Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon

"Bishop Su, now you should believe that I can absorb Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!"

Su Ke nodded, his body trembling slightly.

Let's go!

Su Ke's eyes were filled with anticipation again. In the past, he would avoid facing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast if possible, otherwise a head-on encounter would almost certainly result in death. But now he also wanted to challenge himself to see if he had a chance to make a move against a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

This time, Su Ke took the initiative to lead Wang Feng towards the area where the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was located. The two did not move fast, after all, Su Ke was still somewhat worried.

He had only ever observed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast from afar and had never actually come into contact with them, so he didn't have a concrete understanding of just how terrifying Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Three days later, the two stopped walking.

"Why did we stop? It should take another half a day before we can get close to that big guy's territory," Su Ke asked Wang Feng with some confusion.

Wang Feng shook his head. "We're approaching the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon's territory, so we need to proceed with caution. Bishop Su, keep a distance of at least two hundred meters from me."

"What are you up to?"

Su Ke frowned slightly as he looked at Wang Feng, and he could vaguely guess what Wang Feng meant.

Wang Feng glanced back at Su Ke and said, "None of us are familiar with this guy. We can't all confront it head-on, or we'll all be in danger and it will be hard to escape."

"Then you should be following behind me. Although you are very strong, you are still missing a Soul Ring."

"No, Bishop Su, just listen to me on this matter."

Without giving Su Ke a chance to speak, Wang Feng headed directly towards the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon.

Su Ke shook his head helplessly and could only follow behind Wang Feng, keeping a close eye on Wang Feng while also keeping an eye on the surroundings.

However, this area is already within the territory of the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon, and no other Soul Beast will appear here. The only thing they need to be careful of is whether the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon will suddenly appear beside them.

But Wang Feng still didn't stop half a day later, and Su Ke was already feeling a bit depressed, perhaps due to nervousness.

As night fell, Wang Feng finally stopped, for he had sensed the aura of the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon.

Just one kilometer ahead of him, a terrifying aura had already locked onto him. Despite his powerful mental strength, he was still unable to break through that terrifying energy and glimpse the true face of the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon.

This clearly shows just how terrifying this guy is, but the feeling it gave Wang Feng was far less chilling than that of the Evil Orca King.

"Bishop Su, don't come in before I call you. I want to test this guy's abilities first."

Wang Feng transmitted his voice to Su Ke.

Upon hearing this, Su Ke hurriedly transmitted his voice, "That's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, let's act together."

Su Ke didn't want anything to happen to Wang Feng, otherwise it would be a huge loss for both their Flowing Moon Holy See and the entire continent.

But Wang Feng wasn't about to let Su Ke die so easily. Seeing Su Ke approaching, he hurriedly shouted, "Bishop Su, don't come any closer! I'm confident I can escape!"

"Wang Feng, this is no child's play. You are too important to us; we absolutely cannot afford any mistakes. Let's retreat here for now and wait for me to call Titled Douluo to handle this!"

"Don't rush, just listen to me, there's no need to worry."

After Wang Feng finished speaking, he rushed out, which greatly surprised Su Ke. Su Ke was extremely anxious and wanted to help, but he dared not move.

He was afraid that he would cause trouble for Wang Feng and become a burden to Wang Feng.

As Wang Feng charged toward the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon, the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon was also heading toward Wang Feng.

But Wang Feng showed no fear, unleashing all six of his Soul Ring and wielding the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear to meet the attack head-on.

Faced with the attack of the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon, Wang Feng did not take the initiative to defend, but instead used offense as defense.

Although Wang Feng was only at the Soul Emperor level and was still one Soul Ring short of becoming Soul Saint, he still handled the 100,000-year-old Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon with ease. While defeating the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon was difficult, it was also unable to cause any damage to Wang Feng for the time being.

However, the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon was, after all, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and the power it unleashed in its rage was terrifying. If it weren't for the strong defense provided by its dual domains, Wang Feng would probably have been seriously injured and unable to fight any longer.

Wang Feng withstood the full force of the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon's attack for an hour.

During this time, Su Ke was constantly on edge. He didn't know how many times he wanted to rush up to help Wang Feng, but without Wang Feng's signal, he didn't dare to make any rash moves.

"Bishop Su, see the spot on its body that's flashing red light? I'll hold it off. You watch for the opportunity to attack that spot with all your might! Remember, you only have one chance."

Wang Feng transmitted his voice to Su Ke, saying that after fighting the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon for so long, he wanted to find its weakness, otherwise there would be little chance of defeating it.

After all, this guy is Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and he's not someone they can kill easily.

As for the location on the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon's body that Wang Feng mentioned, where it was flashing red light, Wang Feng couldn't actually be sure if that was its weakness.

Wang Feng was merely using the principle that dragons have a reverse scale to deduce the nature of this Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon. After all, this creature had mutated and had the infinite potential to become Hundred Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, so it would inevitably transform into a dragon.

Upon receiving Wang Feng's signal, Su Ke immediately became extremely alert, his eyes fixed on the red light flashing on the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon's body.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Might of the Demonic Dragon!"

Under the influence of the dual domains, Wang Feng immediately unleashed his Sixth Soul Skill, transforming his spear into a demonic dragon that hovered above the head of the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon, roaring incessantly.

The Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon stared in utter shock at the demonic dragon above its head, a chill running through its heart. It was clearly just a Soul Skill, but it felt as if this was a real dragon, almost reaching the level of a god.

It was at this moment that Su Ke seized the opportunity and set off.

Because the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon had previously overlooked Su Ke's presence, and was now affected by Wang Feng's Sixth Soul Skill, it did not immediately notice Su Ke's approach.

By the time it sensed something was wrong, Su Ke's attack was already upon it. The Abyss Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon had no time to defend itself; Su Ke's sword was already pressed against its body.

Fifth Soul Skill, Supporting the Heavens!

Suddenly, Wang Feng activated his Fifth Soul Skill. The swirling demonic dragon roared to the sky, and one spear shadow after another condensed and shot towards the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon in an instant.

The two attacked the same spot, determined to end the battle with a single blow.

However, the Abyssal Demonic Flood Dragon is, after all, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Even without defense, it would be almost impossible for two Soul Saints to inflict fatal damage on a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast with their full power.

However, among those who made the move, there was an unpredictable element: Wang Feng.