The mocking look slowly returned to Ink Flood Dragon's face, and he immediately flew into a rage.
A mere Mystic Immortal actually dared to look down on him!
He was practically asking to die!
But right now, he didn't have much true dragon power left, and he needed to conserve it. Ink Flood Dragon didn't let his anger cloud his judgment. Suppressing his fury, he charged at the golden barrier once more.
A mere Mystic Immortal could wait. He could kill him later, and even without his true dragon power, that wouldn't be a problem.
Breaking through the barrier was the most important thing right now!
Lin Changqing saw that Ink Flood Dragon wasn't taking the bait, and his brows furrowed slightly.
This guy's brain was a little bigger than Golden Condor's, at least. He wasn't falling for it.
Lin Changqing really wanted to test himself against a late-stage Golden Immortal, but this wasn't the time.
He'd said all that just to draw on the golden clouds behind him, giving himself room to maneuver while wearing Ink Flood Dragon down.
But if Ink Flood Dragon wouldn't take the bait, then Lin Changqing had no choice but to act himself.
The wings on his back beat, and a streak of swift, dim light appeared around him.
At that moment, the sharp aura radiating from the dragon horns above Ink Flood Dragon's head a moment earlier arrived in an instant, tearing Lin Changqing's figure to shreds!
A smear of blood slowly faded away. A smile had already appeared at the corner of Ink Flood Dragon's mouth.
"Hahaha! You puny ant, how dare you act so brazenly!"
"You should feel honored to die at my hands!"
Ink Flood Dragon laughed loudly, but his eyes kept searching through the blood for the blood-red spear.
After all, that was a genuine treasure!
But only a cloud of blood-red light was slowly fading away. There was no spear, let alone a mangled corpse—or even a mist of blood.
Ink Flood Dragon froze for a moment. When did I get this powerful?
I killed him without even leaving a mist of blood, and crushed his treasure to boot!
"Hey, little black snake, what are you looking at?"
"Looking for this?"
Just then, another voice rang through the space. Lin Changqing had appeared beside Ink Flood Dragon at some point, his spear swirling in his hand. The winds and clouds changed color as boundless killing intent filled the surroundings in an instant. Blood-red clouds billowed overhead, and his spear pierced straight through the golden light of true dragon power!
A figure had answered Ink Flood Dragon's question.
The treasure was fine, and Lin Changqing wasn't dead. Ink Flood Dragon had simply missed him entirely!
The Divine Demon Wings on Lin Changqing's back beat, and he moved with speed that tore through heaven and earth, leaving behind only an afterimage.
Ink Flood Dragon's attention had been entirely fixed on the barrier. How could he have noticed that Lin Changqing was only an afterimage?
That was exactly how Lin Changqing had managed to reach his side without a sound. His spear struck like a dragon, thrusting straight toward the heavens!
In an instant, the golden aura of true dragon power shattered. The golden barrier blazed with light and sent Ink Flood Dragon flying a thousand li.
"Damn it!!!"
How could Ink Flood Dragon still not understand? This puny Mystic Immortal ant had played him for a fool!
He had no idea why he'd killed a fake, but that didn't change the fact that he wanted another chance to strike.
This ant had dared to ruin his plans!
One after another, they all dared to defy him!
Ao Ying was only an early-stage Golden Immortal, yet she dared to compete with him for the opportunity. And now a puny Mystic Immortal ant dared to attack him!
Ink Flood Dragon's rage had already reached its peak. He wanted nothing more than to tear Lin Changqing to pieces at once.
But he couldn't!
Those two attacks had already consumed thirty percent of the true dragon power in his body. If he wasted any more, he'd never be able to open the barrier around the Dragon Transformation Pool!
What made him even more anxious was that the Azure Dragon's aura inside the pool was surging. Its body had grown to a thousand one hundred zhang, just a step away from the mid-stage Golden Immortal realm!
Its true dragon bloodline had grown incredibly solid, but the golden light in the Dragon Transformation Pool had dimmed in exchange.
