594: Chapter 594 Kun Gou Submits

"Rest assured, kid. If I really damage your Foundation, I won't benefit either. This is a level of treatment that even your trashy ancestors never enjoyed."

Dragon horns sprouted from Long Tianxing's head once again, but unlike last time, these were ordinary dragon horns.

As the dragon horns grew, Long Tianxing's Nascent Soul gradually shrank, and it wore an expression of agony as a result.

Long Tianxing was worried, but he had no other choice.

He had already calculated it: aside from the beginning when he still had the stamina to suppress Wang Yao, his state had continuously declined afterward. He could only barely contend with him, and later on, he could only rely on Luck to save his life.

Through long periods of trial and error, he had already learned how to use Luck.

Whenever he needed to use Luck to save his life, it meant he had reached the end of his rope, and at such times, the Initial Flood Dragon's demands represented its opportunity for survival.

If this guy really had some move it could use unconditionally, it probably would have used it already. The reason it kept demanding to trade with him now was likely because it was truly helpless.

"Zhou Yan, where are you?" Long Tianxing roared in his heart.

This was meant to vent his dissatisfaction, but it happened to be heard by Zhou Yan through the Heart Demon.

"Zhou Yan, where are you?" Zhou Yan, who was halfway through his soup, was startled by the voice, and a mouthful of soup got stuck in his throat before he could swallow it.

"Cough, cough, cough. That nearly choked me to death."

"I almost completely forgot about Long Tianxing. Is this the effect of Providence?"

Having subconsciously shifted the blame, Zhou Yan didn't think about it any further. He downed the rest of his soup, wiped his mouth, and hurried off in the direction Xiao Sheng had left.

Xiao Sheng wasn't far, and Zhou Yan quickly found him by following the mini-map.

"Where's the rabbit I gave you?" Zhou Yan looked at Er Liangzhong, who was lying on the ground in front of him, and Xiao Sheng, who was huddled to the side. He wasn't quite sure what had happened.

"The rabbit you gave me really helped me out a lot. It took care of some enemies along the way, but then we suddenly ran into Er Liangzhong."

"For some reason, that rabbit attacked Er Liangzhong, so I hid."

"After the battle ended, the rabbit was gone, and Er Liangzhong was lying on the ground."

Hearing him say this, Zhou Yan was even more confused.

He had seen Er Liangzhong before; he was quite prominent in the allied forces' ranks and should have been an ally. Why would Room Sun Rabbit suddenly attack him?

Zhou Yan casually picked up a broken water pipe and tapped him on the head with it.

Checking the panel, he didn't find anything wrong. This guy was neither an enemy unit nor some sort of Clone.

But time waited for no one. To prevent any accidents, Zhou Yan casually set up a Formation to trap him, while simultaneously leaving behind coordinates to attract reinforcements to come and lock him up. Everything else could wait until after it was over.

After doing this, Zhou Yan lost no time in dragging Xiao Sheng along as he flew toward Long Tianxing's location. Guided by the Heart Demon, Zhou Yan practically plowed through everything in his path.

In a blind spot where Kun Gou couldn't see, Arthur had already discovered through the surveillance feed that Zhou Yan was rapidly approaching.

He was startled, and not caring whether Long Tianxing had discovered that Wang Yao's abnormality was related to the War Knight, he decisively pressed the button and released Wang Yao.

The Initial Flood Dragon had just sniffed out that the source of the strange odor was in the large pit ahead, when the next moment, Wang Yao lunged at him.

"You little bastard, you dare to raise a hand against me?"

The Initial Flood Dragon grabbed at the void, and Wang Yao was lifted into the air as white frost, exuding a cold aura, gradually crept up his body.

At first, Wang Yao could still exhale a few breaths of cold air, but seconds later, he turned into an ice sculpture, frozen firmly in mid-air.

"See that? Easy. As long as you don't care about this little bastard's life, dealing with him is a piece of cake. He's surprisingly durable, though; even if you don't care if he lives or dies, he just won't die."

Ignoring Wang Yao, the Initial Flood Dragon turned and jumped down into the large pit.

He had a premonition that the aura on Wang Yao was related to the thing inside. As long as he took care of the thing inside, Wang Yao should be able to return to normal.

But before he could jump down, a sudden explosion came from behind him.

Behind the Initial Flood Dragon, Wang Yao used the thunder circling his wooden sword to forcibly shatter the solid ice.

Wang Yao's body also turned into dust along with the shattered ice, but the next moment, these blood-red ice shards began to rapidly coalesce.

The blood mist gradually gathered into a small whirlwind, wrapping around the wooden sword.

