286: Chapter 286: Xiao Mo and Bai Jing, the Ancient Demon Awakens!

"Is the last True Dragon in the world ready to be slain by me?"

As soon as Chen Qingliu said this, the Golden Armored Deity standing on the Peak of Tuoyue Mountain could not help but reveal a look of terror in his eyes.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar resounded through the air, and this Golden Armored Deity, who had just stepped into the Ascension Realm, was actually forced by The Dragon Slayer to reveal his true form as a thousand-foot-long fire dragon.

Three thousand years ago, some Cultivators speculated that the appearance of Chen Qingliu was to suppress the flood dragon kin.

After all, at that time, even the rules of the Confucian Saints could not regulate all of the flood dragon kin.

However, Chen Qingliu seemed to have appeared out of thin air; he did not just suppress the flood dragon kin, but even exerted an invisible Dao suppression over all water descendants and water immortals throughout the entire human world across several worlds!

This The Dragon Slayer, besides a sword worn at his waist, also possessed two Natal Flying Swords, one called 'Water Source' and the other called 'Fire Spirit'.

Facing Chen Qingliu, even with the heavenly timing and geographical advantage of having integrated with Tuoyue Mountain, the Golden Armored Deity still had to automatically drop a realm; there was no logic to be argued.

The fire dragon kept thrashing its body, causing the entire Tuoyue Mountain below to shake violently countless times.

Those Yao Race Cultivators were even more panic-stricken.

However, Chen Qingliu only glanced indifferently at the struggling fire dragon; it seemed that an Ascension Realm True Dragon descendant did not even interest this The Dragon Slayer enough to make him draw his sword.

The old man carefully sensed the changes in the Aura in the air, and even after so many things had just happened, he quickly locked onto the direction in which Yang Simu and his group had left.

Especially the Aura of True Dragon Wang Zhu; Chen Qingliu was simply too familiar with it.

"Three thousand years ago, I was able to slay you with one sword in East Baoping Continent."

"Three thousand years later, even if you have fled to the Wilderness World, I can still slay you!"

This The Dragon Slayer's tone was very indifferent, yet it carried an almost absolute confidence.

As soon as his words fell, Chen Qingliu had already disappeared from the sky above Tuoyue Mountain, transforming into a streak of sword light and heading in the direction where Yang Simu and his group had left.

On the other side, Wang Zhu, who was standing in the talisman token, felt her heart tighten inexplicably, and her brows immediately furrowed.

She had only felt this sensation once before, when she was hunted by The Dragon Slayer three thousand years ago, and another time when Yang Simu signed a master-servant contract with her back in Lizhu Blessed Land.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhu raised her eyes to look at Yang Simu, who was standing at the bow of the boat.

Not long ago, one of the five True Dragon descendants, the Golden Carp—Huang Zhong, had just completed his Dao integration at the ruins of the Longhong ancient battlefield and successfully advanced from the Jade Purity Realm to the Immortal Realm.

Yang Simu also handed Huang Zhong the stick of incense left behind by Old Man Yang, before taking everyone and leaving.

The next destination was naturally the forest outside the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

At the bow of the boat, Yang Simu was in high spirits, with Ruan Xiu, whose smile was sweet, standing on his left, and Li Liu, whose expression was cold but whose gaze always fell on the man from time to time, on his right.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zhu felt a bit of heartache in her heart.

Originally, both parties had agreed that once Yang Simu reached the Upper Five Realms, Wang Zhu could leave.

To be honest, for the current Yang Simu, having one more or one less Ascension Realm expert by his side really did not have much impact.

Back at Tuoyue Mountain, Yang Simu did not have time to mention it, but just now on the road, he had voluntarily brought up this matter.

However, Wang Zhu used the excuse that Yang Simu had not yet fulfilled his promise to help her seize the water fortune of the Qingming World, and did not want to leave.

Her dark hair scattered behind the woman, fluttering with the wind.

However, before Wang Zhu could speak, Yang Simu had already sensed Wang Zhu's psychological changes in advance through the master-servant contract.

His gaze suddenly became serious, and he turned his head abruptly to look at Wang Zhu.

