193: Slaying the dragon in the sea, his might shook the human realm.

Five Dragon Sea, three thousand miles away.

The originally vast emerald waves were now completely shrouded in gray Yuan Ci Divine Light. The void within a hundred-mile radius became incredibly viscous, gravity surged dozens of times over, and even the seawater below was pressed down into a depression, forming a massive basin in the middle of the sea.

"What kind of ghost Domain is this?!"

The four Late Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivators who had followed the Golden Flood Dragon King turned pale instantly. They discovered in terror that within this gray haze, the circulation of magic power in their bodies had become incredibly sluggish, and the Lifebound Treasures they summoned were as heavy as mountains, making them extremely difficult to control.

"A bunch of useless trash! What are you panicking for!"

The Golden Flood Dragon King stood in the void, golden light erupting from his body, forcibly carving out a space of demonic power for himself. His vertical pupils stared fixedly at Zhou Wannian at the center of the Domain, his eyes filled with both killing intent and greed.

"Kid, your Yuan Ci Divine Light indeed has some tricks. But you've only just entered the Late Stage; do you really think you can trap all five of us at once?"

"Trap you?"

Zhou Wannian (Han Li) hovered above the yuan ci divine peak, his green robes fluttering loudly in the fierce wind. A cold arc curved at the corner of his mouth.

"You've misunderstood."

"I opened the Domain not to trap you."

"But to prevent... blood from splattering everywhere and polluting the environment."

Before his voice had even faded.

Zhou Wannian flicked his sleeve.

"Great Geng Sword Formation, Strangulate."

Buzz!

No sword shadows appeared in the void; there was only a hair-raisingly sharp aura that suddenly descended.

"Watch out! It's invisible Flying Swords!"

An Elder of the Tianji Pavilion's secret guards reacted the fastest, summoning an ancient tortoise shell shield to block in front of him. This shield was refined from the back shell of an eighth-rank demon tortoise, and its defensive power was comparable to a top-tier ancient treasure.

However.

Chila—

A soft sound rang out, like a hot knife cutting through butter.

That indestructible tortoise shell shield, along with the Secret Guard Elder hiding behind it, split into two halves from the middle without any warning.

The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and it wasn't until the two halves of the corpse fell into the sea that blood began to gush out.

An instant kill!

A Late Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivator had fallen without even letting out a scream!

"What?!"

The remaining three were frightened to the point of their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. They couldn't see where the attack had come from at all!

"geng essence! His Flying Swords are infused with a massive amount of geng essence!" another Cultivator cried out in terror, no longer caring about any siege, turning around to use a blood escape to flee.

"Since you've come, then stay."

Zhou Wannian gently flicked his finger.

In the void, countless invisible Geng Gold sword threads wove into a net of death.

"Ah—!!!"

The remaining three Late Nascent Soul Cultivators were sliced into a mist of blood by the invisible sword net amidst desperate screams. Their Nascent Souls had just fled out when they were struck by the gray Yuan Ci Divine Light, falling into the dust with screams, and were then swallowed one by one as appetizers by the arriving Weeping Soul Giant Ape.

A mere ten breaths of time.

Four Great Cultivators standing at the Peak of the Human Realm were completely wiped out.

On the sea, only the Golden Flood Dragon King remained, facing that young man who looked like a god or demon all alone.

"Good! Very good!"

The Golden Flood Dragon King laughed in extreme rage, his aged face beginning to twist and deform as golden dragon scales covered his entire body.

"This King has roamed the Human Realm for thousands of years, and this is the first time I've seen such an arrogant human junior!"

"Since you want to die, this King will fulfill your wish!"

"Roar—!!!"

An earth-shattering dragon roar echoed through the clouds.

The Golden Flood Dragon King revealed his true form.

A terrifying flood dragon, a thousand feet long, golden all over, with five claws beneath its belly, stretched across the heaven and earth. The Demonic Qi radiating from its body was even denser than that of the previous Yuancha Holy Ancestor Clone; it was the solid pressure of a Peak tenth-rank Yao Beast!

"Divine Dragon Swings Its Tail!"

Boom!

That massive golden dragon tail, carrying the power to shatter the void like a golden mountain range, whipped fiercely toward Zhou Wannian.

This single strike was enough to level a large island.

Facing this world-destroying blow.

Zhou Wannian did not dodge.

He withdrew the Yuan Ci Divine Light and even retracted the Great Geng Sword Formation.

He just stood there quietly, taking a deep breath.

Buzz—

His skin instantly turned a dark gold, and a dense layer of Sanskrit devilish runes emerged on his body's surface. The bones within his body popped and boomed, a manifestation of the Bright King Art being pushed to its limit.

"Come then!"

Zhou Wannian advanced instead of retreating, the muscles in his right arm bulging as he threw a punch!

With a human body, he directly clashed with the tenth-rank demon dragon!

Clang!!!

Fist and dragon tail collided.

The sound produced was not that of flesh and blood clashing, but rather the ringing of a great bronze bell, like metal striking metal.

A terrifying shockwave swept out, and the sea surface within a thousand-mile radius instantly exploded, kicking up ten-thousand-foot-high waves.

