The tranquility between the lands and waters of Southern Hong was suddenly torn asunder by a mournful dragon’s cry.
Like the sound of metal striking stone, it was deafening.
A vast shadow swept across the Sky Curtain, as if dark clouds were covering the sun, while a torrent of crimson rain fell upon the world, staining the surface of the water and the earth.
The rich scent of blood spread throughout the air, causing countless creatures to look up in horror.
Whether they were Cultivators, Demons, or mere mortals and beasts, all beheld the enormous creature that stretched out like a mountain range without end.
A Great Demon that resided deep within Southern Hong, ruler of the Dragon Palace, now let out continuous mournful wails!
It was clear to the discerning eye, this fearsome beast was desperately trying to return to the water, but its struggling body was always dragged back into the sky by an invisible colossal force.
What terrifying existence could force such a powerful Great Demon to fail to break free?
Finally, a figure that suddenly leaped up captured everyone’s gaze.
They saw a youth holding a knife, standing atop the dragon’s body as massive as a mountain range, his left arm shot out, his long fingers tightly grasping a handful of dragon beard, and in the next moment, he forcefully pulled up this "mountain range"!
Such a shocking scene left everyone staring in stunned silence.
The next moment, their vision turned red.
The Golden Rune Mystic Knife fiercely penetrated the scale armor of the South Dragon King, ripping through its flesh and causing waves of blood to splash.
Against the terrifying size of this old dragon, the long knife was as negligible as a toothpick.
However, as the youth swung his arm, what was originally an insignificant wound on the dragon’s body suddenly expanded by more than a hundredfold in an instant.
Blinding mystical golden light surged, as if to completely tear apart the old dragon!
One slash after another!
Waves of blood soaked the youth’s clothes and hair, turning his originally fair face into a crimson mess, with only his gray eyes remaining calm.
Finally, someone recognized the identity of this Dragon Demon, yet its pitiful state made it hard to believe...
It was the ruler of all Southern Hong, the strongest being of these lands and waters, the formidable Dragon King with an illustrious reputation!
So, what was this Dragon King fearing?
As the South Dragon King rolled and fled through the Sky Curtain of the entire South Flood Land, someone finally recognized the identity of that youth.
The Cultivators from the four Vassal Forces of Nanyang Sect all widened their eyes.
They knew that the Southern Hong Seven Sects and the Dragon Palace had long been at odds.
But they hadn’t expected it would come to a head-on battle with the Dragon King.
Such an event, significant enough to sway the entire situation in Southern Hong, was happening so abruptly, without any warning, right before everyone’s eyes.
What was even more unbelievable was that despite the severity of the situation, only Sect Master Shen had taken action from the Southern Hong Seven Sects.
Even in a one-on-one fight, he managed to suppress the South Dragon King throughout!
In Xuan Yue City, Yin Yajun, under her father’s protection, stared blankly into the sky, her breathing becoming more and more rapid.
Even though she believed Sect Master Shen to be invincible, the sight before her still left her in a stunned trance as if she had been struck by lightning.
The Dragon King, whose mere word could stir up turmoil in Southern Hong, before Sect Master Shen, was rendered to such a wretched state.
But why, why was there only him?
"Daddy, how could this happen?"
Facing his daughter’s puzzled look, City Lord Yin gave a wry smile.
Even though he was of modest strength, he still had a status here and knew the Seven Sects quite well.
Even if the Seven Sects indeed had previous intentions against Sect Master Shen, after the Seven Sons Grand Assembly, anyone with a brain knew how important Sect Master Shen was.
Especially in a significant matter like slaying the South Dragon King, such matters were not to be taken lightly.
Such a commotion could obviously not escape the ears of the Seven Sons of Hong.
Countless disciples surged out of their sacred lands, listening to the mournful dragon’s cry, feeling almost as if in a dream.
Before the remaining three Sect Masters could react, Ji Jingxi had already burst out, rushing towards the direction of the dragon’s cry.
Her face was more solemn than ever, and in her clear eyes, there flickered a trace of fear.
Three people had set out, but now only one remained.
And while the South Dragon King seemed pitiful, its life force was still incredibly vibrant!
Even though she didn’t know what accident had occurred to lead to such a situation,
Ji Jingxi could almost guess what was going to happen next.
"Shen Yi, don’t be reckless..."
"Can you kill me? Can you?!"
The South Dragon King’s consciousness was starting to blur, but it still felt the oppressive force on its body weakening.
Shenyue Zhenqingtian was indeed an Immortal Law without equal.
But after all, it was only to suppress one region, even nature’s spiritual energy would gradually thin, not inexhaustible.
Shen Yi stood on the forehead of the long dragon, dripping wet hair clinging to his side face, holding the long knife at an angle, his entire upright figure already drenched in blood.
He exhaled a turbid breath.
Without responding to the South Dragon King’s taunts, he simply watched calmly as it plunged towards the water.
This Dragon King’s Demon Body, aside from anything else, was certainly the most formidable Shen Yi had ever seen.
Although it was already covered in wounds, the force within it remained as vast as ever, seemingly endless.
"Have you resigned yourself?"
Feeling the body being enveloped by the blue waves once more, the South Dragon King laughed wildly, gasping for breath.
Back in its most familiar territory, even its frenzied consciousness began to clear a bit.
Even facing the assault of three people, it had persisted until now.