Loan Wusheng

Chapter 244 The Nine Abyss Dragon Locking Formation, the Dragon King of Jiangzhou Emerges!
"Where did this human come from, daring to treat my race as..."

"..."

A cold glint appeared, the blade flashing like frost.

With a slight twist of his wrist, Zheng Jun drew a piercing arc with the blade. Before the dragon could even let out a mournful cry, its massive head crashed to the ground.

The demon core glowed with a ghostly blue-bloody light. He flipped his palm and put it into his sleeve with fluid movements, as if he were merely picking a ripe wild fruit.

The scales of the little white dragon beneath Zheng Jun's feet rustled, and its amber vertical pupils reflected the still-warm corpses of its kin.

Its ears seemed to be filled with the painful howls of its own kind.

In the past few hours, Zheng Jun has killed seven Tongqiao dragons and twenty-six Waigang dragons.

Whether it is the first level of the External Force or the fifth level of the Opening Aperture Realm.

Anyone whose cultivation level was below the Yuan Dan stage was killed by Zheng Jun with a single strike.

There were no surprises.

Zheng Jun didn't even say another word.

It seemed as if they were determined to annihilate the Jiangzhou Dragon Clan.

For a moment, the little white dragon could only take a deep breath, carrying Zheng Jun to continue slaughtering its own kind, while fearfully whispering, "Your Majesty...Your Majesty, did you come to the Dragon Palace with any...any instructions? We can discuss it, there's no need for this..."

It was truly unimaginable that Zheng Jun had any grudge against their Jiangzhou Longting.

After all, I really haven't offended them.

Although a small meeting has already been held within the dragon clan, if there is an opportunity to deal with Zheng Jun, who is suspected of possessing the 'Radiant Sun', they will definitely take action. But they haven't taken action yet, have they?

Why did Zheng Jun come to our door to kill us?

And so decisively and efficiently?
The so-called Great Han Dynasty did not border Jiangzhou.

They originally expected that Zheng Jun would at least resolve the disputes in the north and become the hegemon of the north before launching a military campaign southward.

How did Zheng Jun manage to arrive in Jiangzhou so quickly and secretly, capture me, and force me to take him to the Dragon Palace?
The little white dragon really couldn't understand it.

"You wicked dragons, you devour people by nature, everyone has the right to kill you!"

Zheng Jun chuckled lightly, then spoke with righteous indignation, appearing completely certain of his words.

Upon seeing this, the little white dragon was astonished for a long time.

This is Jiangzhou, Jiangzhou!
We didn't go to Bozhou/Lanzhou/Suzhou/Zhili/Guanzhong/Longzhou to eat people, so what's it to you? Even the Emperor of Great Wu wasn't worried, why do you need to uphold justice?

The little white dragon didn't believe Zheng Jun's words at all, but it didn't dare to refute them. It could only flatter him in a trembling voice, saying, "Your Majesty is benevolent. All the land under heaven belongs to Your Majesty. Your Majesty's unification of the world is just around the corner."

Seeing this, Zheng Jun neither agreed nor disagreed, but simply urged the little white dragon to continue forward.

It's actually quite simple.

For resources.

After all, he possessed the 'Great Dao Martial Arts Manual', learned the 'Radiant Sun Flowing Light', could obtain repayment progress by slaying dragons, could directly consume and refine demon cores, and could put all his resources into 'Fangcun Mountain' to take with him for weapon refining.

More importantly, the dragon race are demons, and they are inherently isolated and helpless, with few allies.

In addition, there are three other advantages.

First and foremost, the Dragon Abyss Blade absorbed the essence of the Flood Dragon, enhancing its power and transforming itself into a treasure among treasures.

Secondly, the Dragon Clan's use of formations is extremely poor, so Zheng Jun basically doesn't need to consider the possibility that demons can use formations.

Finally, the Dragon Court of Jiangzhou has also collected a considerable amount of resources and treasures, which are rightfully mine to use.

With so many benefits combined, it was hard for Zheng Jun not to take action.

Zheng Jun was hoping that after completing this job, he could directly reach the peak of the Yuan Dan realm, receive the 'Lord of the World' Dharma Image in advance, and then go beat up the kids.

For Zheng Jun, Jiangzhou Longting was a treasure trove. Of the three major demon gathering places in the Central Plains, only this place did not have a demon sage guarding it. Anyone who could resist going there would be a god.

