillar of destructive light, thicker than a bucket and composed entirely of golden lightning, shot out from the drum's surface!

Only this blinding golden light remained between heaven and earth!

That golden lightning, carrying the supreme majesty of judging all things, arrived in an instant and solidly blasted Zhao Wuji's massive Xiangliu body.

"Ah—!!!"

A shrill scream, barely sounding human, echoed through the clouds.

Under the baptism of the golden lightning, Zhao Wuji's indestructible scales shattered inch by inch, and his massive demon body was electrocuted into charcoal, emitting clouds of black smoke.

Finally, he could no longer maintain his true form and reverted to his handsome young man appearance, falling from the sky like a lump of mud. With a "thud," he crashed into the ground, his body twitching and foaming at the mouth, completely losing consciousness.

Two drumbeats.

The enemy was defeated.

Fang Yuan put away the five thunders shaking heaven drum and clapped his hands as if he had just done something insignificant.

He raised his head, his gentle gaze sweeping across the sky and over those demon leaders whose expressions were each uglier than the last.

"Kunlun Academy, Fang Yuan, wins."

"Then..."

His voice paused, that harmless smile still on his face.

"For the third round, which Fellow Daoist will come to give me some guidance?"