Seeking survival within the dragon's belly—the only way to break the deadlock!

However, before her thoughts could fully form, a high-pitched, majestic roar, as if capable of resounding deep within one's Soul, suddenly shot up from the deep pit!

It was no longer a snake's hiss, nor a beast's roar.

It was a Dragon's roar!

Dazzling white light, impossible to look at directly, erupted from the bottom of the pit, like a scorching sun rising in the cave.

Within the light, a snow-white Flood Dragon, its scales like carved ice crystals, with magnificent white jade horns on its head, four ferocious claws that tore space beneath its belly, and a pair of platinum-colored vertical pupils, slowly ascended, bearing an indifferent majesty as if looking down upon ants.

It had successfully transformed into a Flood Dragon!

The Frost Bone Qiong, no, it should now be called the Frost Bone Flood Dragon.

It had instantly become a true fifth-rank Yao Beast!

The color drained completely from Yue Qingyao's face at this moment.

"Fifth-rank... how can we fight this!" Lin Yuan felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

"Go! Don't mind me! Take Qinghan and leave!" Yue Qingyao gritted her silver teeth, her voice filled with a desperate resolve to perish together.

Lin Yuan's heart was cold.

Leave? The path they came by was already blocked by Bone-Corroding Demon Worms. Where could they retreat to in this desperate place?

"Roar—!"

The newly transformed Frost Bone Flood Dragon suddenly opened its massive mouth.

There was no scorching flame, nor freezing ice.

A transparent sound wave, visible to the naked eye, suddenly swept out with it as the center!

"Seal your five senses! This is a sound wave Divine Soul attack!" Yue Qingyao's urgent cry exploded in Lin Yuan's ear.

Without thinking, Lin Yuan immediately sealed his six senses and protected his mind with spiritual power.

But that invisible impact still penetrated all defenses, like an unseen heavy hammer, fiercely striking his Soul!

Buzz!

Lin Yuan's mind instantly went blank, as if ten thousand steel needles had harshly pierced his brain. His Soul felt as if it was being torn apart by this power. The violent dizziness and nausea made his world spin, his legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

As the Soul-tearing pain slightly receded, Lin Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his vision not yet fully clear.

An extremely cold, fishy wind blew into his face.

His pupils suddenly contracted. In his blurry vision, a huge, cold vertical pupil, as if cast from platinum, already filled his entire sight, staring at him indifferently.

The Frost Bone Flood Dragon had arrived right before him at some unknown moment!

Its enormous tail, thicker than a water bucket, carried a piercing shriek that tore through the air, transforming into a white afterimage, and fiercely whipped towards where he stood!

The azure profound shield was merely a supreme grade Magical Artifact. Lin Yuan was certain it absolutely could not withstand this blow.

Even if he miraculously blocked it, the terrifying force would be enough to crush him into a pulp.

He dared not delay in the slightest. A green Talisman suddenly appeared between his fingers, and he slapped it onto himself without hesitation.

A supreme grade Divine Movement Talisman!

Lin Yuan felt his body suddenly lighten, as if pulled by an invisible force. He transformed into a blurry shadow and moved sideways.

That was a close call!

The enormous Flood Dragon tail almost grazed his nose as it swept past.

Bang!

The stone wall where he had been standing was struck, creating a terrifying, bottomless pit, and shattered rocks flew everywhere.

Having dodged this fatal blow, Lin Yuan did not rest for a moment. He flipped his palm, and the frost sword was already in his hand. A sharp Sword Qi shot out.

"Screech!"

The Sword Qi struck the Frost Bone Flood Dragon's body, but only sparked a dazzling shower of sparks and emitted a grating metallic clang that set one's teeth on edge.

It didn't even leave a white mark.

"How can it be so hard!"

Lin Yuan's heart sank completely.

"It's useless..." Yue Qingyao's voice sounded, faint and unstable. "The Yao Beast race's Physical Body is far superior to Cultivators of the same rank. It has already transformed into a Flood Dragon and advanced to the fifth-rank. Its scales are so tough that Magical Artifacts cannot harm them. Besides... a true Magic Treasure, no other external object can break its defense..."

