The white flood dragon charged fiercely.
The Bai Shui River trembled, and the two Well Dragon Kings sensed impending danger.
"Please, Dragon Monarch, hold your hand..."
Huang Yuan shouted loudly, but his hands didn’t dare to slow down. Countless Incense Fire Divine Power turned into black flying stars, forming a massive Dark Mirror in the void, which had the ability to captivate souls, with black light shrouding the white flood dragon.
However, it was pierced in an instant by the majestic divine power surging around the white flood dragon, like a rainbow that instantly struck Huang Yuan unguardedly. Accompanied by a cry of pain, Huang Yuan’s complexion changed drastically, and the intense divine power around was suddenly torn apart by the white flood dragon.
Most of his body turned into a mist of blood flying apart in an instant. Fear and disbelief were still visible in his eyes.
The gap between the two was exceptionally vast.
Completely unable to withstand the divine power of the Bai Shui Dragon Monarch.
Remaining was the Yellow Snake, with dragon robes floating around him, and the authority of the Well Dragon King’s divine position appearing. It seemed like an endless river of divine power manifesting around him, but there was panic and fear in his eyes.
Huang Yuan’s Dao Practice was not weaker than his, even stronger by a margin, and since Huang Yuan couldn’t resist, neither could he.
They had severely underestimated this Bai Shui Dragon Monarch.
Even though he had been imprisoned for a millennium, his Dao Practice was unrivaled by them.
Still trying to grasp the last thread of life, he shouted sternly.
"Bai Shui Dragon Monarch, we too are Dragon Kings conferred by the orthodox Sheji, if you kill us rashly, there will be heavenly punishment!"
But in a moment, that sharp scream abruptly stopped, as countless Incense Fire Divine Power condensed into a black Divine Authority was shattered like a dark mirror smashed by a white icy divine meteor, and the Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals emerging within were annihilated.
The entire figure of Yellow Snake was also pierced by dragon claws.
Cold air spread everywhere, freezing the expanse underwater with scattered icy beams.
The corpse of Yellow Snake fell stiffly to the ground, with cold air still leaking out.
Amidst the grand mysterious cold divine power, a tall figure in a black noble robe appeared, and a disdainful voice spoke.
"What a joke, merely two wyrm snakes, does it matter if I crush you?"
A cold smile spread across Bai Nu’s refined face.
Looking at the long corpses gradually revealing their true forms beneath his feet, transforming into two horned poisonous snakes, he was completely indifferent.
As for the punishment of the Divine Law, that was simply impossible. Every god has their own territory, and any god who intrudes without permission has absolute authority to deal with them, and no one can interfere.
The heavens and earth are vast, but in my territory, I reign supreme; this is the portrayal of every god.
"It’s the Bai Shui Dragon Monarch, run!"
At this moment, Wuyu Commander and a group of spirit monsters following Huang Yuan and Yellow Snake were already paralyzed with fear upon witnessing this scene.
Under dragon pressure, they were utterly terrified.
Each attempted to flee by harnessing black winds.
Bai Nu snorted coldly at the scene, deeply vengeful.
He hadn’t forgotten these Bai Shui creatures’ attack on Bai Liying!
"A bunch of traitors colluding with external enemies, die, every one of you!"
The Bai Shui Dragon Monarch’s figure flew out, once again manifesting the true form of a white flood dragon several dozen yards long. At this moment, the dragon head was raised high, and a thick cold current suddenly descended from the void, freezing Bai Shui, instantly sealing many spirit monsters in ice, while his tail slammed down, crushing them into blood pancakes.
After slaughtering all the Bai Shui spirit monsters, Bai Nu finally felt a bit of relief from the frustration of being trapped for a thousand years.
A moment later, he took human form, reaching out from the place where Huang Yuan had died, and a stream of light flew from the riverbed into his hand.
It was an Official Seal.
The Official Seal of the Commandery Governor of Fengyang County.
The Dragon and Tiger Qi flowing on the seal was forcibly suppressed by his divine power.
