Ancestor Dragon Emerges, Queen Mother of the West Appears

That corrupting power, like a festering wound, clung to the primordial spirit of the flood dragon.

"Ah, it pains me so!"

The flood dragon cried out in agony and plunged into the sea, thrashing about and churning the water into a vortex tens of thousands of miles wide.

"Has its power grown so great?"

Nan Ji stared blankly at his Soul Slaying Staff, marveling.

The last time he used it was against the demon race's Ghost Chariot; even after countless strikes, it had only mildly corrupted the other's primordial spirit.

He never expected it to unleash such power with just one blow this time.

After all, before, Nan Ji had only refined it himself, but now, it was forged by Senior Martial Uncle Laozi, naturally making a difference.

And now, with a drop of Pangu's vital blood added, its power was naturally beyond compare.

"Little brother!"

Another flood dragon, seeing its companion's agony, cried out anxiously before extending a claw towards Nan Ji.

"You seek death!"

As the flood dragon's sharp claws approached, a vast amount of Great Yin Cold Qi flowed from between them, freezing the very space it traversed.

Seeing the immense power of his Soul Slaying Staff, Nan Ji's confidence soared. He gripped the staff with both hands and charged at the flood dragon.

Even if the flood dragon's body was incredibly tough, upon contact with the Soul Slaying Staff, forged from Pangu Jade Marrow, it was like tofu, its bones and flesh crushed into mud.

What followed was not a battle, but Nan Ji's one-sided slaughter.

Vast amounts of dragon blood and scales scattered across the East Sea, even dyeing the surface of the water red.

I just hope I don't damage the dragon's body too much. Nan Ji thought as he fought, I can't afford to break the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, which will shine so brightly during the Investiture of the Gods.

With that thought, Nan Ji held back slightly.

However, even so, the primordial spirits of the two flood dragons suffered far more than their physical bodies. The terrifying corrupting power had already defiled them.

"I am the son of the Ancestor Dragon! My father... he will not, he will not let you go..."

As the flood dragon's unwilling roar echoed, the overbearing corrupting power even tainted their very origins, burning their spiritual intelligence and memories from the deepest core of their primordial spirits. Gradually, the light in their eyes faded.

"Screech~~~"

"Screech~~~"

With two pained dragon roars, the bodies of the two flood dragons, limp as ropes, fell lifelessly upon the East Sea.

"The materials... I have them!"

Nan Ji hadn't expected this outcome. He had originally planned to uphold the fine tradition of the Three Pure Ones' disciples: defeat the lesser, and the elder will appear.

But he never imagined he would resolve it so quickly.

When I get back, I'll have to extort Martial Uncle quite a bit. Nan Ji thought, then used the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda to collect the bodies of the two spiritless flood dragons.

Zhao Gongming looked at the frail-looking Nan Ji before him, never imagining he could be so terrifying.

The ancient flood dragons that had pursued him and the Three Xiaos for so long had been utterly defeated by Nan Ji. He quickly cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist Nan Ji, for saving my life. I will never forget this debt!"

"It was nothing." Just as Nan Ji was about to offer a humble reply, the sky suddenly changed, and countless dark clouds began to gather.

"Who, who killed my son!"

"Ah!"

Nan Ji was startled by the sudden voice. He looked up and saw a colossal dragon head emerging from the sea.

On its vaguely visible body and claws were chains formed from countless Heavenly Dao inscriptions.

"Holy crap, is that... the Ancestor Dragon?"

Seeing the massive dragon eyes glaring at him, Nan Ji felt a pang of despair.

Didn't the Ancestor Dragon perish in the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity?

Nan Ji was bewildered.

But then, he realized that the Ancestor Dragon before him was not a physical manifestation.

"It was you, you killed my son!"

The dragon eyes fixed on Nan Ji with fury, its voice echoing throughout the East Sea.

Although Nan Ji was shocked, he felt no guilt and replied, "So what? These two flood dragons were wantonly abducting female cultivators from the East Sea. How could I not kill them?"

"Then, you shall pay with your life for my son!"

