Dealing With It (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Within the Nine Nether Profound Sand Underworld River Great Array.

This array sealed off everything inside and out, making it impossible for the Flood Dragon to risk transmitting any message.

Crash!

Across ten thousand miles of the Nine Nether Underworld River's sand, Fang Xi stood atop a piece of Xuan Ming Divine Sand that had grown incomparably huge, gazing at the miserable Black Flood Dragon below.

Countless grains of Xuan Ming Crystal Sand and Xuan Ming Divine Sand had just come crashing down like a landslide, smashing heavily into the Black Flood Dragon.

Every grain of Xuan Ming Divine Sand had been specially refined by Fang Xi. Now, as they erupted with force, they smashed scales from the Black Flood Dragon's body and even broke off part of its Dragon Horn.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, countless strands of Xuan Ming poison tried to seep into the Flood Dragon's body, constantly suppressing its magical power...

If not for the formidable physique of a Fifth-grade Flood Dragon, that single move would have turned an ordinary Spirit Transmutation Cultivator into a lump of minced meat.

"Qing Hezi... do you truly intend to make an enemy of my Imperial Dragon Sect?"

The Fifth-grade Black Flood Dragon roared, its dragon eyes brimming with venomous resentment.

"I didn't want this either, but you pushed people too far! What choice did I have?"

Fang Xi answered coldly. He shook the Xuan Ming Banner in his hand, triggering another layer of change in the array.

Within the array's space, the sky pressed downward inch by inch, transforming into countless dim black threads.

Those threads resembled a thin veil spread across the heavens, drifting lightly downward.

But the Black Flood Dragon dared not be careless. It spat out a pitch-black pillar of light.

Within the pillar of light,