"Lishui Dragon Palace..."
Li Chen found himself quietly amused by the plaque on the mansion before him.
"So it really is a dragon palace?"
But he soon noticed something, and his expression shifted slightly.
He had sensed a trace of demon aura in the water, mixed with the sinister, powerful presence of a flood dragon.
In his twelve years on Righteous Qi Continent, Li Chen had seemingly lain low, but he had actually done a great deal in secret. Learning to identify the Hundred Demons and familiarize himself with the distinctive auras and divine soul fluctuations of various species was one such undertaking.
As part of his cover identity, Hu Ze's Avatar had even collected several beautiful snake maidens, each possessing a different degree of flood dragon bloodline.
He had secretly drawn blood from those demons for analysis and could not have been more familiar with this aura.
It must have cultivated from a snake into a flood dragon. Its cultivation has already reached the foundation establishment peak.
The divine office of a River God can be great or small. For a major river like this, it might rival a County Magistrate or even a Prefect. With fortune apportioned according to its status, it can call upon the power of mountains and rivers. Even a Core Formation Expert would not dare lightly challenge its edge!
Silently recalling the information on the Earl of the Beautiful River recorded in the Celestial Offices Treatise, Li Chen felt doubts arise, but set them aside for the moment.
Before slipping inside, he pressed both hands against the air and summoned four hideous monsters, each over ten feet tall. They were humanoid in shape, but had blue faces, protruding fangs, and long, sharp claws.
Desolate Beast Battle Puppets!
These were combat weapons Pan Ning had