The dragon race really dared to do this?!
Ink Flood Dragon had no time to bother with Lin Changqing. Dim light kept flashing between his claws as streaks of divine light shot toward Lin Changqing, tearing through the air.
At the same time, golden light flickered around his dragon horns as he sent bursts of true dragon power tearing toward the barrier with reckless abandon.
If he didn't break through the barrier while he still had the chance, he'd lose his opportunity entirely!
As Ink Flood Dragon roared in fury, Lin Changqing's brows furrowed.
This guy just wouldn't take the bait. If Ink Flood Dragon had gotten angry and fought him, Lin Changqing could have relied on the Divine Demon Wings on his back to keep him occupied until he started questioning his own existence.
But now Ink Flood Dragon was ignoring him completely, with eyes only for the barrier. That was the real problem.
Lin Changqing watched Ink Flood Dragon, but his hands never stopped moving.
Once again, only an afterimage was torn apart as Lin Changqing flashed past. The next instant, his blood-red spear appeared before Ink Flood Dragon, lifting his dragon horns and making them skim past the barrier.
"Little black snake, planning to take a bath? Did you ask me first?"
"My friend's taking a bath. You're a male snake, and she's a female dragon. There's a difference between men and women. Don't you know even the slightest thing about decency?"
"Being uncultured isn't the end of the world, but you could at least have some manners. How else could you live with yourself as a snake?"
"If word of this gets out, how will you ever show your face among snakes again? They'll be pointing fingers at you behind your back!"
Running his mouth didn't cost a thing. He'd knocked the dragon horns aside, and when the furious Black Dragon swung a claw at him, Lin Changqing blocked it with his spear held across his chest. He kept talking without pause, his mockery of Ink Flood Dragon brazenly written all over his face.
But blocking that strike meant taking a claw from a late-stage Golden Immortal head-on. Lin Changqing's blood and qi churned inside him, leaving him somewhat uncomfortable.
As expected of a late-stage Golden Immortal. It looked like this was the limit of his ability to fight above his level!
Even though he'd been knocked back, boundless battle intent surged from Lin Changqing's eyes.
The blood-red spear in his hand deepened in color.
The wings on his back fluttered, and he charged at Ink Flood Dragon once more.
"Roar!!"
"Human ant, I'll kill you!!"
Ink Flood Dragon was now completely enraged. Only half of his true dragon power remained.
He knew that if he didn't deal with Lin Changqing first, he'd be constantly interrupted and would have no chance to break through the barrier. He might even run out of true dragon power.
Human ant, you're asking for death!
Rage surged through Ink Flood Dragon, spurring him into action. Dark green light gathered around his body as he opened his jaws, baring venomous fangs. His single dragon horn gleamed coldly as he charged at Lin Changqing.
Lin Changqing didn't retreat either. Blood-red light surged around him, and his spear tore through the heavens. As it trembled, it roared like a dragon and tiger!
In an instant, the two sides collided.
On one side was the massive Ink Flood Dragon, a great demon a thousand five hundred zhang long, displaying the full might of his late-stage Golden Immortal cultivation. His venomous fangs gleamed sharply, dark green light surged around him, and poisonous mist soared into the sky!
His single dragon horn carried enough force to pierce ten thousand mountains as it shot straight toward Lin Changqing!
On the other side was Lin Changqing, only a few zhang tall—not even as big as one of Ink Flood Dragon's teeth. Yet boundless blood-red light surged from him, enveloping his body. His wings beat behind him, his spear held out before him, and he shot toward the great demon like a bullet!
BOOM!!
Countless streaks of blood-red light shattered, and the dark green poison dispersed.
Ink Flood Dragon's head jerked upward. One of his two venomous fangs was already covered in cracks, and the dragon horn on his forehead had gone dim!
Ink Flood Dragon's body shot back a thousand zhang, shock filling his eyes.
"Ant, how dare you!"
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