Guilt

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Amid violent explosions of light, four Cold Flood Dragons suddenly appeared out of thin air in the distant sky, tens of thousands of miles above the Jiang family territory. They were nearly identical in size, differing only in the patterns of their scales.

Their bodies were each over a thousand kilometers long. With physical movement alone, they could destroy stars and warp space to travel through the cosmos at faster-than-light speeds.

Merely by instinctively swaying their bodies lightly after their birth, they once again blasted apart the atmosphere, forcibly annihilating it and creating destructive near-light-speed shockwaves capable of killing experts at the Immortal Platform Triple Heaven's Dao Severing realm.

"Hm?" Jiang Wen, who had just withdrawn his arm and was feeling delighted by this harvest, suddenly froze.

"What the hell?"

He immediately extended his arm again, casually wiped away the shockwaves in the sky, and grabbed the four Cold Flood Dragons in his hand. They were all at the Great Sage level, yet bore no trace of cultivation.

Looking at the four Flood Dragons in his palm, nearly identical in length and possessing equally pure bloodline auras with no signs of cultivation whatsoever, differing only in their scale patterns—

Jiang Wen said in confusion, "Am I still asleep? Where did these ones come from?"

He glanced at the incomplete Imperial Formation in the sky, which had fully activated and completely sealed off space, forbidding all Spatial Transfer. His brows furrowed. "Could there be a traitor in the Jiang family?"

His Divine Sense moved, and Jiang Wen immediately intended to inspect the Jiang family's current situation in detail, trying to find traces of a spatial passage through which these Flood Dragons had bypassed the formation's external defenses and entered directly.

But just as his Divine Sense was about to scan the area, his expression changed. Seeing a phantom of the Hengyu Furnace appear before him, he immediately stopped.

Listening to the transmitted message, he respectfully bowed toward the phantom of the Hengyu Furnace and said, "Yes, I understand."

"This matter concerns a great secret. I will thoroughly search the Jiang family to prevent any leaks."

The Hengyu Furnace's phantom dispersed. Jiang Wen frowned and glanced at the five Flood Dragons in his hand.

Although he knew the Hengyu Furnace could not possibly deceive him, the tenth-generation descendant of the Great Emperor Hengyu, he still found it difficult to believe what he had heard.

Divine light shot from his eyes. Except for one place, he vigilantly swept his gaze across the entire Jiang family, only daring to mutter inwardly, The Taiyin Sacred Emperor has been revived and brought a friend to the Jiang family. Right now, the friend is being received by the successor chosen by the Taiyin Sacred Emperor within the Jiang family?

The legendary Taiyin Sacred Emperor actually has a successor in the Jiang family, and this matter is related to ending the Dark Turmoil?

He looked again at the five Flood Dragons in his hand, somewhat hesitant. Could these be pets belonging to the Taiyin Sacred Emperor's friend?

Should I let them go?

"Hey!" Turning his head, he roared at the old man standing beside him with his head lowered. "Kid, hurry up and explain the Jiang family's current situation properly."

"Also, call over the current Jiang family head. I want to see him."

The old man bowed respectfully. "Yes, Ancestor..."

Fang Zheng stared blankly up at the sky, his gaze shifting back and forth between the enormous figures being seized by a giant hand in the distant heavens and the Monster Spawner before him. Only then did realization dawn on him.

"Those huge monsters... I just spawned them from the Monster Spawner?!"

Fang Zheng suddenly cried out, shouting, "Why are they so huge?!"

After roughly estimating their size, Fang Zheng realized that although those Flood Dragons were not as large as the White Tiger and Vermilion Bird he had seen on the Immortal Ascension Road a few days ago, they were still horrifyingly enormous.

"They were actually more than 1,500 kilometers long..."

A chill ran down Fang Zheng's spine. He hurriedly swung his blocky hand and smashed the Monster Spawner in front of him, lest another monster spawn after the ten-to-forty-second cooldown expired.

At first, he had thought that although this Cold Flood Dragon Egg could hold an elephant, judging by the proportions, the Flood Dragon that laid it should have been only a few hundred meters long at most. It should not have been too powerful, so he had considered trying to kill it and obtain drops.

Things like Flood Dragon meat, Flood Dragon leather, or Flood Dragon bones.

If possible, perhaps he could use them to craft leather armor, pickaxes, swords, and the like.

But what had just happened was truly absurd.

Anyone with even a little common sense about physics understood that something over a thousand kilometers in size would cause devastating destruction even if it only moved slightly.

Planets like Earth would not be much sturdier than air in the hands of such a thing.

"Did the area I'm in almost get destroyed just now?" Fang Zheng had no time to pay attention to the silent Jiang Tingting beside him. He hurriedly rose into the air and looked around.

Through his telescope, he saw that the summit of the Qingming Mountain Range, which he had toured just moments ago, had vanished. The ice peak built up from ten thousand years of frozen ice had completely disappeared, leaving only a smooth, level mark as though it had been sliced by a blade.

Moreover, the clouds that had originally shrouded the mountainside had vanished as well. Otherwise, he would not have been able to see the mountaintop so clearly.

"This... this..." A sudden fear surged up within Fang Zheng. Were there people on the mountain? Did anyone die just now?

If the Flood Dragons I spawned caused casualties, then doesn't that mean I killed people?

If people really died, then with Flood Dragons that large, even the aftereffects of a slight movement could destroy Earth's surface. If people died, how many lives would that be?

An intense sense of guilt surged from the depths of Fang Zheng's heart, making him feel utterly miserable.

"I... what have I done..." Guilt washed over him like a tide, nearly bringing his thoughts to a standstill.

After anxiously flying around in a panic, Fang Zheng suddenly snapped awake. "Right, I need to check whether there are any survivors. I have to see if I can save them!"

He hurriedly flew down and found Jiang Tingting, who had been waiting where she was. Stammering in panic, he said, "Um, s-s-sorry. I didn't know it would cause such a huge commotion."

"You're a cultivator, right? Can you use your Divine Sense to check how many people were killed, how many survived, how many were injured, and where they are? I need to see if I can save them..."

Listening to Fang Zheng's panicked voice, Jiang Tingting suddenly found the situation somewhat strange.

She had heard that Fang Zheng possessed only a teenager's mentality, but this behavior before her truly had nothing in common with a cultivator...

Suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, Jiang Tingting spoke to reassure him. "Senior Fang Zheng, you need not worry. No one died just now. Only a few taller mountain peaks were burned away."

"Really?"

Still unconvinced, Fang Zheng anxiously pressed, "But the Flood Dragons that spawned just now were far too large. Did the aftereffects of their movements really not cause any casualties?"

Jiang Tingting nodded, pointed at the formation patterns constantly circulating in the sky, then touched the Taiyin Moon Blade at her waist and said with certainty, "Don't worry. Really, no one was hurt."

"The Jiang family's defensive formation is an incomplete Imperial Formation. It intercepted them as soon as it happened."

"Also, Senior Fang Zheng, the spirit of the Taiyin Moon Blade just informed me that it has remained awake and has been watching your actions at all times. It had long been prepared to intervene whenever necessary."

"As long as you call out, it will immediately come and help."

"But..." Fang Zheng looked at the Taiyin Moon Blade at Jiang Tingting's waist, still filled with hesitation.

"Those Flood Dragons were so enormous. It felt like they could shatter a planet with a casual flick of their tails. Can the Taiyin Moon Blade really stop them?"