People of the True Martial Realm have Martial Souls that are not strong enough. Although they can assist in combat and enhance the strength of Martial Artists, they are easily damaged. Therefore, unless it is a critical moment, few people would directly use the power of their Martial Souls.
Especially Zhao Letian, in his previous battles, hardly ever employed the power of his Martial Soul.
However, today, he encountered the most dangerous situation. If the Golden Flood Dragon Martial Soul destroyed his Divine Soul, he would disperse both soul and spirit, and perish completely.
Thus, today, regardless of all costs, he must stop the Golden Flood Dragon Martial Soul, even if it means risking damage to his own Martial Soul.
The moment the Little Snake Martial Soul appeared, it fixed its gaze on the Golden Flood Dragon phantom, letting out an excited hiss, as if it had seen some precious treasure.
At the same time, the Sword Martial Soul also trembled excitedly, sensing a powerful opponent, appearing ready and eager to challenge.
"Impossible, what kind of Martial Soul is this? I, the noble Flood Dragon, have never seen any snake dare to look me in the eye. Where does your Martial Soul come from, and why haven't you inherited my Golden Flood Dragon Martial Soul?"
The Golden Flood Dragon phantom looked at the Little Snake Martial Soul in surprise, asking incredulously.
It is well-known that the bloodline of Flood Dragons is more noble than that of most snakes. In the presence of Flood Dragons, snakes usually experience bloodline suppression and may even lose the ability to resist.
That Golden Flood Dragon phantom had never seen any snake like Zhao Letian's Little Snake Martial Soul that not only wasn't afraid of him but even saw him as a potential prey.
This was simply a complete overturning of his understanding.
Compared to this, the fact that Zhao Letian had a Twin Martial Soul seemed much less surprising.
Naturally, Zhao Letian couldn't possibly answer the Golden Flood Dragon phantom. With a shout, both the Little Snake Martial Soul and the Sword Martial Soul lunged towards the Golden Flood Dragon phantom.
"Humph, seeking death!"
The Golden Flood Dragon phantom snorted coldly, fearless, swishing its head and tail as it faced the attack head-on.
Before they even came close, the Little Snake Martial Soul spewed a streak of purple flame from its mouth, hurtling towards the Golden Flood Dragon phantom at an astonishing speed.
"Abnormal Fire? You do have quite a few tricks up your sleeve, kid, but it's to no avail—you're still going to die. Dragon's Flame!"
The Golden Flood Dragon phantom was slightly startled, but then scorn filled its eyes. With an angry shout, it spewed a golden flame from its mouth, colliding head-on with the Purple Lotus Demon Fire.
The two flames collided mid-air, creating a dazzling display of sparks, each proving to be equally matched, neither able to overcome the other.
"How is this possible? How can mere Abnormal Fire contend with my Dragon's Flame? What kind of snake is this? No, wait, that lump on its forehead, could it be... a horn?"
The Golden Flood Dragon phantom cried out in disbelief, and suddenly noticing a prominent bulge on the Little Snake Martial Soul's forehead, it recalled something terrifying.
If the snake in front of him was the species he thought of, he was in danger today.
Although he called himself a dragon, the Flood Dragon and the True Dragon are two completely different species.
Flood Dragons can evolve into True Dragons but must go through myriad dangers and endless Heavenly Tribulations for a mere chance to undergo the transformation into a True Dragon.
But legend has it that there is a species that starts as a snake in youth, grows into a Jiao as it matures, naturally becomes a Dragon as an adult, and can even evolve into a super Divine Beast, even more terrifying than a True Dragon.
If he hasn't guessed wrong, this serpent-class Martial Soul in front of him is very likely that legendary species, and moreover, it's about to evolve into a Flood Dragon.
At the same time, like teleporting, the Sword Martial Soul appeared directly above the Golden Flood Dragon phantom, and then ferociously slashed down towards its head.
The tail of the Golden Flood Dragon phantom suddenly lashed out, sending the Sword Martial Soul flying.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!..."
Just then, a series of Divine Thought Swords flew over rapidly, all bombarding the Golden Flood Dragon phantom. Note:Check*foranycorrections.
The Golden Flood Dragon phantom let out an angry roar, and its powerful Divine Thought Sound Waves blasted apart the incoming Divine Thought Swords.
At the same time, the Little Snake Martial Soul ignored the Dragon Roar sound waves, giving the Golden Flood Dragon phantom no chance to catch its breath. With an angry roar, it shook its head and swished its tail as it pounced up, biting the Golden Flood Dragon phantom's neck. Its body, more than ten feet long, tightly coiled around the Golden Flood Dragon phantom; its speed was so fast that the phantom could not react in time.
The sharp fangs of the Little Snake Martial Soul instantly pierced through the Dragon Scales of the Golden Flood Dragon phantom, causing it to let out a pitiful scream of agony.
"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!..."
At the same time, the Sword Martial Soul slightly trembled and suddenly split into countless illusory sword shadows, like a torrential rain pouring down, crazily slicing into the Golden Flood Dragon phantom.
Although those illusory sword shadows couldn't easily break through the Golden Flood Dragon phantom's protective Dragon Scales, they left deep sword marks on those scales, rapidly depleting the phantom's strength and causing its radiance to dim swiftly.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!..."
Following that, a series of Divine Thought Swords pierced through the body of the Golden Flood Dragon phantom, each sword eliminating a wisp of the Divine Soul Power of the phantom.
"No! Stop it, you cannot kill me, I am your ancestor, what you're doing is an act of treason!"
The Golden Flood Dragon phantom let out a terrified roar.
"First of all, it's still questionable whether you are truly my ancestor, and secondly, you were the one who first harbored the intent to kill me. Even if you are indeed my ancestor, you still only have one path left: death."
Zhao Letian said indifferently.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!..."
While speaking, a series of Divine Thought Swords continued to eliminate the Golden Flood Dragon phantom's Divine Soul Power, one wisp at a time.
Meanwhile, the Sword Martial Soul kept splitting into more illusory sword shadows, slicing into the body of the Golden Flood Dragon phantom.
As for the Little Snake Martial Soul, it was coiling tighter and tighter around the body, firmly immobilizing the Golden Flood Dragon phantom, preventing it from moving in the slightest. Meanwhile, its gaping jaws, biting down on the phantom, were directly absorbing the strength within the body of the Golden Flood Dragon phantom.
"Stop it! Please stop! I truly am your ancestor, I was wrong before, let me go and I can teach you all that I've learned without reservation. Think about it, the inheritance of a top-tier Martial Arts Monarch is an incredibly precious treasure. If you can receive my inheritance, your cultivation will soar at an unimaginable pace. Furthermore, I personally will guide you in your practice, grooming you into an unparalleled expert. My experience and knowledge far exceed your imagination. If you spare me, you will gain unimaginable great benefits."
The Golden Flood Dragon phantom pleaded anxiously, its voice much weaker than before.
In just this short period of time, it had already lost most of its life, retaining less than half of its power. If Zhao Letian didn't stop now, its soul would be dissipated soon.