With this thought in mind, Zheng Jun immediately continued to hold his breath and concentrate, wielding the Dragon Abyss Blade with wide, sweeping movements. He smiled as he watched another external dragon rolling towards him from not far away.

"The twenty-seventh external dragon. There are indeed many dragons in Jiangzhou."

……

Deep within the Dragon Palace of Jiangzhou, the dark blue water curtain trembled violently.

The eldest prince of the Jiangzhou Dragon Clan, Ao Qing, a dragon at the peak of the Tongqiao realm and half a step into the Yuan Dan realm, sat coiled on the coral throne, his dragon claws tightly gripping the communication jade slip, the muscles beneath his scales taut with rage.

The jade slip continuously emitted the death screams of his clansmen, each sound like a sharp awl piercing his soul.

"Report——!"

A crab general with a broken whisker staggered into the main hall, blood still dripping from its shell: "Your Highness, the nineteenth grandson, carrying that straw-cloaked man, has broken through the seventh water barrier, and all the patrol guards along the way have been wiped out!"

The hall suddenly became dead silent.

The eight dragons with their energies coiled around the bronze pillar. Upon hearing this, they all let out low roars, their whiskers whipping the air like steel whips.

Below, thirty external dragons had bloodshot eyes, and the rocks under their claws were crushed into dust.

The three sea monsters at the Tongqiao Realm—the Xuan Turtle, the Blood Shark, and the Thunder Eel—each unleashed their natal demonic weapons, their bodies surging with malevolent energy.

"What a presumptuous human in a straw raincoat! Does he treat us as if we are nothing?"

Ao Qing's vertical pupils shrank to slits, his dragon tail slammed down and shattered half of the jade table. His whole body trembled with rage as he shouted, "His Majesty is refining the 'Azure Sea Pearl.' This villain dares to come here, he must have seized the opportunity when His Majesty cannot make a move. Today, all of you will come with me. Today, we will extract the soul of this madman and refine his spirit to appease the souls of my clan's dead!"

"Yes!"

The dragons trembled and swam away together.

They plan to activate the 'Nine Abyss Dragon Locking Formation'.

This formation was created by a great dragon saint in the past.

For use in...

Isolating oneself.

When the dragon race was dwindling, the last remaining Great Sage of the dragon race, in order to ensure the continuation of the dragon race, signed an alliance with many Dharma forms of the human race. The dragon race of Jiangzhou would never leave the river in full force. Therefore, the 'Nine Abyss Dragon Locking Formation' was established, on the one hand to restrict the dragon race from leaving in full force, and on the other hand to ensure the safety of the dragon race.

Three thousand nine hundred years ago, a half-step Yuan Dan martial arts master known as the "Taoist of Subduing Dragons" appeared in Jiangzhou. He wanted to break into the Jiangzhou Dragon Clan, take the dragon's blood to attain enlightenment, and become a Yuan Dan Martial Saint.

At that time, the Jiangzhou Dragon Clan was at its weakest, without the Yuan Dan Demon King to guard it. The Dragon Clan then activated this formation and killed that 'Subduing Dragon Daoist'.

With another formidable enemy at their doorstep, although the dragon race is no longer as weak, using this formation can still save a lot of energy.

"kill!"

Ao Qing's eyes gleamed with a cold light, giving him a murderous look.

"..."

An hour later, Zheng Jun rode the white dragon into a strange body of water.

The river water here was as solid as gel, and every ten feet forward felt like hitting an invisible iron wall. Dense ancient dragon patterns appeared on the surrounding dark blue water curtain, each pattern flashing with blood-red lightning.

"Your Majesty..." Upon seeing this, the white dragon's pupils constricted sharply, and it trembled uncontrollably as it said, "This is a forbidden formation of the Dragon Palace, which requires dragon blood as a catalyst to activate..."

"Noisy."

Zheng Jun stomped on half of its dragon horn and shattered it, then looked up at the distance.

There, a vast expanse of spiritual energy surges!

"Boom!"

The words were still ringing in their ears when eight bronze dragon pillars rose from the bottom of the water, each topped with a dragon at the Tongqiao Realm, which was using its essence and blood as a sacrifice to activate the Heaven and Earth Array!
Ao Qing, perched atop the central pillar, shimmered with a ghostly light from the purplish-black lightning pearl in his claws, and roared like thunder: "Human! Do you really think my Jiangzhou Dragon Clan is nothing but fish on a chopping block?!"

