Your Physical Body is Indeed Powerful, But Your Weapon is Too Weak!

"Rumble!"

Deafening thunder exploded wildly above Guankou. The sky, already gloomy, was now completely blotted out by ink-black storm clouds.

Violent Monster Aura swept through heaven and earth like a tangible black hurricane, wrenching the surging river waters into the sky.

Terrifying waterspouts stretched from sky to earth, as though they meant to tear all of Guankou apart.

"Bold Human Race cultivator! You dared to kill my subordinate—what crime should you answer for?!"

That cold, brutal voice was like a massive hammer crashing down from the Nine Heavens Above, pounding mercilessly against everyone's hearts.

The sliver of hope the people on the shore had felt after Yang Jian slew the evil flood dragon was instantly crushed to pieces beneath this even more terrifying pressure.

Many mortals could not withstand the Monster Aura at all. Their eyes rolled back, and they fainted directly into the mud.

Yang Jian stood on the riverbank, his silver armor glinting with a cold light amid the dim heavens and earth.

He slowly raised his head. There was not the slightest trace of fear in those profound eyes—only fighting intent that grew ever fiercer.

"Splash!"

Amid a teeth-grinding roar of water breaking apart, the center of the river suddenly caved inward, forming an enormous whirlpool.

Then, a terrifying colossal beast so enormous it was suffocating slowly rose from the depths of the whirlpool.

It was a flood dragon with three massive heads!

Its body was several thousand zhang long, covered in hard dark-red scales. On every scale flowed runes that made one's heart tremble.

The three heads were ice-blue, crimson, and sickly green respectively, representing frost, blazing fire, and deadly poison.

Peak Primordial Unity Golden Immortal!

The moment this Three-Headed Flood Dragon appeared, the terrifying pressure belonging to a peak Primordial Unity Golden Immortal swept in