You can't get away!

Outside Gourd Valley, a young man swept through the air, carrying an endless killing intent. Clad in gleaming silver armor and gripping a cold spear, he gazed at Gourd Valley ahead, his eyes sharper and icier than blades.

Beneath his feet stretched a Flood Dragon, five hundred meters long. Silver scales the size of millstones covered its body, a single horn rose from its head, and two powerful, sinister claws jutted from its belly. It spanned the sky, and with each slight sway of its body, ripples spread through the void.

As they appeared, a terrifying presence radiated outward. For a hundred miles around, all was silent. Every living creature trembled beneath that vast, surging aura.

This man was Jiang Yishui, once a disciple of the Myriad Beast Hall's master in the Blood Lotus Sect. Favored by Heaven from childhood, he had been accompanied by a young Flood Dragon since he was an infant. His rise had been swift, and even in the Blood Lotus Sect, once home to countless prodigies, he had few rivals. He had been a strong contender to become the Blood Lotus Sect's Saint Son.

But the Blood Lotus Sect had collapsed overnight. He had been lucky enough to escape the calamity, and now the entire Chen Dynasty was hunting him.

The Blood Lotus Sect's destruction had robbed him of the chance to become Saint Son, rise to the sect's leadership, and reach the pinnacle. His mentor, who had been like a father to him, had died. His hatred only grew, until he wanted to eat Bai Yang's flesh and drink his blood—the culprit behind it all!

By now, he had learned the details of the battle that destroyed the Blood Lotus Sect. Knowing he wasn't confident he could kill Bai Yang, he had decided to