Lin Yuan frowned, a flash of spiritual light appearing on his body. Using the Divine Movement Talisman, he quickly widened the distance from the Frost Bone Flood Dragon.

"Roar!" The Frost Bone Flood Dragon let out a roar.

Another wave of sound attack. Lin Yuan felt a wave of dizziness.

He endured the dizziness. In this situation, a single misstep could cost him his life.

He saw the Frost Bone Flood Dragon's figure swim through the air, spiritual light shining on its body, its speed suddenly increasing as it pounced towards Lin Yuan.

"Be careful!" Yue Qingyao quickly warned.

The Divine Movement Talisman on Lin Yuan glowed brightly, his speed already pushed to its limit.

However, that white shadow followed him like a phantom, even faster than he was!

A cruel and playful look, like a cat toying with a mouse, appeared in the Frost Bone Flood Dragon's eyes.

Its massive body executed an incredibly agile turn in mid-air, and its snow-white Flood Dragon tail, like a divine whip, precisely sealed off all of Lin Yuan's escape routes.

Prediction!

This beast actually possessed such terrifying combat intuition!

There was no escape!

Lin Yuan felt the space around him suddenly tighten.

The next moment, the snow-white Flood Dragon body, like the toughest chain, tightly coiled around him, and began to constrict inward with maddening force!

"Creak... creak..."

Lin Yuan's entire skeleton groaned under the unbearable pressure, every inch of his flesh and blood being crushed and squeezed by an irresistible immense force.

The air in his lungs was instantly squeezed out, golden stars danced before his eyes, and his consciousness began to blur.

The shadow of death had never been so clear.

However, amidst the excruciating pain and suffocation of being crushed, a glint of icy madness and determination flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes.

"There's still a chance! There's still a chance! The only way to break this situation!" Lin Yuan thought to himself.

"Roar!"

The Frost Bone Flood Dragon let out a roar, lowering its huge head. Its gaping maw, large enough to swallow an elephant, aimed at Lin Yuan, who was almost unconscious from the constriction.

"Lin Yuan!"

Su Qinghan's mournful scream echoed through the cave.

"No—!"

Yue Qingyao's eyes were bloodshot. She struggled to stand up but only futilely spat out a mouthful of blood, her body falling limply.

Under their despairing gaze, the Frost Bone Flood Dragon's massive mouth closed.

Lin Yuan's figure was completely swallowed by the boundless darkness... The Frost Bone Flood Dragon flicked its tail contentedly. It turned around, its cold platinum vertical pupils once again locking onto the two remaining prey, one large and one small.

Especially the woman with the strongest aura; her Golden Core was a great tonic for it.

Inside the cave, there was a deathly silence.

Yue Qingyao glanced at her daughter, whose aura was weak beside her.

In her eyes, all the unwillingness, regret, and anger ultimately transformed into a desolate determination.

She looked at Su Qinghan, her voice faint but with an unprecedented tenderness.

"Qinghan, live on!"

"Mother! No!"

Su Qinghan instantly understood what her mother was about to do, and tears streamed down her face.

Golden Core Self-Destruction!

That was the final brilliance a Golden Core Cultivator could unleash, at the cost of their Divine Soul, Cultivation, and life.

Yue Qingyao no longer looked at her daughter. She flew resolutely towards the steadily approaching Frost Bone Flood Dragon.

Within her Dantian and Qi Sea, the brilliant Golden Core, which contained her lifelong efforts, began to spin wildly. Cracks appeared on the surface of the core, and a destructive aura brewed within it.

Meanwhile, inside the Flood Dragon's belly.

Lin Yuan was enduring terrifying squeezing and corrosion.

With his last shred of clarity, Lin Yuan took out a blood-red pill from his Storage Pouch.

This pill was bought by Lin Yuan from Mu Wanqing and was named the Blood Transformation Divine Pill.

When crushed, it would form a large cloud of blood mist. Once contaminated, one's spiritual power would dissipate, Cultivation would be lost, and one would be at the mercy of others.

However, when Mu Wanqing introduced it to him, she only mentioned whether it was effective for the Foundation Establishment Stage.

And at such a close distance, Lin Yuan would also be contaminated by the Blood Transformation Divine Pill, and his spiritual power would similarly dissipate.

He used his last bit of strength to fiercely crush it!