The End

Amid clinking cups and song and dance.

An old man in a green robe, with a long face and prominent horns, arrived at the seat of honor in the great hall.

"That wicked dragon was lawless and seized my foundation."

"Thanks to the aid of all my ministers, I was able to return to Yunmeng."

"Those with faults must be punished, and those with merit must be rewarded."

Having spoken, the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng clapped his hands.

Clam maidens carrying jade trays entered hand in hand.

Their skirts swayed, carrying waves of fragrant breeze.

Yet no one present even glanced at the clam maidens.

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

Some spirits even revealed their true forms, drooling profusely.

The jade trays were filled with heavenly treasures, while spiritual treasures and magical artifacts gleamed brilliantly among them.

Seeing the many River Earls and water gods in the hall make such fools of themselves.

A trace of contempt surfaced deep in the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng's eyes.

If not for a tiger falling onto the plains, why would he keep company with such spirits?

But Dao Lord Tianshui was already in the past.

The foundation of Yunmeng was the future.

"Before I regain the rank of Innate Dao Lord, I still need them as my wings to gather fortune."

"I have no choice but to win them over."

With that thought, the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng had the Turtle Chancellor step forward.

According to the merits earned in this restoration of order, rewards were distributed one by one.

After the River Earls and water gods all shouted their wishes for the Great King to attain the Great Dao soon.

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng stroked his beard and smiled. It was done.

"Resume the music! Resume the dance!"

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

Ao Lin saw the Daoist Zhou Yuan had transformed into raising cups with the spirits around him.

He looked thoroughly at ease and delighted.

Ao Lin's eyes were filled with anxiety.

Had this Daoist forgotten the purpose of their visit?

But the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng was above them.

No matter how anxious Ao Lin was, he did not dare make any small gesture to remind Zhou Yuan.

After several rounds of wine and dishes.

A Turtle Chancellor saw that the Dragon God of Yunmeng seated above seemed gloomy and distracted.

The Turtle Chancellor, who considered himself the Dragon Lord's foremost trusted lackey, hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Everyone is joyful, yet only the Great King is troubled. Why is that?"

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng had been pondering why his connection with those Dao bodies had been severed.

Had some great expert intervened?

Now that the Turtle Chancellor had asked him.

Naturally, he could not tell the truth.

He could only sigh and say:

"Though I have rightfully taken my place in Yunmeng."

"The wicked dragon's son still wanders outside the water manor."

"Though I sent Green Fish Commander to capture him, there has still been no news."

"It truly leaves me unable to eat or sleep in peace."

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng had barely finished speaking.

When a water god stepped forth and displayed his skill with a steel fork.

"What is so difficult about that? With this steel fork in my hand, I will certainly capture that thief for the Dragon Lord."

Another River Earl demonstrated his arts of swallowing clouds, exhaling mist, gathering clouds, and bringing rain.

"My clouds and rain are no ordinary clouds and rain."

"I have already entered the path where dharma possesses spirit. Once this rain falls, every living thing within it will be visible to me down to the finest detail."

Within the water manor, the spirits came forward one after another, displaying their abilities.

All in hopes of gaining the Dragon Lord's favor.

What else could the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng do? Naturally, he nodded repeatedly and handed out rewards without pause.

After many years of imperial arts.

He knew how to win people's hearts.

Zhou Yuan drank, watching the scenes before him with a smile.

A Crab Spirit beside him had just displayed his divine ability and could not help smiling at Zhou Yuan.

"Daoist, you are a true cultivator of the Dao."

"Why not display a divine ability as well and broaden our horizons?"

Zhou Yuan glanced at him and laughed.

"Very well!"

"Today, I shall let you all witness this poor Daoist's divine ability."

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

He cupped his hands toward the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng and smiled.

"This poor Daoist is untalented and knows only a little Lightning Law. Please excuse this humble display."

"I ask the Dragon Lord not to take offense."

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng waved a hand.

Signaling for the Daoist below to do as he pleased.

Zhou Yuan looked at him with a smile.

The next instant.

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

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng's heart suddenly turned cold.

An overwhelming sense of danger coiled around his primordial spirit.

He stared at the lightning before him, his eyelids twitching wildly.

"You are..."

But it was clearly too late.

The instant he spoke.

Boundless Thunderclouds gathered above the vault of heaven. Dark clouds covered the sky, and countless lightning serpents swam through them.

As the Thunderclouds churned, an all-encompassing aura of destruction locked fiercely onto the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng.

It sought to blast him into ashes scattered across the heavens and send him into extinction.

Rumble!

Black Water Divine Thunder!

Wood God Thunder!

They came one after another.

Immeasurable Divine Abilities, immeasurable divine might.

Endless lightning filled the void, and all the vitality within that supremely yang and rigid thunder transformed wholly into destruction.

