Ending

Amidst clinking cups and lively singing and dancing.

An elder with a long face, dressed in a green robe and with prominent horns on his head, arrived at the main seat of the grand hall.

"The wicked dragon is lawless, seizing my foundation."

"Fortunately, I have the assistance of all you ministers, which allowed me to return to Yunmeng."

"Those who have erred must be punished, and those who have accomplished merit must be rewarded."

After the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng finished speaking, he clapped his hands.

Then, female pearl divers holding jade plates entered in pairs.

As their skirts swayed, waves of fragrant wind wafted through the air.

But no one present even glanced at the pearl divers.

Instead, they stared intently at the white jade trays in their hands.

Some spirits even revealed their true forms, drooling uncontrollably.

On the jade trays were piled heavenly treasures and rare materials, along with spiritual treasures and magic artifacts glinting with brilliance.

Seeing the unsightly behavior of the many River Lords and Water Gods in the hall.

A hint of disdain flickered in the depths of the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng's eyes as he sat on his high throne.

If he weren't a tiger fallen to the plains, would he associate with such spirits?

But the Tianshui Dao Lord was in the past.

The Yunmeng foundation was the future.

"Before I can re-ascend to the rank of Innate Dao Lord, I still need to use them as my wings to gather fortune."

"I must win them over."

With that thought, the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng beckoned Turtle Prime Minister forward.

According to the merits earned in this rectification of chaos, rewards were distributed based on the magnitude of their contributions.

After all the River Lords and Water Gods had shouted their wishes for the Great King to soon attain the Great Dao.

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng stroked his beard and smiled, the matter was settled.

"Continue the music, continue the dance!"

At his command, the grand hall immediately returned to its previous liveliness.

Ao Lin watched as the Daoist transformed by Zhou Yuan celebrated with the spirits to his left and right at the banquet.

He appeared very at ease and happy.

Ao Lin's eyes were filled with anxiety.

Had this Daoist forgotten the goal of his visit?

But with the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng present.

No matter how anxious Ao Lin was, he dared not make any small moves to remind Zhou Yuan.

After three rounds of wine and five courses of food.

Turtle Prime Minister noticed that the Dragon God of Yunmeng on the high throne was dispirited and seemed absent-minded.

Considering himself the Dragon Lord's most trusted lackey, Turtle Prime Minister quickly stepped forward and asked:

"Everyone is joyous, yet only the Great King is unhappy. What is the reason for this?"

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng had been pondering how his connection with those few Dao Bodies had been severed.

Had some powerful being intervened?

At this moment, encountering Turtle Prime Minister's question.

He naturally could not tell the truth.

He could only sigh and say:

"Although I have regained my position in Yunmeng."

"That wicked dragon's son is still roaming outside the Water Mansion."

"I dispatched the Green Fish Commander to pursue him, but there has been no news yet."

"It truly makes this Lord restless, unable to eat or sleep."

As soon as the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng finished speaking.

A Water God stepped forward, brandishing his steel fork.

"What difficulty is there in this? With just this steel fork in my hand, I will surely capture that scoundrel for the Dragon Lord."

Another River Lord performed the art of swallowing clouds and spitting mist, controlling clouds and rain.

"This cloud and rain of mine is no ordinary cloud and rain."

"It has entered the path of spiritual essence. Once this rain falls, all living beings within it will be revealed in my sight."

In the Water Mansion, various spirits and monsters stepped onto the stage one after another, showcasing their abilities.

They hoped to gain the Dragon Lord's favor.

What else could the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng do but nod repeatedly and bestow rewards?

Years of imperial manipulation.

He knew how to win people's hearts.

Zhou Yuan drank his wine, smiling as he watched the scenes unfold before him.

A Crab Spirit beside him, having just displayed its divine ability, couldn't help but laugh at Zhou Yuan:

"Daoist Master is a highly accomplished immortal."

"Why not also display your divine ability and let us broaden our horizons?"

Zhou Yuan glanced at him and laughed heartily:

"Excellent!"

"Today, I shall let you all witness this humble Daoist's divine abilities."

With that, he slowly rose and stood in the hall.

He cupped his hands towards the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng and smiled:

"This Daoist is untalented and unlearned, only knowing a bit of Lightning Law. I offer this clumsy display."

"I hope the Dragon Lord will not take offense."

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng waved his hand.

He gestured for the Daoists below to do as they pleased.

Zhou Yuan smiled at him.

The next moment.

A bolt of lightning gathered in Zhou Yuan's palm.

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng felt a sudden chill in his heart.

An extreme sense of crisis permeated his Primordial Spirit.

He gazed at the lightning in front of him, his eyelids twitching wildly.

"You are..."

But it was clearly too late.

The instant he spoke.

Boundless thunderclouds gathered in the sky above. Dark clouds covered the heavens, and thousands of lightning snakes roamed within them.

As the thunderclouds churned, an overwhelming aura of destruction locked onto the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng.

It intended to reduce him to ashes and send him to oblivion.

