Golden Flood Dragon

Mu Chen and Sword Douluo ventured deeper into the mixed region of the Star Dou Great Forest. The natural energy and life aura here had clearly risen to another level.

The distribution of soul beasts was noticeably sparser. Generally speaking, they all possessed a strong sense of territory. Soul beasts over ten thousand years old were also far more intelligent, and their perception of danger was even sharper than that of humans.

Although Mu Chen's aura was weak, Sword Douluo beside him gave them an immense sense of danger. None of them dared to provoke Sword Douluo and Mu Chen, so the two encountered almost no obstruction.

While Sword Douluo was still observing their surroundings, Mu Chen suddenly smiled.

"Grandpa Sword, I think we've found our target," Mu Chen said.

He summoned his Emperor Dragon Sword. At that moment, the Emperor Dragon Sword trembled faintly, and Mu Chen, who held it in his hand, could sense it guiding him in a certain direction. It had likely detected a soul beast nearby with Dragon Clan bloodline.

"Hmm? Then let's go over there." Sword Douluo looked at Mu Chen in confusion. Even with his strength, he had not sensed any soul beast that met Mu Chen's requirements. Yet this kid had detected one? "Mm." Mu Chen followed the Emperor Dragon Sword's guidance in that direction, while Sword Douluo summoned his Seven Kill Sword martial soul and prepared for battle at any moment.

Before long, the two arrived beside a lake.

The surrounding area was open, with no towering trees. The lake was rather large, and its surface was calm, without the slightest ripple. Blue skies and white clouds reflected upon the water, and neither of them discovered any soul beasts nearby.

Mu Chen's Emperor Dragon Sword had stopped guiding him here, while Sword Douluo closed his eyes and used his spiritual power to sense the small lake.

Two yellow, two purple, and five black soul rings rose around him. A sharp glint flashed through Sword Douluo's eyes.

"It hid quite deeply, but unfortunately, I've already found it. Fifth Soul Skill—Might Shaking All Directions!"

Sword Douluo pointed the Seven Kill Sword in his hand toward the sky. His fifth black soul ring flashed, and countless Seven Kill Swords instantly appeared above his head, each carrying sharp Sword Qi.

With a wave of Sword Douluo's hand, countless Seven Kill Swords plunged into the lakebed, launching a wide-ranging attack. Countless splashes erupted, droplets scattering everywhere in a rather spectacular sight.

Then, the water at the bottom of the lake began churning violently, even raising waves. The water at the center of the lake was continuously forced apart, as though something were about to emerge. Mu Chen swallowed. This soul beast seemed rather powerful.

A golden figure flew out from the lakebed. When the Seven Kill Swords struck its body, they actually produced the sound of metal clashing and sent sparks flying. Sword Douluo's fifth Soul Skill ceased.

Mu Chen and Sword Douluo finally saw the soul beast clearly. It was seven or eight meters long, its entire body covered in golden scales. Under the sunlight, a pair of wings that looked as though they had been forged from gold stretched behind it, each over ten meters long and reflecting dazzling light.

However, many of its golden scales bore sword marks. Quite a few had even fallen off entirely, revealing the red flesh beneath. Blood streaked across the golden scales before dripping onto the ground.

Its golden head resembled that of a Tyrant Dragon, though two protrusions stood upon its forehead, looking as though they were about to become horns. Its golden vertical pupils stared at Mu Chen and Sword Douluo. More accurately, they were staring at Sword Douluo, filled with fear.

"What kind of soul beast is this? Why have I never seen one before? Its defense is impressive too. It barely seems injured."

Sword Douluo looked at the golden flood dragon before him in confusion, though he was deeply surprised by its defensive capabilities.

Even though he had not used his fifth Soul Skill at full strength, and the lake water had weakened its power, the result should not have been so limited.

"Grandpa Sword, this is a Golden Flood Dragon with Golden Dragon bloodline. It has yet to grow golden horns, which means it has not reached ten thousand years. Combined with its body length of only seven or eight meters, it is less than six thousand years old. It possesses immense strength, a terrifying physique, and incredible defense, with almost no weaknesses. Its defense is especially formidable. Although it is less than six thousand years old, even a Soul Sage might not be able to take it down. No wonder a soul beast that has not even reached ten thousand years occupies such a large territory, and one with a water source at that," Mu Chen said excitedly.

It was too suitable—truly too suitable!

"So, Little Chen, you mean you want this Golden Flood Dragon to be your third soul ring?" Sword Douluo asked.

"Mm, it's the one! We have to take it down. It can fly, so don't let it escape, Grandpa Sword!" Mu Chen said firmly.

"Good. Fourth Soul Skill—Killing Intent Revealed!"

Sword Douluo's fourth purple soul ring flashed. Centered on him, an overwhelming aura burst forth. Combined with the Soul Power of a level 96 Super Douluo, this pressure directly suppressed the Golden Flood Dragon still in midair. Even the rate at which its golden wings flapped slowed considerably, and its body stalled.

Yet Mu Chen at his side felt no discomfort or pressure whatsoever, showing just how precise Sword Douluo's control over his Soul Skill was.

"Fifth Soul Skill—Might Shaking All Directions!"

Countless Seven Kill Swords appeared above the Golden Flood Dragon, then descended decisively, striking it again and again. They knocked its body from the air and onto the ground. Several Seven Kill Swords pierced through its long, narrow body, pinning it firmly to the ground. Even its spine was nailed down by several Seven Kill Swords, leaving it unable to move.

"Little Chen, did you see that? This is the effect of combining a Soul Skill with the sword realm of subtle mastery. Sword Qi can condense without dispersing, allowing one to control it as one wishes with absolute precision. This is also the next sword realm you must strive for. Even if you need to slow your Soul Power Level cultivation, it is entirely worth it."

Sword Douluo withdrew his Seven Kill Sword martial soul as he spoke, his tone filled with calm confidence.

Perhaps other Titled Douluo could easily kill this Golden Flood Dragon that had not yet reached ten thousand years, but they absolutely could not achieve his level of precise control and flawless execution.

"Mm, Grandpa Sword. From now on, I'll devote more effort to comprehending the sword path." Mu Chen nodded seriously and approached the Golden Flood Dragon with Sword Douluo.

The Emperor Dragon Sword in his hand struck directly through the exposed flesh on its neck, delivering the final blow and ending the Golden Flood Dragon's life.