312: Chapter 312 Slaying the Dragon, We Won!

Chu Sheng stood on the back of the giant turtle, the shell beneath his feet as thick and heavy as a continent.

Dark golden Sword Qi continuously bombarded the turtle shell, emitting harsh metallic screeching sounds as sparks flew everywhere.

But the turtle shell remained motionless, not even a single crack appearing.

The hardness of this turtle shell was several times greater than he had imagined.

He tried various angles and various amounts of force, but none worked.

"Use your four swords to attack a single point on the turtle shell simultaneously!" Xiao Jiu's voice came from afar, laced with urgency. "Unite the four swords and converge them into one point!"

Chu Sheng did not hesitate. The four zhu xian swords flew up simultaneously, and the dark golden Sword Qi converged above his head into a blinding pillar of light, which then slammed violently into the very center of the turtle shell.

Boom—

With a deafening roar, the entire Inverted Sea trembled.

The giant turtle's shell finally developed cracks, spreading outward like a spiderweb.

The cracks grew larger and denser until the entire turtle shell shattered, turning into countless specks of light that dissipated into the Void Realm.

The giant turtle's body began to disintegrate, and the last glimmer of light in its hollow eye sockets extinguished.

The Formation began to collapse.

The Inverted Sea was shaking.

Countless water columns rose from the sea surface before pouring back down, like countless waterfalls flowing in reverse.

The Void Realm was tearing apart, the grayish-white ground was cracking, and the entire great Formation emitted a groan of unbearable strain.

Chu Sheng hovered in mid-air, watching the giant turtle beneath his feet disintegrate.

His gaze fell upon the cluster of light revealed after the turtle shell shattered.

That was the core of the Formation eye.

It was also where the obsession resided.

A cluster of dark cyan light rose from the shattered turtle shell and hovered in mid-air.

Within the light, a figure could be vaguely seen.

It was a giant flood dragon, its entire body dark cyan, its scales like iron, and its pair of golden eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

Its aura was powerful, and the pressure of the Tongxuan Realm bore down heavily.

But its body was already dilapidated, most of its scales having fallen off to reveal the grayish-white rotting flesh beneath.

The demon core was long gone; all that remained was an obsession.

An obsession that had harbored hatred for over ten thousand years.

Chu Sheng looked at that obsession, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"It has already been ten thousand years. Your younger brother has long since become a Demon Venerable; what meaning is there in you being trapped here? Give up."

The flood dragon's obsession did not answer.

It merely stared at Chu Sheng with those golden eyes and let out a low hiss.

Then it moved.

Its remnant body turned into a streak of dark cyan light and lunged toward Chu Sheng.

Death Qi permeated the air, and wherever it passed, even the Void Realm turned gray.

Chu Sheng's expression changed slightly, and his figure flashed, dodging the attack.

The Death Qi brushed past him, and he felt a sliver of his life force being drained away, as if something had lightly taken a bite out of him.

"There is no other way." Chu Sheng sighed, "Then I can only eliminate you."

The four zhu xian swords flew up simultaneously, and dark golden Sword Qi swirled around him, enveloping him within it.

He gripped the sword hilts tightly and slashed toward the flood dragon's remnant body.

This battle was more difficult than Chu Sheng had imagined.

Although the flood dragon's remnant body was already decaying, its combat instincts remained.

It needed no spiritual power, no demon core; it only needed that obsession to drive its remnant body.

Death Qi continuously surged from its body, eroding everything around it.

Every step Chu Sheng took closer, he could feel his life force draining away.

But his Lifespan was abundant; this amount of consumption was something he could still endure.

He fought while calculating in his mind.

This obsession was merely at the Tongxuan Realm when alive; after dying for over ten thousand years, it should have long since dissipated.

It had only been able to linger on until today by relying on the nourishment of this great Formation.

Now that the Formation was broken, its power would grow weaker and weaker.

Chu Sheng swung his swords several times in succession, the dark golden Sword Qi slashing onto the flood dragon's remnant body and leaving deep cracks.

The flood dragon felt the pain and let out a harsh hiss, its remnant body twisting violently as it lunged at Chu Sheng again.