Soon, a hand reached out from the whirlwind, grasped the wooden sword, and slashed forward, sending a bolt of thunder straight at the Initial Flood Dragon, who was still in the air.

"Urgh!"

The Initial Flood Dragon was hit directly, flew along the circular pit below, and crashed into the wall on the other side.

In the process of flying, the Initial Flood Dragon saw clearly what was below.

"Cough, cough." After coughing twice, the Initial Flood Dragon slowly stood up. Countless charred scales fell out through the holes in his Dharma robe, but new scales quickly attached themselves again.

The Initial Flood Dragon exhaled a puff of white air, his expression indifferent, as if he hadn't been injured at all.

But the next moment, he bent over, clutching the railing as he grimaced in pain.

"Ow, ouch. Oh, man."

"Hey, hey, ow... My back, it's burning with pain. What the heck is so painful?"

The Initial Flood Dragon had clearly seen it while inside Long Tianxing's body—that thing either missed or didn't hurt when it hit, so he hadn't taken that sword seriously at all.

Who knew that when he came out, this thing would not only have range but also hurt so much more when it hit.

"Wait, has this guy's appearance changed a bit?"

The Initial Flood Dragon then noticed that Wang Yao had undergone some changes after this reconstitution.

His original youthful appearance now sported a tuft of beard, and he looked a bit more like an immortal sage.

If Zhou Yan were here right now, he would probably already be typing "666" in the chat.

A boss suppressed by Long Tianxing's Protagonist Halo could still chase and beat him; would you dare to face him head-on without using the Protagonist Halo?

On the other side, Zhou Yan also noticed something abnormal.

The radar responsible for detecting Taiyi Arts had actually gone off.

This piece of junk didn't even go off when he defeated Lu Wu and obtained the Golden Book last time, yet it was sounding here. Zhou Yan couldn't help but be taken aback.

"There's another expert?"

But in the moment he was stunned, he didn't notice that Xiao Sheng's expression was a bit off; that emotion flashed by, and quickly returned to normal.

On the other side, the Initial Flood Dragon was already locked in a heated battle with Wang Yao.

Originally, Wang Yao hadn't reached the combat power level of a Nascent Soul, but now he was far beyond an ordinary Nascent Soul.

Even though Long Tianxing's body had changed under the Initial Flood Dragon's modifications, the previous deficiencies hadn't fully recovered, so for a time, the Initial Flood Dragon was actually being suppressed and beaten by Wang Yao.

"One after another, you all think this seat is easy to bully, right! Fine, very fine!"

The Initial Flood Dragon was forced to retreat repeatedly, but finally found an opportunity to kick Wang Yao away. Then, he formed hand seals with both hands, and a stream of light exuding cold air quickly gathered in his hands, forming a ball of light.

As the owner of this body, Long Tianxing could naturally feel what that ball of light signified.

Although he didn't know how the Initial Flood Dragon had managed to conjure it using his body, the aura made him feel a wave of fear, and he shouted out subconsciously.

"Don't kill Wang Yao, he is my Junior Brother!"

But this wasn't the time for distraction, and the Initial Flood Dragon didn't pay him any mind.

"Kid, don't meddle in other people's business. Just watch quietly!"

Wang Yao was no longer as frenzied as before; he was more like a mechanical Puppet, simply lifting his sword calmly, gathering thunder once again, and preparing to strike with a single sword slash.

The two of them were currently above the War Knight, preparing to unleash a collision of ultimate moves.

The power contained in their attacks wasn't considered strong; it could probably only be counted at the Late Nascent Soul Stage level.

But this scene made Kun Gou tremble with fear.

"Wait, make them stop!"

Kun Gou's exclamation instantly put Arthur at ease. However, he still feigned composure and handed over a contract.

"Sign it, or you know the consequences."

Kun Gou didn't have time to think too much. He repeated the contents of the contract, bit the tip of his tongue, and extended his tongue to dab the blood from the tip onto a corner of the contract.

The next moment, the contract took effect, and a wisp of red light quickly dissipated from Wang Yao's body.

On the other side, the Initial Flood Dragon, still charging up, wore a faint smile as the thunder collided with the pale white cold light.

But under his deliberate manipulation, the cold light, carrying the thunder with it, slammed straight down toward the giant below.

A huge fluctuation of magical power came from the base passage, causing Zhou Yan to pause. Xiao Sheng was blown right into the air; if his hands hadn't still been wrapped around Zhou Yan's waist, he would have been blown away.

Feeling that aura, Zhou Yan frowned. "The aura of the Azure Chapter—is it the Initial Flood Dragon? How did he get out?"