"Wang Zhu, is that The Dragon Slayer really coming?" Yang Simu asked in a deep voice.

Wang Zhu wanted to feign calmness, but the unfocused look in her eyes and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead exposed the tension in her heart.

She could not help but nod.

Regarding the arrival of this event, Wang Zhu had actually anticipated it in her heart, but she just had not expected this day to come so quickly.

Perhaps that The Dragon Slayer had discovered her long ago and was just waiting for her to step into the Ascension Realm.

Of course, Yang Simu also knew more inside information.

That was, when a True Dragon reappeared in the human world, Chen Qingliu, as The Dragon Slayer, could use this to return to the Fourteenth Realm.

However, if Chen Qingliu wanted to maintain the Fourteenth Realm, there must be a True Dragon in the world, and there could only be one!

And this The Dragon Slayer had his eyes on a certain Green-Clad child on Luopo Mountain in Lizhu Blessed Land—Fellow Daoist Jing Qing.

Therefore, Wang Zhu, this True Dragon, naturally became the thorn in Chen Qingliu's side.

Before Yang Simu could continue speaking, he saw a snow-white sword light rapidly approaching from the distance.

Even though they were tens of thousands of miles apart, because he had gained the recognition of the Great Dao of the entire Wilderness World, he could already feel that powerful sense of oppression.

Xiao Mo's pupils also suddenly constricted, and he said in a deep voice: "Young Master, this person does not come with good intentions; you all go first."

Yang Simu whispered to Xiao Mo: "Be careful."

He did not hesitate any longer, nodded, and signaled the Tender Daoist to quickly pilot the talisman token toward the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

At this moment, even the Tender Daoist, who had already stepped into the pseudo-Fourteenth Realm, was somewhat panicked and, without a word, pushed the small boat beneath his feet with all his might.

Less than a hundred miles after the group left, a violent explosion of sword light erupted behind them.

Yang Simu did not even look back, choosing to trust in Xiao Mo's swordsmanship.

Under the desperate pushing of the Tender Daoist, the group soon saw the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Wilderness World.

The Tender Daoist had originally wanted to sail directly into the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

At such a critical moment, it was naturally safest to be by the Old Blind Man's side.

However, Yang Simu stopped the Tender Daoist and halted in the forest outside the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Yang Simu smiled and patted the little head of the Green-Clad Girl, also handing her a special stick of incense.

The look in Xiao Qing's eyes when she looked at Yang Simu carried the reluctance and attachment of a little girl.

Yang Simu smiled and said: "Xiao Qing, you must perform well; Young Master will need your help later."

Hearing this, the Green-Clad Girl nodded repeatedly with a face full of smiles.

Immediately, this crouching dragon woodcarving, one of the five True Dragon descendants—the Green-Clad Girl Xiao Qing, jumped down from the small boat.

The next moment, she began to integrate with the vast forest on the outskirts of the Hundred Thousand Mountains!

After all, Xiao Qing was only an unfamiliar Nascent Soul Stage water descendant, so Yao Race Cultivators hiding in the forest immediately roared angrily, including one Immortal Realm water buffalo whose body was as huge as a mountain.

This time, there was no need for the Tender Daoist to intervene; Yang Simu just let out a cold snort, and his Aura instantly erupted.

The Aura of the Great Dao of the Wilderness World for ten thousand miles around all suppressed those Upper Five Realms Yao Race, and they were all scared as if facing a deity, not daring to have any more resistance.

Not only that, Xiao Qing seemed to have received help from the Great Dao of the Wilderness World, and the process of Dao integration became even faster.

Seeing this scene, even the Tender Daoist could not help but click his tongue in secret.

In the short time they had delayed, the snow-white sword light behind them had already followed closely.

The Tender Daoist's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly shouted: "Yang Simu, that The Dragon Slayer is coming; the matter you needed to take care of is finished, let's hurry back to the Hundred Thousand Mountains!"

However, contrary to the Tender Daoist's expectations, Yang Simu's expression suddenly became calm, even calmer than when he first learned that The Dragon Slayer was about to arrive.

