Five Dragon Palace
With a deafening crash, the Red Giant Sword cleaved the lightning in two, and a streak of azure light shot out from within it.
The azure light was a miniature Azure Flood Dragon—Ao Tian's soul essence.
Demon beasts were different from cultivators. Once they reached the Nascent Soul Realm, they did not give birth to Nascent Souls, but to soul essences.
Shi Yue had once killed a gravely wounded eighth-level ice flood dragon, so he already knew what to expect.
As soon as the miniature flood dragon emerged from the lightning, a dense silver net dropped over it and rapidly tightened, becoming a silver sphere that flew back into Yin'er's hand.
"That's for bullying me earlier! Now you know how powerful my master is, don't you? And you said you'd take me back to some Five Dragon Palace. Hmph! I'd never go with you to that Five Dragon Palace!" Yin'er smacked the silver sphere and said fiercely.
"Five Dragon Palace? Yin'er, he came from the Five Dragon Palace?" Shi Yue had never heard of this power.
Judging by its name, it was likely made up entirely of the Flood Dragon Clan. Could it be a power of the Demon Race?
"Yeah! He said so himself. From the name, it sounds like a den full of flood dragons. Master, let's go catch some more flood dragons and make roast dragon meat!" Yin'er suggested excitedly.
"All you think about is eating. We're not strong enough for that yet. Hmm, I suddenly have a bad feeling. We should leave here right away."
For some reason, after killing the Azure Flood Dragon, Shi Yue felt uneasy, as if something momentous were about to happen.
Cultivators could not truly predict the future or avoid misfortune, but sometimes their forebodings did prove accurate.