Zhou Yuan stood bathed in lightning.

Like an ancient Thunder Emperor.

"No!"

The next moment.

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

He directly reverted to his true form.

A Green Flood Dragon ten thousand zhang long bathed in a sea of lightning. His dragon horns snapped at once, while scales as hard as Divine Iron turned into blazing crimson light beneath the thunder, staining more than half the sky red.

The lightning clung to him like gangrene in the bone, burrowing into his marrow, flesh, and blood. Black Water Divine Thunder was both supremely yin and supremely yang, and between yin and yang lay Great Destruction.

It directly destroyed the grotto-heaven within his body.

"Roar!"

"I will make you die!"

The Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng was completely stunned.

He had only just recovered his Dao body and had not yet made enemies.

How could he have suffered such a great calamity?

But before the old flood dragon could act.

Zhou Yuan's thoughts shifted.

The void immediately changed.

Black and white evolved into the scene of heaven and earth being born and extinguished.

"Innate Yin-Yang Primordial Chaos Divine Light."

The divine light cleansed the world, making even the void tremble.

Amid destruction, chaos emerged.

It was as though the universe had shattered and heaven and earth had returned to ruin.

That black-and-white yin-yang mystical gate transformed into a pair of scissors and sheared viciously at the old flood dragon's neck.

Clang!

The sound of metal striking metal echoed throughout the universe.

Accompanied by the flood dragon's scream.

A third of his head was instantly gone.

"What a troublesome bastard!"

Zhou Yuan cursed.

Then he swiftly formed hand seals and cast a spell.

He had struck swiftly while the flood dragon was unprepared.

That was how he had seized the initiative.

Why would he allow him time to react?

Rumble!

The golden lamp illuminated the world.

The Crimson Bright Profound Sky Golden Lamp blazed with brilliant light.

Though this lamp belonged to the postnatal realm.

Zhou Yuan had refined it with merit and fortune.

Its power was quite extraordinary.

Now, as his mana poured into it and he unleashed it with full force.

In an instant, clouds and mist steamed from fiery baleful energy across the entire surface of Yunmeng Marsh, making it seem like the immortal realm.

Terrifying heat waves mixed with the radiant splendor of golden lamp flames and surged toward the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng.

Wherever they passed, the scales and armor of the ten-thousand-zhang flood dragon body scorched red and cracked apart. Fire serpents entered his Dao body, eroding his flesh alongside the lightning.

"Aah!?"

Before the Old Flood Dragon of Yunmeng could react, the lamp flames had burned him clean away.

Only his enormous bones fell from the sky into Yunmeng, raising monstrous waves.

Thus, the Dao body of an Innate Dao Lord was slain by Zhou Yuan's calculated strike above the heavens.

He did not even have the chance to retaliate.

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

Looking at the figure in green Daoist robes above the heavens, all under heaven fell silent.

Only Zhou Yuan knew.

He had rehearsed that sequence of attacks in his mind for a long time.

Dao Lord Tianshui was an old schemer and an old turtle.

If he alerted the enemy and frightened that old bastard away.

Finding his trail afterward would likely take quite a bit of effort.

Only by using thunderous methods to kill him cleanly and decisively could he eliminate all future trouble.

Zhou Yuan formed hand seals and lightly beckoned toward Yunmeng Marsh. Several streaks of treasure light flew into his sleeve.

These were the resources Dao Lord Tianshui had left for his Dao body.

Including the Eighteenth Prince, he had already sheared this sort of wool from a full nine of them.

After finishing all this.

Zhou Yuan descended from the clouds.

He returned to the dragon palace within Yunmeng Marsh.

The instant he landed.

A vast mass of water gods and River Earls knelt before him.

These spirits had seen how formidable the Daoist was, so they obediently dropped to their knees.

Zhou Yuan gave them an indifferent glance and casually ordered:

"Keep the music playing, keep the dancing going."

Yunmeng Marsh belonged to the Yangtze River System.

The Four Waterways had always been places of interest to Great Divine Ability Users of the water element lineage.

Now, borrowing the influence of Phoenix Perch Mountain's lineage and using the Wei River as his foundation, he was gathering waterways and planning to advance toward the Huai River.

But he was not so ambitious as to try to seize all Four Waterways in one stroke.

If he did that, he would likely be courting death.

You had to eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time.

Take too big a stride, and you were liable to pull something.

Within the Dragon Palace's main hall, the singing and dancing resumed.

The River Earls and Water Gods each had their own thoughts, but with Zhou Yuan's orders, they could only force themselves to cheer up and smile through it.

Zhou Yuan could not be bothered to care.

When the time came, these people would naturally leave.

He took Ao Lin straight to the Dragon Palace's dungeon.

He released the imprisoned Dragon Lord Ao Sheng.