Before he finished speaking, thirty external dragons pounced from all directions, their claws tearing and tails sweeping in accordance with the secrets of the formation. Each strike triggered a burst of water and lightning, and thousands of blood-red lightning bolts, like a net from heaven and earth, crashed down on Zheng Jun!
The three-headed sea monsters each displayed their ferocity: the Xuan Turtle spewed out bone-corroding black mist, the Blood Shark stirred up a vortex like a blade wheel, and the Thunder Eel transformed into lightning and stabbed straight at Zheng Jun's back!
"You little mudskippers, you really know how to create surprises for me."

Zheng Jun chuckled and drew his Dragon Abyss Blade with a clang!

Before the sword's cry had even faded, the entire body of water seemed to be struck by lightning, boiling violently!

Azure-gold true essence exploded from his body, condensing into eight ferocious golden dragons, their scales bristling, which then devoured the bronze giant pillar.

Before the blood-red lightning could strike, it was torn apart and devoured by the dragon shadow, and even rolled back along the array patterns, backfiring on the caster!
"puff!"

The eight dragons simultaneously spewed out their essence and blood, their roars filled with mournful sorrow!
The thunder pearl in Ao Qing's palm exploded with a deafening roar, the purple-black lightning causing his vertical pupils to shrink sharply: "You actually managed to reverse what the Ancestral Dragon created..."

"break!"

Zheng Jun slashed horizontally with his sword, the blade flashing like a crescent moon across the riverbed.

The eight bronze pillars were broken at waist height, and the dragons on the pillars were crushed into dust by the blade's energy before they could even cry out!
Ao Qing's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He threw the Thunder Pearl with hatred, but Zheng Jun clenched his five fingers together. With a 'bang', the purplish-black lightning exploded in his palm. It roared and struggled like a trapped beast, but in the end... it didn't even leave a white mark.

"Impossible! You're not just a half-step Core Formation cultivator, you're...you're a Core Formation Martial Saint?!"

Ao Qing's roar came to an abrupt halt.

Zheng Jun's figure appeared above his head like a ghost, his five fingers hooking around the dragon's horns: "You just noticed? What a pity."

"Crack!"

With a crisp crack as the dragon horn broke, Zheng Jun's aura surged.

The azure gold true essence mingled with the dragon blood, actually condensing into a blurry imperial phantom behind him. The phantom wore a twelve-tassel crown, and with a wave of his hand, he crushed the bones of thirty outer qi dragons!
The three-headed sea monster was terrified at the sight and turned to flee, but was grabbed by the emperor's phantom from a distance, and its demon core and soul were forcibly extracted!
Zheng Jun shook off the remaining blood from his Dragon Abyss Blade, stepped over Ao Qing's corpse, and gazed into the depths of the Dragon Palace.

There, an aura far more terrifying than that of the Qi Opening Realm is awakening...

The little white dragon was trembling with fear.

This ending left no surprise, only despair.

There's nothing more to say about my uncle's initiative in taking a Yuan Dan Martial Saint out as a gift.

Zheng Jun sensed the terrifying aura awakening deep within the Dragon Palace and, without a second thought, reached out and took all the demon cores.

Whether it was the Tongqiao or the Waigang, Zheng Jun accepted them all without hesitation.

“It feels so good.”

Zheng Jun was filled with emotion, praising the Jiangzhou Dragon Court again and again in his heart.

After all, in the whole world, the only place that could obtain so many demon cores at once, besides this place, is probably the Northern and Southern Demon Courts.

Even the Qin King's army didn't have this many Tongqiao and Waigang demons.

At the same time, Zheng Jun was filled with emotion. This demon with the ability to understand the mind was now like a pig or a dog in front of him, and could be easily killed.

It feels like a lifetime ago.

"Roar--!!!"

A dragon's roar erupted from the deepest part of the Jiangzhou Dragon Palace, the sound waves like the collapse of the sky and the cracking of the earth, and the entire Lujiang River instantly boiled!
The rock strata at the bottom of the river collapsed with a roar under the dragon's might, and spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly; the dark blue water curtain was torn into countless fragments by an invisible force, as if stars had fallen into an abyss.

The waves on the shore of the East China Sea surged hundreds of feet high, schools of fish darted about in fright, and giant whales in the deep sea cried out as they plunged into the darkness, even the shadows trembled.