"The Cultivator Chen Qingliu wants to kill is Wang Zhu, the last True Dragon in the human world; what are you, an Old Ancestor of the Mountain-Driving Dogs, worrying about?"

He suddenly joked with a smile, his tone still very relaxed.

Hearing Yang Simu's tone, the Tender Daoist did not understand, and was both anxious and confused in his heart.

"If that The Dragon Slayer really arrives later, can I not intervene?"

"If you suffer even the slightest injury, the Old Blind Man will be able to eat dog-head hotpot immediately!" the Tender Daoist said with an exasperated face.

Yang Simu still just smiled and did not answer.

Ruan Xiu also could not help but ask curiously: "Young Master, can you tell me, where exactly does your confidence come from?"

Li Liu also looked at him with slightly furrowed brows.

Yang Simu slightly raised the corners of his mouth and looked in a direction in the sky, grinning as he said: "They are here."

As soon as his words fell, the few people in the small boat immediately looked in the direction of Yang Simu's gaze.

Sure enough, several powerful and ancient Auras soon rapidly approached in this direction from over there.

The fastest one was, surprisingly, a streak of sword light.

However, this sword light was not slashed towards Yang Simu, but rather slashed towards the battlefield of Chen Qingliu and Xiao Mo.

Even though the distance was very far, Yang Simu could still vaguely see the slender figure of a woman within the sword light.

The young girl was wearing a worn-out sable hat, and not knowing what beautiful scenery she had seen, there were even two patches of rouge on her cheeks.

It was precisely Bai Jing, the Sword Cultivator from the ancient era of the Wilderness World who loved to forcefully take others' Dao titles!

Seeing Bai Jing arrive, Xiao Mo was obviously stunned for a moment.

Just as a certain Old Temple Master said, "Xiao Mo and Bai Jing, one washes dharma robes in moonlight, the other tempers sword edges in sunlight, and both are Sword Cultivators; how well-matched and suitable they are."

Ten thousand years ago, Bai Jing, who changed her Dao title as easily as changing clothes, fell in love with Xiao Mo and wanted to become his Dao Companion.

But Xiao Mo would not agree, so the two engaged in three rounds of Sword Inquiry.

Xiao Mo could not win, so he had no choice but to flee to Luobao Beach and brew wine with the Master of Bixiao Cave.

Ten thousand years later, both parties woke up from their slumber one after another, and Bai Jing saw Xiao Mo engaged in a fierce battle with someone.

How could Bai Jing endure this?

She adjusted the sable hat on her head and stood united with Xiao Mo against their common enemy.

Chen Qingliu was still handling Xiao Mo with ease, but with the addition of Bai Jing, he immediately appeared to be struggling.

This The Dragon Slayer frowned and thought to himself: "In this Wilderness World, when did two more Peak Ascension Realm Sword Cultivators appear?"

However, after the old man carefully sensed it, he quickly saw that the swordsmanship of both Xiao Mo and Bai Jing originated from the ancient sword path of ten thousand years ago.

At the same time, Bai Ze returned, followed by ancient Great Yao like Guan Yi, Li Gou, Hu Tu, and Wang Youwu.

Yang Simu looked at them and grinned.

"This afternoon, I suddenly received the news that the editor is preparing to wrap up.

This was abrupt for me, and I was stunned for quite a while.

But when I looked at the data in the backend, I could only sigh secretly.

Counting it up, I have officially written five or six books, adding up to over two million words; some books you might have never seen before.

This book has also been written for six hundred thousand words, 142 days; although there have been fewer updates, at least there has been one update every day, never broken.

Coding words tonight, every word I type requires thinking for a while; this is the chapter that has taken the longest to ponder.

The ending of this book is what I am most reluctant about, because there are still many plot points that have not been told, and many regrets that have not ended.

When I was halfway through writing it, because of some special reasons, I wanted to end it then and even told the editor, but the support of the book friends, and even some people privately messaging me to scold me, I finally persisted, I am really emotional.

However, for now, I can only say goodbye for the time being; this book will end in these two days, I will try to make the chapters large.

It's almost twelve o'clock, let's update first, we'll talk again tomorrow."