Flood Dragon Corpse Sha

In the center of the Dragon Blood Tide, aboard a bronze spirit shuttle.

Although this bronze shuttle is not large, it is of a very high level, because ordinary ships, even ocean-going transport ships, usually use no more than three layers of protective formations.

However, this ship, which was only of medium size, had a formation with ten layers.

Inside the ship, there were more than a dozen Golden Core, some sitting and some standing, all of whom were human.

In the Thirty-Six Islands, a place teeming with Demon Cultivator, a team of pure human Golden Core cultivators inherently signifies a special background.

The leader was a young man who looked to be no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He wore a plain white Daoist robe, with a jade belt around his waist. His long hair was simply tied back, revealing a smooth forehead and a pair of unusually calm eyes.

Although her appearance was ordinary, she possessed an eerie charm that she didn't know why.

"Young Master, we've figured it out. Heavenly Gate is developing a new Dragon Vein, and the Dragon Blood Tide is activated because of the opening of the Sea Dragon Vein."

A Golden Core cultivator humbly replied.

He had just exchanged information with a powerful demon lord on an island during the Dragon Blood Tide.

The young master nodded and said calmly:

"It seems that Heavenly Gate is about to launch its Heavenly Communication Plan."

"Young Master, what should we do next?"

"The three Sea-Pacifying Divine Warships have all sailed over, aren't they just guarding against us? Besides, the Yu Household also possesses the Dragon Vein Treasure. Now is not the time to let the Thirty-Six Islands of the Eastern Sea clashed."

"Let's continue with normal operations for now. Once the Sea-Pacifying Divine Warship arrives to suppress the Turbid Dragon, I'll go and probe their strength."

Soon, streaks of light shot out from the ship and plunged into the sea.

Inside the Sea-Pacifying Divine Warship, however, were complex array calculation models, with spiritual light interwoven into a dense network of light that slowly rotated within the cabins.

The woman in military uniform was standing in front of the control panel, listening to the introduction by the military formation master.

"So, according to your data analysis, the sea Turbid Dragon will be born in three days?" Her voice was calm, with the crispness characteristic of a soldier.

The formation master nodded, then shook his head. "It's almost certain that it will require three days of preparation, but the exact time is uncertain."

He reached out and tapped twice on the light projection on the main control panel. A huge 3D map of the sea unfolded in the center of the cabin, marked with densely packed data points and flowing curves.

"The outbreak of the Dragon Blood Tide has verified some of our deductions, but the exact location of the emergence of the Turbid Dragon still needs more data to supplement and correct."

He paused, then added, "The treasure-hunting cultivators currently scattered throughout the Dragon Blood Tide, including smuggling ships and Rogue Cultivator, are actually providing us with valuable on-site data through their activities on the seabed; every triggered undercurrent, every abnormal fluctuation of Spiritual Qi, and every record of a small Seaquake will be automatically collected and analyzed by our monitoring array. Once enough data has been accumulated, we will be able to deduce the specific location and time window of the Turbid Dragon's emergence."

The woman in military uniform glanced at the flowing data curves, paused for a moment, then nodded. "Let those treasure-hunting cultivators plunder a little longer. In three days, regardless of whether the data is sufficient, we must take action."

"Clear."

The formation master nodded.

The actions of these treasure-hunting monks will provide them with data support.

Their subsequent actions were also part of a larger plan.

About 200 meters below the seabed

Hu Mang smacked his lips.

He noticed that his luck seemed to have turned bad ever since he started fishing that morning.

Large quantities of items like ambergris and lightning-struck agarwood suddenly disappeared, leaving only things like seashells, silver sand, and fragments of dragon scales.

The tidal shell, when placed close to the ear, allows one to hear faint, intermittent sounds of the tides; it is exclusively for local tourists.

Sinking silver sand is a material used in formations.

Not to mention the fragments of the dragon scales; they might have been left behind by the Third Prince's parents and relatives when they shed their skin at the bottom of the sea.

The only thing worth mentioning is that he found a piece of tortoise shell the size of a tabletop.

As a first-class protected demon of the Heavenly Gate, the Xuan Turtle ranks similarly to the Crimson Blood Fox lineage. Especially considering that even its shell is so large, how big must the old turtle's true form be?

The seabed truly has all sorts of rare and wonderful things.

Even Hu Mang couldn't determine the value of this thing, so after a moment's thought, he put it into his Storage Bag.

This thing would be nice as a decoration for the house, especially since his mother is already thinking about buying a new cave abode.

After scanning the area with his Divine Sense once more and confirming that there was nothing of value nearby, Hu Mang decided to retreat.

Although it doesn't need to breathe every ten minutes, it still has to pretend.

However, just as he approached the Hidden Boat, he suddenly raised an eyebrow. Within his Divine Sense range, it seemed that some unlucky soul was being chased.

Crew member Xiao Yu was desperately using his Water Escape Technique, his figure transforming into a blurry blue light in the seawater, dodging left and right, trying to shake off the pursuers behind him.

The creature hunting him was a dragon that had been dead for countless years.

The dragon was over ten zhang long, and its entire body was a deathly grayish-white, as if it had been soaked in seawater for too long, and even the color of its scales had faded.