As the Ancestor Dragon spoke, a dragon claw, as massive as a mountain, emerged from the East Sea, bringing with it an immeasurable amount of seawater as it lunged towards Nan Ji.

Meanwhile, the battle in the East Sea had long since been discovered by the Three Pure Ones.

Upon seeing the Ancestor Dragon make a move, even Tongtian, who had some minor dissatisfaction with Nan Ji, became enraged and exclaimed, "Good! How dare this dragon race bully little Nan Ji like this!"

With that, Tongtian made a move as if to head towards the East Sea.

"Wait!"

Laozi, who stopped Tongtian, slowly spoke, "Someone is even more anxious than you!"

Tongtian first looked at his second brother, Yuanshi, and saw him sitting cross-legged with a calm and composed demeanor.

Then, following Laozi's gaze, he saw a yellow light rapidly heading towards the East Sea.

Queen Mother of the West!

Seeing the extremely fast Queen Mother of the West, Tongtian was finally relieved.

"Tsk, who did he have to provoke? He had to provoke her."

Tongtian thought of the Queen Mother of the West's fiery temper and couldn't help but mourn for Ancestor Dragon.

Meanwhile, Nan Ji was shocked and quickly shielded Zhao Gongming behind him, pouring more magical power into the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda.

"The Three Pure Ones?"

When Ancestor Dragon saw the pagoda, his dragon claws paused. He said, "So what if it's the Three Pure Ones? I, Ancestor Dragon, have been guarding the Four Seas since the last Calamity, exchanging it for the Heavenly Dao's forgiveness for the Dragon Clan. How can I not avenge my son's death?"

As he spoke, the dragon claws, carrying chains formed by countless Heavenly Dao runes, grabbed towards Nan Ji again.

Nan Ji heard this and thought, "As expected."

After the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, the Azure Dragon guarded one of the Four Extremes. After Ancestor Dragon survived, he chose to guard the Four Seas.

Just as the dragon claws were about to advance further, a pure white banner flew from afar, blocking Nan Ji.

"Ancestor Dragon, you are merely a remnant soul attached to a Dragon Clan body, and you dare to harbor a guilty dragon!"

Then, a figure appeared before Nan Ji.

Nan Ji looked closely and was startled.

This person was none other than the Queen Mother of the West, who had wielded Kunpeng in the Purple Heaven Palace.

At this moment, her anger added a fiery intensity to her already majestic face.

Ancestor Dragon naturally knew that the person before him was the Head of Female Immortals appointed by Dao Ancestor Hongjun. He lowered his dragon claws and asked, "Queen Mother of the West, what business does this have with you?"

The Queen Mother of the West listened and, as if inadvertently, glanced at Nan Ji.

Fortunately, Nan Ji was protected by Laozi's Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda and was unharmed, which made the Queen Mother of the West secretly heave a sigh of relief.

Then, the Queen Mother of the West looked at Ancestor Dragon with eyes as if they held a deep-seated hatred, saying, "Why waste so many words? Let's fight first!"

Before Ancestor Dragon could say anything, the Queen Mother of the West instantly transformed into a giant white tiger and attacked Ancestor Dragon.

Nan Ji stared blankly at the Queen Mother of the West's powerful figure, feeling a sense of dread. After all, Houtu had stolen one of his Immortal Peaches.

She was originally formed from the Supreme Essence of the West, her position matched the West, and her element was Metal. Naturally, her killing aura was innate.

This was also why all living beings dared not provoke her. Her fighting style was indeed different from the beings in the Great Desolation, more like the close-quarters combat of the Witch Clan.

In terms of cultivation, Ancestor Dragon was higher than the Queen Mother of the West, but unfortunately, he was only a remnant soul possessing a Dragon Clan body, so his strength was greatly reduced.

The Queen Mother of the West, however, attacked fiercely, either with her sharp claws or by biting with her teeth...

Seeing this scene, Nan Ji felt a chill run down his spine and secretly thought, "What a terrifying tigress..."

When the Three Pure Ones in Kunlun Mountain saw this, their scalps also went numb, and they secretly thought, "We must never make an enemy of her in the future... As for Xuanqing Peak, she can come and go as she pleases..."