With eyes coldly smiling at the direction of the Fengyang County Commandery Governor’s Mansion, they were filled with intense killing intent.
His figure soared into the sky, heading straight for Fengyang County.
But in an instant, a thick layer of golden divine light circulated around Fengyang County’s commandery city.
The golden light blocked Bai Nu, the City God’s figure emerged from it, a majestic divine image donned in golden armor, holding a longsword.
A stern voice came from within.
"Dragon Monarch, calm your anger, Fengyang County can’t bear the wrath of the Dragon Monarch!"
The City God looked gravely at the Bai Shui Dragon Monarch who came with fury, and felt trouble.
The County City God also hadn’t expected the Bai Shui Dragon Monarch to break free so quickly.
The divine power of this Dragon Monarch was not weaker than his, and with the existence of a flesh body, flesh deification, possibly even stronger.
"Do you, a mere lesser god, dare to obstruct me?"
Bai Nu’s face was indifferent, yet the eyes were filled with intense killing intent.
He knew the background of this City God, a founding military general of Daqian who died heroically before Shuangfeng Mountain in Fengyang County. The Grand Ancestor of Daqian, moved by his loyalty and bravery, established a Martial Temple in Fengyang in his honor, and later the Sheji God conferred upon him the title of County City God.
His divine power was indeed not mundane, the power of the County City God was on par with his rank.
But divine combat has never been determined by divine position.
There existed differences even among gods with the same position, and clearly, he could not be compared with ordinary deities.
At his peak, he harbored foundations almost maturing into a True Dragon.
The City God said calmly, "Dragon Monarch is a senior. As a junior, I naturally dare not challenge a predecessor. But protecting Fengyang County from evil is my duty, and I beseech the senior’s forgiveness!"
The Bai Shui Dragon Monarch sneered as he heard this, staring at the City God.
"You mere plebeian are just a meandering follower. When these monsters come and go in Fengyang County, I don’t see you dutifully fulfilling your tasks, but when I question you, you make excuses. I shall see what this plebeian can do to stop me?"
Bai Nu was truly enraged, holding the governor’s seal of the Commandery Governor’s Mansion, wielding the righteousness, unafraid of escalating the conflict elsewhere.
Two grand streams of divine power instantly collided on the city walls.
The intense clash sent shockwaves that left many heterodox sorcerers in Fengyang County feeling the disturbance.
Outside Fengyang County, in the Red Flower Lady Temple
Traces of golden light appeared on the statue of the red golden-bodied goddess with eight arms, within which a divine power sought to burst from the restraints of the golden body, but was unable to, and after a moment, only a deep sigh emerged.
"The Bai Shui Dragon Monarch has emerged, when will I ever reveal myself to the world!"
...
Both inside and outside Fengyang County, Zhang Jian also sensed those grand and mighty divine power waves, yet he merely glanced before continuing to immerse himself in the transformation of the Extreme Yang Spiritual Power within his body.
Such a rare opportunity, he naturally must seize it to solidify his foundation and thoroughly condense the first strain of magical power within.
As for the Bai Shui Dragon Monarch seeking vengeance, it was none of his business.
...
Inside and outside the Commandery Governor’s Mansion, Qing Yu Daoist naturally also sensed the unrestrained malice of the white flood dragon deep in the rain curtain.
The entire Commandery Governor’s Mansion seemed to be targeted by an enormous entity, the murderous intent bone-chilling.
Yet witnessing this, Qing Yu Daoist instead showed a hint of envy in his eyes.
Qing Yu Daoist understood his affairs all too well; although he was lucky to succeed in Foundation Establishment, due to a defect in his Life Plate prior, his future potentials were likely limited.
The best outcome would be receiving the True God’s conferral before the end of his life, so that posthumously, he might gain a divine position and enjoy some carefreeness, then tread the path of longevity.
Though the Divine Dao was far more arduous than the path of cultivation, it still offered hope, better than dying directly with no Dao to follow.
Yet now, it seemed hope was shattered.
Yu Tongguang himself was struggling, how could he secure a divine conferment on his behalf.