Its body was surrounded by a thick layer of black Sha Qi, and wherever it passed, the Spiritual Qi in the seawater was quickly polluted, turning into a grayish-black, turbid current with a putrid stench.

Each movement of the dragon carried a billowing aura of Sha Qi, and any fish or shrimp caught in its Sha Qi died with their eyes rolled back.

This is a Corpse Sha.

What makes this Corpse Sha special is that it is a dragon-bodied Corpse Sha.

According to Old Zhu, the Corpse Sha a being that is neither alive nor dead, formed when a corpse falls into the sea and absorbs the Yin Qi and residual energy of the Dragon Vein for countless years.

It exists only in the Dragon Blood Tide.

However, this dragon's corpse seemed to have absorbed an exceptionally large amount of the Dragon Vein's residual energy because it belonged to the dragon family, which caused it to grow horns after death. The growth of horns on a dragon is a sign of its transformation into a dragon. Often, when a dragon's horns flash, the powerful Dragon Sha aura will disperse the escape light on Xiao Yu's body.

After several attempts, the distance between the two was rapidly closing. Just when Xiao Yu was in despair, a thick iron spear swept across and smashed directly onto the dragon corpse's head. The impact seemed to create a small underwater vortex, and at the critical moment, it knocked the Flood Dragon Corpse Sha over.

"Brother Hu, it's you!"

Xiao Yu excitedly transmitted his Divine Sense.

"You're lucky to have run into such a rare Corpse Sha."

The Hu Mang looked the monster up and down. It had been hit on the head by the python's spear, leaving a hole, but it seemed to be completely unaffected.

He remembered that Old Zhu had once given a detailed introduction to this Corpse Sha.

Corpse Sha are different from water ghosts. Water ghosts can be burned to death, but Corpse Sha in a state between life and death. Since they are neither alive nor dead, they cannot be killed. Even if you break them into seven or eight pieces or chop them into minced meat, you cannot eliminate them.

This is also its most troublesome aspect.

"You retreat first!"

Accompanied by the Hu Mang's telepathic message, the Corpse Sha shook its head and tail, charging forward ferociously.

Hu Mang, however, advanced instead of retreating. He twirled the Xuan Tie spear in his hand, and the spearhead pierced through the seawater with a muffled roar, heading straight for the chest and abdomen of the Dragon Corpse Sha. The spearhead pierced the rotting scales, making a dull sound like a blunt knife cutting leather, and then pierced through, opening a hole the size of a bowl in the dragon corpse's body.

The Flood Dragon Corpse Sha did not stop moving at all. It didn't even pay attention to the wound. It just swung its long tail with tremendous force, sweeping it towards the Hu Mang's waist.

As the Hu Mang parried with its spear, the moment the spear collided with the dragon's tail, a tremendous force traveled through the spear shaft to his arms, numbing his tiger's mouth and sending him sliding backward several feet through the water.

"That's interesting!"

He pressed forward again, this time changing his tactics. Instead of aiming for penetrating damage, he used the weight and hardness of the Xuan Tie spear to smash into the joints of the Dragon Corpse Sha.

Bypassing the opponent's attack, he turned and fired a shot that struck the wrist of the left forepaw. The claw drooped at an abnormal angle, with only a layer of rotting skin connecting it.

As he pressed down with his tiger's mouth, the surrounding seawater exploded, and at the same time, another shot swept across the cervical spine, knocking the nearly half-rotten head to one side, the neck bone splitting open to reveal the stark white bones.

Taking this opportunity, Xiao Yu couldn't help but unleash his own Spirit Artifact, a water-splitting hook, which struck the dragon's scales, leaving only a shallow scratch.

It didn't break through the defenses!

Xiao Yu was speechless.

Even a dragon with horns is at least Golden Core cultivator, and the Demon Race is known for its physical strength.

Although the Hu Mang appeared to be attacking casually, it had actually used the Heavenly Devil Field to separate the seawater beforehand, so the attack was a genuine blunt weapon strike.

However, the next moment, something strange happened.

The wounds he smashed, pierced, and tore open are healing in a bizarre way.

It was as if time had reversed; the rotting flesh had spontaneously returned to its original position, the shattered bone fragments had flown back from the seawater and reassembled into a complete skeleton, and the broken tendons had reconnected like living snakes.

In less than ten breaths, the Flood Dragon Corpse Sha was restored to its original state, its gray-white scales intact and its four claws as sharp as ever.

Let's just leave it as it is.

The key point is that, in Hu Mang's Divine Sense, the opponent's entire body showed no signs of damage whatsoever, and even the corpse energy Sha Qi within his body had not weakened in the slightest.

That's the weirdest part.

"This doesn't Uniting Spirits."

The Hu Mang muttered to itself.

Xiao Yu, standing to the side, was completely stunned.

Just as Hu Mang was pondering what to do next, he suddenly raised his head. Two hundred meters above the sea, a Golden Core -level escape light also sensed something, paused, and revealed the figure of an old cultivator. He was first surprised, then grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"It's actually a complete Corpse Sha, and Dragon Corpse Sha at that! I've really struck gold this time!"