Two Forms

Just as Bi Zihan stared at the egg, the flood dragon let out an angry roar. Its tail lashed out from the mud, carrying a howling gale as it struck directly at Bi Zihan.

Facing the incoming tail, Bi Zihan remained where he stood. However, the Doomsday Judgment in his hand swung up to meet it, its sharp blade colliding with the tail.

The scales on the flood dragon's tail instantly shattered. The sword edge left a long wound across it, bright red blood streaming continuously from the injury as the flood dragon let out a deafening roar of pain.

Bi Zihan was also forced backward again and again by the tremendous force. Although this flood dragon was only seven hundred years old, in an actual fight, even ordinary thousand-year soul beasts might not have been its match.

The Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel martial soul rose behind Bi Zihan, three Dark Gold soul rings flashing continuously around him. With a light beat of its wings, Bi Zihan flew into the air. Without any hesitation, he raised the Doomsday Judgment in his hand and slashed it directly at the flood dragon's body.

The sword blade, gleaming with cold light, easily broke through the flood dragon's scales and carved a long wound into its body. Bright red blood continuously flowed from the gash.

Looking at Bi Zihan flying in midair, the flood dragon kept roaring. Its body likewise shot out of the mud, its sharp claws swiping toward Bi Zihan. Moreover, it was far more agile in the air than it had been in the mud.

Hu Liena and Ye Lingling looked up at the battle in the air, deeply shaken by the sight. Bi Zihan and the flood dragon were gradually climbing higher and higher, as though they were competing to see who could fly the highest.

"Nana, I'm a support soul master, so I can't really help. Why don't you go help Zihan? I'll stay down here and heal you two," Ye Lingling said as she watched the battle overhead, reaching out to tap Hu Liena beside her.

"Do you think Zihan needs our help? Besides, even if I wanted to help, I couldn't. Both of them can fly, but I can't." Hu Liena blinked. Setting aside whether Bi Zihan needed help at all, she was useless when it came to flying. Her martial soul was a Demonic Fox, and it simply could not fly.

Although high-level soul masters could use their own Soul Power to fly for short periods, Hu Liena's current level of Soul Power clearly was not enough for that.

"Then are we just going to stand here and watch?" Ye Lingling felt rather helpless as well. She was a support soul master whose role was to heal injuries, but from the look of the battle, Bi Zihan clearly would not be injured, so there was no need for her to act.

"What else can we do? There are plenty of soul beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest. You're a support soul master—if you run into a soul beast, you basically won't have any chance to resist. With me by your side, I can at least keep you safe." Hu Liena smiled nonchalantly. In any case, Bi Zihan had shown no intention of asking them for help.

At that moment, Bi Zihan stepped on the flood dragon's body and plummeted rapidly from the air. The flood dragon crashed to the ground with a dull thud. The Doomsday Judgment was embedded in its back, and bright red blood flowed from its body, staining the nearby ground.

The flood dragon kept bracing itself against the ground with its limbs, seemingly trying to rise. But with Bi Zihan pressing down on its body, every time it was about to get up, Bi Zihan forced it back down again.

Though the flood dragon possessed tenacious vitality and immense strength, Bi Zihan had Divine Blood running through his body. The power he could unleash was no weaker than the flood dragon's—if anything, it was stronger.

"Ye Lingling, this flood dragon's age is just right for you. It would be perfect as your second soul ring. Come finish it off. I still have other matters to deal with." Bi Zihan looked at Ye Lingling, who was watching the show, and beckoned for her to come over and deal with the flood dragon.

"Alright, I'm coming now!" Ye Lingling answered. She took out a short sword from her Soul Tool, walked directly before the flood dragon, and thrust the blade toward its head.

With a crisp clang, the dagger struck the scales on the flood dragon's head and was blocked by their hardness. It could not pierce through at all.

"Zihan, I can't stab through it." Ye Lingling looked at Bi Zihan atop the flood dragon, her voice somewhat awkward. The flood dragon had already been beaten into such a state, yet she could not even deliver the final blow. It was quite embarrassing.

The flood dragon's eyes were fixed tightly on Ye Lingling ahead of it as it roared. But just as it tried to push itself up, Bi Zihan pressed it back down once more.

Bi Zihan pulled the Doomsday Judgment from the flood dragon's back and narrowed his eyes slightly. He then threw the Doomsday Judgment directly toward Ye Lingling.

In midair, the blade of the Doomsday Judgment sliced through the scales and skin on the flood dragon's head before landing in front of Ye Lingling. Blood began to flow from the flood dragon's head, but since the wound had only cut through its scales and skin, it would not kill it.

"Don't touch my sword. Use your own dagger to attack the wound on its head and kill it." Seeing that Ye Lingling intended to pick up the Doomsday Judgment, Bi Zihan immediately stopped her.

Not just anyone could wield the Doomsday Judgment. Anyone else who took hold of it would suffer backlash from the power within it. The Doomsday Judgment possessed both light and darkness attributes, as well as forms of light and darkness.

Because Bi Zihan's Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel martial soul was of the darkness attribute, the weapon could only display its darkness form in his hands—the Doomsday Judgment. If someone could activate its light form, however, it would appear as the Morning Star.

Anyone incapable of activating either of its attributes would suffer backlash from the divine weapon. Bi Zihan did not know how powerful that backlash was, but it was certainly not something Ye Lingling, who was only a soul master, could endure.

Only then did Ye Lingling withdraw the hand she had just reached out. She did not touch the Doomsday Judgment again, instead using the dagger in her hand to stab at the wound on the flood dragon's head.

Without the protection of scales and skin, the dagger pierced in easily. The flood dragon let out a mournful cry, its limbs twitching weakly a few times before its body collapsed limply onto the ground.

A yellow soul ring rose from the flood dragon's body. Ye Lingling used her Soul Power to draw the soul ring onto herself, then sat cross-legged on the ground and began refining and absorbing it.

Bi Zihan also jumped down from the flood dragon. After retrieving his Doomsday Judgment, he went straight to the nest and took the egg back.