Chapter 1055: Chapter 1055: Slaying the Flood Dragon (End)

This battle of slaying the Flood Dragon has reached its most critical juncture.

The bands of light wrapped around the Flood Dragon’s body were becoming dim, a sign that the Array’s might was waning, and it seemed it wouldn’t hold out much longer.

In fact, the Dragon-entrapment Array set up by Huangfu Yongchun had already held on impressively long.

After all, the creature being bound was a fourth-tier Flood Dragon on the verge of ascending to a True Dragon.

But the Flood Dragon was also facing tremendous trouble, its Innate Divine Ability broken by Wang Chen’s Core-crushing Strike, saving Huangfu Yongchun and the other six True Persons from the verge of exploding to death.

As an experienced Golden Core cultivator, he took a deep breath, his eyes instantly turning a pale gold, and he sternly shouted, “Array!”

Including Wang Chen, the other Golden Cores were jolted and at the same time urged their Pill Force into the Flying Swords they controlled.

The moment of decisive killing had arrived!

The seven Flying Swords suddenly soared straight into the Firmament and parallel to one another, maintaining only a few inches distance apart in the high sky.

Heaven, Earth, Man, Wind, Thunder, Fire, Rain – each Flying Sword burst forth with dazzling light, and seven powerful forces silently fused together.

The blinding light enveloped all the Flying Swords, forming a giant sword over a dozen feet long!

“Fight!”

Huangfu Yongchun formed his Sword Art, his expression turned extremely fierce, and he pointed his sword finger decisively towards the fiercely struggling Flood Dragon.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At this moment, the strands of light ropes binding the fourth-tier Demon King shattered one by one.

The Trapping Dragon Grand Array had been broken!

Roar~

The Flood Dragon, which had regained its freedom, couldn’t help but roar with its head held high, spewing out a vast breath of icy chill.

Without the suppression of the Trapping Dragon Grand Array, its strength was rapidly returning; in at most three breaths, it could reclaim its peak.

And then it would tear these detestable human cultivators to pieces!

But at this very moment, the giant sword formed by the union of the seven swords shot straight down from the high sky, effortlessly piercing through the blockade of the Flood Dragon’s breath and into its gaping maw and deep into its throat and body.

Pfft!

The Flood Dragon, which had not had time to close its mouth, suddenly spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, its raised head contracting due to extreme pain.

“Soldier!”

Huangfu Yongchun’s voice burst forth like spring thunder, roaring out the Qijue true words once again.

The giant sword inside the Flood Dragon’s body exploded, as the seven Flying Swords separated at once, each following a different trajectory, cutting through the flesh and viscera of the fourth-tier Demon King, causing unimaginable damage.

“Forward!”

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

All the Flying Swords broke out from inside the Flood Dragon, returning to their respective sword masters’ hands.

And the seven Golden Cores who reclaimed their Flying Swords spat out blood in unison, each one pale as death.

The joint attack had only lasted a few breaths, but it exhausted the Golden Core strength of each True Person. They all suffered internal injuries from the Flood Dragon’s counterattack.

Fortunately, the Qijue Sword Formation had shared the Flood Dragon’s counterattack evenly; otherwise, no one could have withstood it alone.

But at this point, their attack could not continue; the Qijue Sword Formation was in name only.

The only exception was Wang Chen.

Because he instantaneously extracted the pure Spiritual Power encapsulated inside the Heaven-Ensnaring Punisher Net, restoring part of his own Mana.

Seeing the fourth-tier Flood Dragon laying in a pool of blood, barely clinging to life, Wang Chen’s figure flickered, and with the Shrinking Ground into Inches technique, he darted in front of the creature, raising his palm to strike the head of the Demon King.

This final blow to the BOSS had to be completed by him!

Heavenly Dragon Vajra Palm!

This palm concentrated all of Wang Chen’s strength, including all his Soul Strength, Mana, and Pill Force. The seemingly gentle palm contained a might comparable to the pinnacle level of a Golden Core.

And just as Wang Chen was about to release his palm, his gaze locked with the Flood Dragon’s only remaining left eye.

The eyes of the fourth-tier Demon King were filled with deep despair, seemingly foreseeing its own tragic fate, with its pupils revealing an intense unwillingness and grievance to the extreme.

It opened its mouth, and a low, muffled voice emanated from its chest and belly: “Die~”

Bang!

Wang Chen’s right palm struck heavily on the head of the Flood Dragon.

The latter’s extremely hard exoskeleton instantly caved in; the fierce palm force surged in, destroying the Flood Dragon’s last breath of life.

However, at the same time, Wang Chen felt a huge threat swiftly approaching him.

He had no time to dodge and was hit on the spot.

Wang Chen’s entire body abruptly felt as if it fell into an icy cavern, his eyes darkened, and he could no longer see anything.

And in his Sea of Consciousness, a lifelike miniature Flood Dragon suddenly appeared, identical in appearance to the hunted fourth-tier demon dragon, but shrouded in an ominous blood light all over its body.

The little Flood Dragon, with venomous eyes, stared intently at Wang Chen, baring its fangs and claws, ready to devour!

Wang Chen instantly understood.

It was the Flood Dragon’s soul, on the verge of becoming tangible through cultivation; in its final moments of retaliation, it aimed to destroy Wang Chen’s Divine Soul, and even to snatch away Wang Chen’s body.

Even if it could not succeed in possession, it wanted to perish together with Wang Chen!

Who made Wang Chen deliver the final blow!

At this moment, Wang Chen’s entire being was enveloped in a frozen state; his thoughts slowed down considerably, and he was momentarily at a loss in the face of the Flood Dragon’s final retaliation.

However, just as the dragon soul opened its bloodied maw, the Ancient Taoist Stele standing firmly in the center of the Sea of Consciousness suddenly emitted thousands of rays of light, instantly illuminating Wang Chen’s dark and icy Sea of Consciousness.

Touched by the light, the body of the dragon soul stiffened, instinctively curling up, its eyes filled with grievance now showing boundless shock.

The next moment, the dragon soul was drawn by an invisible force, involuntarily hurtling towards the Ancient Taoist Stele.

“No~”

It let out a wail filled with despair and fear, and then it was completely devoured by the Taoist Monument.

The Ancient Taoist Stele abruptly shuddered as if belching satisfactorily, then receded all its radiance and fell back into silence.

[Human Virtue +900000]

An extremely noticeable message instantly appeared in Wang Chen’s field of vision.

His consciousness returned in sync, his body regained freedom and warmth, and he could once again see the Flood Dragon that had been defeated before him.

Wang Chen was dumbfounded.

Nine hundred thousand Human Virtue; his final strike had actually brought him nine hundred thousand Human Virtue Points.

It was simply explosive!

“Taoist Friend Wang… ”

At this time, Huangfu Yongchun’s voice sounded beside Wang Chen: “We won.”

Wang Chen turned around and saw all the other True Persons standing behind him, each with a victorious smile on their faces.

They won, they truly won!

The seven of them, Golden Cores, had joined forces to slay a powerful fourth-tier Demon King!

Such an achievement, if spread, would definitely cause a sensation, and although not much in the grand Haotian Realm, was enough to become a legendary tale among cultivators!

“Yes.”

Wang Chen exhaled a turbid breath tinged with the scent of blood, smiling, “We won.”

“Hahaha!”

Huangfu Yongchun laughed out loud, dancing wildly as if he had gone mad!

Completely losing his composure.

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