King Battle, the three kings of the Nine Provinces suffer losses, an abyss rises beneath the sea

"Submit, or die."

Jiang Chen had never had much patience with living opponents. He raised a hand, and the river water gathered into a giant palm, slapping the enormous Flood Dragon to the ground as though squashing a bug. No matter how it struggled, it was futile.

"Haha! Hahahaha!"

"Even that man back then couldn't do it. A mere King Realm cultivator thinks he can subdue this dragon?"

"I drank Soul-Devouring Copper Water for six hundred years. My cultivation fell, and my legs degenerated. I thought about unleashing a bloodbath once I emerged, about finding that man's descendants and tormenting them in every possible way. But the one thing I never considered... was submission!"

"A dragon will not be insulted!"

To Jiang Chen's surprise, this giant python, which did not look particularly intelligent, had quite a backbone. Its body was already cracking under his grip, and it was enduring immense pain, yet it still refused to yield.

He wasted no more words on it. His right hand closed around empty air, and countless water spikes pierced it, turning it into a porcupine of a snake. Blood dripped from it, a wretched sight.

"Roar!"

The Flood Dragon let out a roar that sounded partly like a bull's bellow and partly like a snake's hiss, brimming with ferocity.

Jiang Chen swept a cold glance over it.

With a tremendous boom, the water spikes exploded, reducing it to minced flesh scattered across the ground.

After reforming, it showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, the fighting spirit in its eyes burned even stronger as it cursed, spittle flying. "Brat! Who the hell do you think you are? Back then, I endured all eighteen tortures of the ancient dynasty without so much as a frown. This is nothing!"

"I don't eat people or commit evil, but