Rumble!

Black Water Divine Thunder!

Wood God Thunder!

They struck one after another.

Immeasurable divine abilities, immeasurable divine might.

Endless lightning filled the void. The extremely yang and extremely yang lightning's vitality was completely transformed into destruction.

Zhou Yuan was bathed in lightning.

He looked like an ancient Thunder Emperor.

"No!"

The next moment.

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng, struck by both divine abilities, let out a scream.

He directly reverted to his true form.

A ten-thousand-zhang green flood dragon bathed in a sea of lightning, its dragon horns breaking off directly. Its scales, like divine iron, turned a brilliant crimson under the lightning, dyeing half the sky red.

And the lightning seemed to cling to him like a curse, piercing into his bones and flesh. The Black Water Divine Thunder, extremely yin and extremely yang, nurtured great destruction between yin and yang.

It directly destroyed the Grotto-heaven within him.

"Roar~"

"I will make you die."

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng was utterly bewildered.

He believed he had only just recovered his Dao Body and had not made any enemies. How could he have encountered such a calamity?

But before the old flood dragon could make a move, Zhou Yuan's thoughts raced.

The void suddenly changed.

Black and white hues depicted the cycle of creation and destruction.

"Innate Yin-Yang Primordial Chaos Divine Light."

The divine light purified the world, causing the void itself to tremble.

As it shattered, chaos emerged.

It was as if the universe was being destroyed, and heaven and earth were returning to ruin.

The black and white Yin-Yang profound gate transformed into a pair of scissors, fiercely snipping at the old flood dragon's neck.

Clang!

A metallic sound echoed throughout the universe.

Following the flood dragon's scream, a third of its head was instantly gone.

"Truly tenacious!"

Zhou Yuan cursed.

He then quickly formed hand seals to cast a spell.

He had taken advantage of the flood dragon's unpreparedness to strike swiftly, thus gaining the upper hand. He had no intention of letting it react.

Rumble!

The golden lamp illuminated the world.

The Crimson Bright Profound Sky Golden Lamp blazed with light.

Although this lamp was considered acquired, Zhou Yuan had refined it with merit and fortune.

Its power was considerable.

Now, with his magic power surging into it and being fully unleashed, in an instant, the entire surface of Yunmeng Marsh was enveloped in fiery mist, like a celestial realm.

Terrifying heatwaves, mixed with the resplendent golden lamp flowers, surged towards the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng.

Wherever they passed, the scales on the ten-thousand-foot-long dragon's body turned red and cracked. Fiery serpents poured into its Dao Body, eroding it alongside the lightning.

"Ah!?"

Before the Old Flood Dragon could react, it was completely consumed by the lamp fire.

Only a massive skeleton remained, falling from the sky into Yunmeng Marsh, stirring up monstrous waves.

The Dao Body of a generation's Innate Dao Lord was thus killed in the sky by Zhou Yuan's calculated ambush.

It didn't even have a chance to counterattack.

A Grand Unity Great Sage had fallen just like that?!

Gazing at the figure in the blue Daoist robe in the sky, the world fell silent.

Only Zhou Yuan knew.

He had rehearsed this sequence of moves in his mind for a long time.

The Tianshui Dao Lord was a cunning old fox, and an old turtle at that.

If he had alerted the enemy and scared the old fellow, it would have taken much more effort to find his tracks afterward.

Only by employing swift and decisive means to kill him cleanly could he eliminate the threat permanently.

Zhou Yuan formed hand seals and beckoned slightly towards Yunmeng Marsh. Several streams of treasure light fell into his sleeves.

These were the reserves the Tianshui Dao Lord had left for his Dao Body.

Including the Eighteenth Prince, he had already reaped the benefits from nine such individuals.

After finishing these tasks, Zhou Yuan descended.

He returned to the Dragon Palace within the Great Yunmeng Marsh.

As soon as he landed, a vast expanse of water gods and river lords knelt before him.

These monsters had witnessed the might of this Daoist and naturally submitted with great obedience.

Zhou Yuan glanced at them indifferently and casually ordered:

"Continue the music, continue the dance?"

The Yunmeng Marsh belongs to the Yangtze River system.

The Four Rivers have always been a place of focus for Great Divine Ability Users of the Water Element lineage.

He was now leveraging the influence of the Phoenix Perch Mountain lineage, using the Wei River as his foundation, gathering water resources, and planning to advance towards the Huai River.

However, he wasn't so ambitious as to try and occupy all Four Rivers in one go.

Doing so would likely be a path to self-destruction.

You have to eat rice one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time.

If you take too big a step, you'll easily pull something.

In the Dragon Palace main hall, song and dance resumed.

The River Gods and Water Gods each had their own thoughts, but with Zhou Yuan's order, they could only force themselves to cheer up and put on a brave face.

Zhou Yuan, seeing this, couldn't be bothered to manage them.

When the time came, these people would naturally disperse.

He led Ao Lin directly to the Dragon Palace dungeon.

He released the imprisoned Dragon Lord Ao Sheng.