Six years later, in the distant Outer Sea, countless tens of thousands of li from Silver Shark Island.
On a small island only two or three li across, an enormous five-colored barrier of light enveloped the entire island.
In the sea outside the five-colored barrier, over a hundred level three and four demon beasts-fish, shrimp, snakes, and other creatures-were swimming restlessly around it. Some kept crashing into the barrier, desperately trying to force their way inside.
Within the barrier, a man and a beast were locked in fierce combat. Earth-shaking booms rang out from time to time, accompanied by the beast's roars that pierced the clouds.
The beast had a serpent's body, a crocodile's head, a lizard's legs, an eagle's claws, a snake's tail, a deer's antlers, and a fish's scales. Whiskers grew at the corners of its mouth and beneath its forehead. It was actually a rare flood dragon.
The flood dragon was as thick as a barrel and over thirty zhang long. Azure scales gleamed all over its body, while the four eagle claws beneath its belly flashed with a cold light, razor-sharp. Judging by the spiritual pressure radiating from it, it had astonishingly reached level seven.
Facing this flood dragon was a blue-robed young man who appeared to be in his thirties, with fair skin and unremarkable features. He was none other than Xiao Yu, who had spent six years at sea.
Over those six years, countless battles against opponents above his level and several brushes with death had further honed his combat skills and made his battle instincts exceptionally sharp. He had drilled many movements-whether for attack, defense, or control-until they were almost instinctive, allowing him to bring his full strength to bear.
Although his cultivation remained at early Core Formation, he could now steadily suppress