But Chu Sheng discovered a problem.

The flood dragon's remnant body was recovering rapidly.

Every time it was injured, a surge of grayish-white energy would pour in from the surrounding Void Realm, repairing its wounds.

That was the power of the Inverted Sea.

This sea was its nourishment.

Chu Sheng's brows furrowed.

He summoned the sea-suppressing cauldron, and bronze light enveloped the flood dragon's remnant body.

The sea-suppressing cauldron could suppress sea eyes and command sea beasts; it should also be able to block the energy supply of the Inverted Sea.

However, the effect was limited.

The flood dragon's recovery speed only slowed down slightly; it was still continuously repairing itself.

"I will help you!" Xiao Jiu's voice came from afar.

She sat cross-legged in the Void Realm, her hands forming seals, light gray light swirling around her.

Runes flew from her palms, landing around the flood dragon's remnant body and forming a small sub-Formation.

"This is a move I prepared; it can significantly weaken its recovery ability!"

Her voice carried a hint of strain, "Quick! Now is the time!"

The rune Formation activated, and grayish-white light enveloped the flood dragon's remnant body.

Sure enough, the flood dragon's recovery speed plummeted, and the surging energy was blocked outside by the Formation, unable to repair its remnant body any longer.

Chu Sheng was overjoyed and stopped holding back; the four zhu xian swords thrust out simultaneously, and the Sword Qi exploded on the flood dragon's remnant body.

The remnant body vibrated violently, and a large portion shattered.

The flood dragon let out a deafening hiss, madness flashing in its golden eyes.

It began to mobilize the power of the Inverted Sea.

The seawater of the Inverted Sea surged up, transforming into several water snakes dozens of miles long that lunged toward Chu Sheng and Xiao Jiu.

Every water snake radiated the aura of the Daocheng Realm; these giant beasts condensed from thousands upon thousands of gallons of seawater were overwhelming.

Xiao Jiu's expression changed, and she exerted all her strength to drive the Formation; light gray light surged from her palms and enveloped the water snakes.

The water snakes twisted and deformed in the light, eventually turning into pools of seawater that fell back into the sea.

But her face became even paler, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"I cannot hold on for too long!" she shouted, "Quick!"

Chu Sheng did not hesitate; he fully activated Fuyao Ninety Thousand Miles, his figure transforming into a streak of light that instantly appeared directly above the flood dragon's remnant body.

He gripped the sword hilts with both hands, poured all his spiritual power into the swords, and thrust them violently toward the flood dragon's remnant body's eyes.

The sword tips pierced into the flood dragon's golden pupils, and Death Qi gushed out from the wounds.

The flood dragon's remnant body trembled violently, the dark cyan light flickering intensely before it began to disintegrate.

Scales fell off, rotting flesh shattered, and bones fell apart.

That obsession that had harbored hatred for over ten thousand years finally dissipated completely at this moment.

Chu Sheng pulled out the swords and hovered in mid-air, panting heavily.

His spiritual power was more than half consumed, and his body felt somewhat weak.

The Inverted Sea began to calm down.

The water columns disappeared, the Void Realm cracks healed, and the grayish-white ground returned to silence.

The final traces of the flood dragon's remnant body also dissipated, turning into a wisp of blue smoke that vanished into the darkness.

Chu Sheng landed beside Xiao Jiu and looked at her.

Her face was very pale, and the blood at the corner of her mouth had not yet been wiped away.

But she smiled, smiling very relaxedly, as if she had put down a burden she had carried for over a thousand years.

"You won," she said.

Chu Sheng nodded, put away the zhu xian swords and the sea-suppressing cauldron, and said a sentence.

"The Formation is broken. We can go out now."

Xiao Jiu stood up, patted the dust off her skirt, and looked at the distant sea surface.

A glimmer flashed in her eyes.

It was not anticipation, not relief, but something deeper.

But Chu Sheng did not notice.

He was also looking at that sea, thinking about the path ahead.

The Formation was broken, the giant turtle was dead, and the obsession had dissipated.

Where should he go next?

He still had too many things to do.

But at least, he had survived.

They had survived.