"What?!"

A flash of unbelievable pain flickered in the Golden Flood Dragon King's massive dragon eyes.

It felt as if its tail had struck a piece of ten-thousand-year profound iron essence; scales shattered, and cracks actually appeared in its bones!

And that human kid had only been pushed back a hundred feet, shaking his wrist without even breaking the skin!

"You... your Physical Body..." The Golden Flood Dragon King was terrified beyond measure. "You aren't human! You're a Primordial Ancient Beast in human skin!"

"Only just realized? Too late."

A cold light exploded in Zhou Wannian's eyes.

"The warm-up is over."

"Old loach, don't you pride yourself on your True Dragon Bloodline?"

"Today, I'll let you see what true 'Dragon-Slaying Power' is!"

Zhou Wannian formed hand seals and pointed toward the sky.

"Thunder, come!"

Rumble!

The originally clear sky was instantly covered by a sea of golden lightning. That was no ordinary lightning, but the specific bane of all things demonic—Evil-Warding Divine Thunder!

"Dragon Transformation!"

The Evil-Warding Divine Thunder liquid that Zhou Wannian had accumulated over hundreds of years poured out without reservation at this moment.

The golden lightning across the sky converged, transforming into a golden thunder dragon even larger than the Golden Flood Dragon King!

The thunder dragon roared, carrying the most Yang and righteous Qi of heaven and earth as it pounced on the Golden Flood Dragon King.

"No! What kind of lightning is this?! My demonic power is being suppressed!"

The Golden Flood Dragon King discovered in horror that facing this golden thunder dragon, the True Dragon Bloodline it was so proud of was actually trembling, and its demonic power could only function at seventy percent!

"Roar—"

The two dragons fought.

In just a single exchange.

The Golden Flood Dragon King's vital spot was bitten hard by the thunder dragon, and the terrifying Evil-Warding Divine Thunder poured into its body, frantically destroying its demon core and Meridians.

"Ahhh—"

The Golden Flood Dragon King let out a shrill scream, its massive body rolling frantically in the sea, kicking up colossal waves.

"It's over."

Zhou Wannian watched this scene coldly.

He flipped his right hand.

The incredibly heavy body of the yuan ci divine peak appeared in his palm.

"Suppress!"

Whoosh—

The divine Peak expanded with the wind, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot giant mountain, carrying the Magnetic Force that suppresses all things, and smashed down fiercely upon the head of the Golden Flood Dragon King entangled by the thunder dragon.

Puchi!

Brains splattered, and dragon blood dyed the sea red.

The insufferably arrogant overlord of the Five Dragon Sea, the tenth-rank Yao Beast Golden Flood Dragon King, didn't even have time for his Primordial Spirit to escape before his head was smashed to pieces alive.

Fallen!

...The wind stopped, and the waves calmed.

The thunder light dissipated.

Zhou Wannian stood atop that massive headless dragon corpse, his green robes still untainted by a single speck of dust.

With a casual wave, a golden demon core the size of a fist, radiating terrifying demonic power, flew into his hand.

"A tenth-rank demon core, not bad."

"The dragon sinew can upgrade the wind thunder wings, the dragon scales can be used to refine armor, and the dragon meat... Tie Zhu should like it."

Zhou Wannian skillfully began to butcher the dragon corpse.

Meanwhile, in the direction of Tianji Island thousands of miles away.

Countless Divine Senses were trembling as they watched this scene.

When they saw that massive dragon corpse stretching across the sea, and that figure standing on the dragon corpse like a god or demon.

Everyone understood one thing.

The sky of the Great Jin cultivation world had changed.

From this day forward.

The Human Realm was no longer the world of the Ten Great Sects, nor was it the back garden of Soul Transformation old monsters.

A new era.

An era of absolute dominance belonging to 'Old Devil Han'.

Had descended.

(End of Volume 8: Might of Soul Transformation)

Next Volume Preview: Volume 9: Guanghan Immortal Fate and the Path to Ascension

After the battle of the Five Dragon Sea, Han Li's fame shook the Human Realm, and he was revered as the 'Number One Cultivator'.

Using the resources obtained from the Golden Flood Dragon King and the immortal Talisman techniques from the golden palace jade book, he successfully cultivated the Yuan Ci Divine Light to Great Perfection and set about refining his ultimate trump card for dealing with the Ascension Heavenly Tribulation.

Several years later.

The Guanghan Realm gates opened.

Zhou Wannian led Purple Spirit, Liu Shuier, and others into that mysterious Small World that was said to be attached to the Spirit Realm.

There.

He encountered the elite 'Descendants' from various great tribes of the Spirit Realm.

"A Human Realm Cultivator? A mere Lower Realm ant also deserves to touch immortal fate?" the Jiao Chi Clan Young Lord said with a face full of disdain.

Zhou Wannian smiled slightly and summoned the recently completed—Yuan Ci Five Elements Mountain (Complete heaven-reaching spirit treasure).

"Ant?"

"I'm sorry, but in my world..."

"I am the rules."