Xiao Yao's gaze sharpened, but he remained calm inside.
He knew that after the earlier clash, although the Nine-Colored Flood Dragon still appeared ferocious, the violent energy within it had already been mostly depleted by the Soul Palm Seal.
Even so, the remaining violent power of the Tribulation Lightning was still no small problem for him, with only the cultivation of a One-Star Dou Zun.
Xiao Yao calculated inwardly. There's no time to use a Dou Skill. At worst, I'll suffer grave injuries.
"Damn it! I'll fight it head-on!"
With a low shout, Xiao Yao shot fiercely toward the Nine-Colored Flood Dragon. His right hand carried terrifying force as he blasted it toward the creature's head.
The instant Xiao Yao charged forward, Fifth Venerable and the others sensed his reckless move. Their faces filled with horror, and even the energy they were sending into the jade slip abruptly faltered. They were all stunned by his actions.
"Has this kid gone mad? Using the cultivation of a One-Star Dou Zun to confront the Nine-Colored Flood Dragon head-on—though it has lost most of its energy, it still won't be easy!" Seventh Venerable exclaimed.
Sixth Venerable snorted coldly. "Hmph, if he perishes here, it would be a pity for that high-tier Spirit Realm soul power. Soul Hall is in dire need of such nourishment for souls." A trace of regret flashed through his eyes as he spoke.
Before Xiao Yao's whistling fist could collide with the Nine-Colored Flood Dragon's enormous head, an exceptionally dazzling light erupted. It was the nine-colored scales covering the Flood Dragon's body, blazing with an intensely piercing radiance in its fury.
Immediately afterward, the nine-colored lightning around its body condensed into tiny lightning blades and shot toward Xiao Yao.
At such close range, Xiao Yao had no time to