Slaying the Demon Flood Dragon

A sharp glint flashed in Shen Luo's eyes. His body shot upward into the air, and he threw down another savage punch. The roar of dragon and elephant rang out once more as majestic heavenly might descended from above, smashing the Three-Headed Demon Flood Dragon, whose momentum had just been beaten back, flat against the ground.

"Hmph. If you want to risk your life, you need the means to do so." Shen Luo stood proudly in midair, his hands rapidly forming seals.

The Three-Headed Demon Flood Dragon's massive heads lifted high in defiance as it roared, "A mere human dares humiliate me like this? You want to trade lives? Then I'll trade with you..."

As soon as it finished speaking, a dense mass of black light suddenly lit up between the brows of its central head.

As the black light flickered, the Three-Headed Demon Flood Dragon's body rapidly shrank. Its enormous form continuously diminished until it gradually returned to human shape.

Meanwhile, as the dense black light around its head contracted, it transformed into a rapidly spinning black vortex. Visible streams of heaven-and-earth spiritual energy continuously gathered into the vortex.

Ao Hong recognized it at a glance. That black vortex was the Three-Headed Demon Flood Dragon's Demon Core, like an insatiable black whirlpool that frantically absorbed and compressed the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

After only a few breaths, a black pellet emerged from within the vortex. Black lightning seemed to coil around it, emitting bursts of sizzling sounds as if it were about to explode.

But at that moment, Shen Luo planted his Astral Steps beneath his feet and formed a hand seal. He pointed into the distant sky, light flickering in his eyes as his entire body became enveloped in an incomparably dense radiance of starlight.