Chapter 924 - 339: Rebel Son, Target, Strangeness (Ten-Thousand-Word Combined - )

Chapter 924: Chapter 339: Rebel Son, Target, Strangeness (Ten-Thousand-Word Combined Chapter)

"Vile creature!"

Xiong Tian felt a jolt of fear.

After verifying that this poisonous flood dragon truly had nine lives.

Xiong Tian dared not hold back any longer.

To ensure the Nine-headed Poisonous Python cannot be reborn, he must unleash his strongest strike and annihilate its remaining eight heads instantly:

"Damn it."

"I never thought my ace would be wasted on this vile creature as soon as I entered."

As he spoke.

The technique continued in his hand, as he saw a Cloud Eagle Talisman Treasure suspended in front of him, emitting a terrifying aura. As several techniques were imbued, the Cloud Eagle Talisman Treasure trembled violently, followed by a brilliant spirit light rising:

"Screech!"

A cry echoed.

A Tier Four Cloud Eagle materialized.

The Nine-headed Poisonous Python that was originally charging forward immediately turned around to flee, and with a flicker, tried to escape into the swamp.

"Now you know to run, it’s too late!"

Xiong Tian sneered coldly.

A technique struck the talisman treasure.

The Cloud Eagle, emitting a terrifying aura, flickered slightly, and in the next instant blocked beneath the Nine-headed Poisonous Python, its claws swiping through the air, as eight beams of light flashed out, swiftly streaking past the remaining eight heads of the Nine-headed Poisonous Python.

Boom, boom, boom!

One after another, the heads crashed heavily into the swamp ground.

"Roar"

The Nine-headed Poisonous Python didn’t even have time to scream before losing all vitality, its corpse quickly falling into the swamp.

Xiong Tian hurriedly patted his storage bag, storing the corpse of the Nine-headed Poisonous Python, realizing that despite wasting a rare talisman treasure, it was better than losing everything:

"It’s not wise to stay here long....."

Before finishing his sentence.

He felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Looking down.

He saw an arm piercing through, struggling to turn his head to see a white-robed youth standing behind him, whom he had not sensed at all, even after teleporting here, an invisibility technique could not possibly achieve this:

"You..."

How could someone from the Great Zhou appear at the remains of the Eastern Wilderness Tribe?

With eyes filled with regret, Xiong Tian’s body fell heavily toward the swamp ground.

Fu Changsheng gestured with his hand, directly storing the opponent into the Five Elements Grotto Heaven. For precautions, he himself moved with a thought, landing on the Spirit Mountain Peak within the Five Elements Grotto Heaven.

"Hiss hiss~"

The Cyan Flood Dragon coiled at the mountain peak saw the corpse and immediately swam over.

Fu Changsheng took the storage bag from Xiong Tian’s waist and chuckled:

"Xiaoqing, it’s yours."

Autumn Cicada was holding fort at Yinan Mountain.

Xiong Tian’s ghost soul would only be wasted.

"Hiss hiss"

The Cyan Flood Dragon didn’t consume the corpse but instead approached Fu Changsheng’s hand with the storage bag, hissing twice.

Fu Changsheng paused for a moment:

"You sly creature!"

Unexpectedly, the storage bag contained the corpse of the poisonous flood dragon, which the Cyan Flood Dragon had discovered.

Then, with a wave of the storage bag, a flash of dawn light revealed the Nine-headed Poisonous Python’s corpse falling beside Xiong Tian’s corpse:

"Hiss hiss"

The Cyan Flood Dragon excitedly hissed, then opened its mouth with a suction force emerging, swallowing both the Nine-headed Poisonous Python and Xiong Tian’s corpse, its body surging with cyan light, its abnormal digestion ability allowing it to convert the essence of the corpse into its demon essence within less than half an hour.

Meanwhile.

Fu Changsheng’s Sea of Divine Sense panel trembled slightly.

A line of text emerged:

"Cyan Flood Dragon: Tier Three Late Stage (350/400)"

The progress surged directly to three hundred fifty, reaching close to a breakthrough to Tier Three Peak.

Fu Changsheng struck a technique onto his storage bag, a flash of dawn light revealed several boxes, aside from which there was nothing else:

"It seems those who entered the ruins all came for treasure hunting, leaving their assets outside."

This is understandable.

After all.

Every secret realm ruin is a place where danger and opportunity coexist.

One technique after another was applied to the boxes, with a buzzing sound, as the boxes opened in succession, revealing inside only spirit pills for recovering mana and healing, with just one scroll. The scroll, when opened, showed the fragmented terrain map of the Outer Sect of Kunlun Mini World.

After a quick scan.

He discovered he was located at the very edge of the territory.

The map prominently marked a Divine Yin Mountain:

"Oh?"

Previous intelligence mentioned.

The Divine Yin Profound Water was hidden in Divine Yin Mountain:

"Indeed, finding it with no trace!"

He was just agonizing over the exact location of Divine Yin Mountain.

Remembering the intelligence mentioned that the Divine Yin Profound Water would be obtained by the Crown Prince of the Fish Eagle Tribe, Fu Changsheng felt an urgency because the Divine Yin Mountain indicated on the map was nearly ten thousand miles from Poison Swamp, even if Cyan Flood Dragon flew at full speed, it would take nearly ten days to arrive.

If the Crown Prince of the Fish Eagle Tribe teleported near Divine Yin Mountain.

Then he would miss the Divine Yin Profound Water:

"I must immediately head there after connecting with Miss Cao and Meizhen."

Speaking.

With a flip of his right hand.

A mask appeared in his hand, a technique was imbued, and after he quickly said a few sentences, the spirit light on the mask faded again.

After a while.

Meizhen still hadn’t replied:

"It seems she’s been delayed by other matters."

He scanned the area outside, seeing no more teleportations, as the swamp regained its tranquility.

Fu Changsheng decided not to linger.

With a thought.

He exited the Five Elements Grotto Heaven:

"Xiaoqing, head north, full speed ahead."

"Hiss hiss"

The Cyan Flood Dragon, having just feasted, hissed once, glancing at the poisonous gas-filled swamp ground, clearly reluctant to leave:

"Quickly go!"

Fu Changsheng urged.

This Poison Swamp has existed for countless thousands of years.

It is unlikely that it only bred one Nine-headed Poisonous Python, there might be Tier Four Golden Core Level demon beasts hidden underground, no point in taking risks here for petty gains.

The Cyan Flood Dragon reluctantly hissed once but was obedient, promptly flapping its wings.