The 800-li Lujiang River trembled, and giant waves surged in the East China Sea!

"boom--!"

The dome of the Dragon Palace collapsed with a roar, and a giant red-scaled dragon, hundreds of feet long, broke through the barrier and emerged!

"Roar--!"

The dragon's head proudly breaks through the water, its bronze-tree-like horns pierce the sky, and every branch is wrapped with blood-red lightning.

The dragon's body did not move, but its oppressive aura had already arrived!
The scales, branded with ancient thunder patterns, lit up one after another, as if ten thousand bolts of lightning were surging between the dragon scales.

As the dragon's eyes opened and closed, a phantom of a blood moon appeared and disappeared in its pupils, turning the entire body of water crimson like a prison!
The oppressive aura of a Yuan Dan realm demon descended with a deafening roar, and the air solidified like lead and mercury.

The white dragon beneath Zheng Jun's feet let out a mournful cry, its bowl-sized scales bursting open one after another, and it curled up like a shrimp, no longer daring to raise its head to look directly at the dragon's might.

"The Dragon King...the Dragon King has emerged from seclusion..."

The little white dragon trembled, not daring to raise its head, its eyes filled with terror.

After all, it was the one who led the way, causing the slaughter of most of the dragon race. Now that the Dragon King has emerged from seclusion, if he wins, he will surely kill it.

"You are a Martial Saint of the Human Race!"

The roar of Ao Huang, the Dragon King of Jiangzhou, transformed into a sonic wave, shattering all the fish and shrimp along the way into a bloody mist. With a flick of his dragon claw, nine dragon pearls intertwined with purple lightning condensed, and his voice was as cold as ancient ice: "You have killed my children and grandchildren and destroyed my Dragon Palace. Today, I will surely extract your soul to light the heavenly lantern!"

The Dragon King of Jiangzhou is truly enraged.

It does not usually contend with humans and always prioritizes forbearance.

Normally, they only eat fishermen and farmers with no background. They don't even devour powerful outsiders of the human race. They ignore the Tongqiao families and only send them fish and shrimp as a token of goodwill every year.

In the previous attempts to recruit humans, it declined both the King of Yue of the Great Zhou and Lu Meng of the Eastern Wu. Instead, it sent some of its offspring from the Outer Gang to assist in various regions, hoping to cultivate more Tongqiao Jiaolong (a type of dragon) from the Jiangzhou Dragon Clan and build good relations with the new dynasty.

But unexpectedly, its concessions led some humans to come and kill its descendants!

How could the old dragon of Jiangzhou not be furious?!

Faced with the overwhelming pressure of the Yuan Dan Old Dragon, Zheng Jun's robes fluttered, but he did not retreat even half a step.

A mocking smile played on his lips as he pointed the Dragon Abyss Blade diagonally towards the riverbed. Drops of blood, still wet on the blade, rolled down its edge, drawing a glaring line of blood amidst the solidified dragon's might.

"Not bad, quite imposing."

Zheng Jun, standing on the little white dragon, commented on the aura of the old dragon from Jiangzhou, and then said: "You are much stronger than the Deer Demon King of the Northern Demon Court, and also more powerful than that so-called High Priest of the Western Di, King Zhao, and King Qin. You can be compared with the Hu Yang Chanyu of the Western Di and King Jin who has magic weapons."

"With your strength, you must be thinking of condensing a Dharma body, right? Which Dharma body are you plotting? Let me broaden my horizons. Be quick in your actions later, so that this old dragon suffers less."

The name Zheng Jun uttered bloomed like lotus petals one after another, and the old dragon of Jiangzhou's pupils suddenly contracted. A name that had recently become a household name struck its mind like a thunderbolt!
Since the chaos began, Emperor Zheng Jun of the Great Han Dynasty has been the strongest in the Central Plains. He has killed six top-level experts who were Yuan Dan Martial Saints: the Deer Demon King, Qin King Li Xun, Jin King Li Shen, Zhao King Li Bi, the High Priest of the Western Di, and the Hu Yang Chanyu of the Western Di. He now dominates six states and owns a quarter of the territory. He is known as the strongest country in the Central Plains. He has been practicing martial arts for ten years and has already advanced to the Yuan Dan Martial Saint level!

"You are Emperor Zheng Jun of the Han Dynasty?!"

Old Long from Jiangzhou spoke with a tone full of apprehension.

(End of this chapter)