Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 377 The Dragon King Appears
Because the Ink Dragon seemed to be related to the Great Sun Profound Light Heaven-Opening Demon Ancestor, Gu Zhao and Bai Fei, as a precaution, led the Taoist priests to the Eight Hundred Li Ink Lake in Pingjiang Prefecture.

At this time, the Ink Dragon had already left, and all the demons and monsters in the Ink Lake had been subdued. The eight-hundred-mile-long Ink Lake was calm and still, shrouded in a light mist. Rays of sunlight shone through the mist onto the lake surface, revealing an extreme darkness.

"It truly lives up to its name, Ink Lake." Yun Yang descended to the lakeside, probing the water with his divine sense, trying to understand why the lake water was so black. "Is this... algae?"

"Haha, you didn't expect that, did you? The reason is actually quite simple," Master Yansong joked.

Yun Yang pursed his lips and nodded at the same time, "That's right. Without the help of magic, the only things that can change the color of river and lake water are algae or minerals. I just didn't expect there to be black algae."

Even in a world brimming with spiritual energy, the ecosystem is similar to that of Earth, and it must still follow basic physical and biochemical laws. Since Earth has red or green algae, it is not surprising that there is black algae here.

"Moreover, this black algae contains demonic energy." Master Jingfeng scooped up a handful of water. "This Ink Lake has indeed been transformed into a demonic realm, which is why those water demons have demonic energy on them."

"But Mo Jiao did not teach these water demons any demonic arts, so they only have demonic energy on them. Although they are tainted by demonic energy, some of them can even transform into demons, but they cannot use magic."

"From this perspective, although Mo Jiao obtained the inheritance of that damned Demon Ancestor, the environment of Mo Lake may not be as serious as that of Black Rock Mountain."

"Go down and take a look," Master Yihong pointed to the very center of Ink Lake. "The demonic energy is strongest there."

"go!"

Everyone flew to the center of Ink Lake, then used their true qi to protect themselves from the lake water before falling into the lake.

The lake was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, but that didn't stop the old Taoists from probing with their divine senses. They could see that there were still fish and water snakes swimming in the lake, but they seemed even more violent under the influence of demonic energy.

Besides that, there are countless aquatic plants that cover the bottom of the lake, resembling countless water snakes that spread up from the bottom and drift randomly in the water.

But everyone there was a master who had been around for hundreds or thousands of years. With a thought, they saw a clearing several hundred meters in diameter at the very center of the lake. There was no water plant or lake silt there, but a clean, flat area.

That must be where the Ink Dragon usually sleeps.

“There are runes on the ground.” Daoist Yansong was the first to notice the problem.

“There’s demonic energy in the patterns.” Master Yihong’s eyes flashed.

"It looks like a talisman for sealing or suppressing." Master Mingyu is most sensitive to runes. Although this rune is obviously not a Taoist rune, the trend of its patterns and the aura it exudes made him keenly aware of its function.

Master Shenhao landed and gently brushed away the loose sand and gravel on the stone slab. "This is a large stone slab. Perhaps something is sealed beneath it."

"Could the real demon realm be right beneath this stone slab?" Master Yuzhang raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Just look at it..."

"Buzz!"

The runes on the stone slab suddenly flashed with black light, and the demonic energy became noticeably stronger. It flickered for a moment as if breathing before returning to its original state.

There's something under the stone slab.

"It shouldn't be the Demon Realm, or rather, it's not just the Demon Realm."

"Could that be the true form of a Heavenly Demon?"

"Don't scare me!"

"Hahaha, huh?"

"Buzz!"

The next moment, the runes on the stone slab flashed with black light again, and the demonic energy surged. Then, the runes on the entire stone slab began to circulate, and finally returned to normal.

Perhaps due to the loss of the suppression by the black dragon, the demonic runes on the stone slab were like water without a source. Although they could suppress the changes under the stone slab each time, it was obviously becoming more and more difficult.

At the same time, wisps of energy seeped out from beneath the stone slab. "Such dense demonic energy!"

"It really is a demonic realm below, and it's even more serious than the area below Black Rock Mountain."

“There are other scents, somewhat similar to that of the loach, this is…”

"A dragon!" Bai Fei suddenly exclaimed, "This isn't the aura of a flood dragon, it's the aura of a real dragon!"

"Huh?" Everyone was startled by what they heard and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"How could there be a real dragon down there?" Li Qingshuang asked, standing right next to Bai Fei. "Aren't real dragons supposed to be in the East Sea?"

Bai Fei said quietly, "Have you forgotten that there is a real dragon in the Wanling River?"

Li Qingshuang was startled and exclaimed, "The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits? You mean the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits is sealed down here?"

Not to mention Li Qingshuang, even Gu Zhao was shocked.

He had heard the name Wanling Dragon King more than once. He was the initiator of the upheaval in Wanlingjiang thirty years ago. He was able to fight against the leader of the Xuanwei Divine Sect, and he was also the direct reason why the Xuanwei Divine Sect and the Spirit Court withdrew from Jiangnan.

However, after the battle thirty years ago, both the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits and the leader of the Xuanwei Divine Sect were injured and retreated. It is said that the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits sought a secluded place to cultivate and has not appeared for thirty years.

But more importantly...

"Isn't it said that Mo Jiao is the adopted son of the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits?" Li Qingshuang couldn't help but ask.

“Even biological fathers and sons can turn against each other, let alone godson.” Master Jingfeng sneered.

The next moment, a dragon's roar broke through the seal of the stone slab and rang in everyone's ears.

"hold head high--"

It was higher, more distant, and more penetrating than the roar of the black dragon, filled with the weight of time and the pressure of life itself.

As the dragon's roar resounded, even the fish and snakes corrupted by demonic energy scattered in panic, leaving a large blank space in the center of the lake.

At the same time, everyone's senses were also very sharp, and they all noticed the struggle and pain in the dragon's roar, as well as the faint demonic sound that was different from the dragon's roar.

"The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits has also cultivated demonic arts?" Master Mingchong asked incredulously.

“The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits is a true dragon of the East Sea with extraordinary talent. He has cultivated for over ten thousand years and has the potential to ascend to immortality. How could he possibly cultivate demonic arts?” Bai Fei shook her head and said.

"But there is indeed demonic intent in this dragon's roar." Daoist Yanling stroked his beard, his eyes flashing.

"Could it be that it has been corrupted by demonic energy?" Daoist Yanqi guessed.

Bai Fei hesitated for a moment, "But what is the level of the Myriad Spirits Dragon King? Even if the true form of the Heavenly Demon descends, killing him would be easy, but it would be impossible to lure him into demonic possession."

Master Shenhao twirled the golden fire bell in his hand and said calmly, "But didn't he take in a godson who practices demonic arts?"

Upon hearing this, everyone realized what was happening at once.

"He was ambushed by the Ink Dragon?"

"hold head high--"

The dragon's roar once again echoed through the stone slab, filled with anger and struggle, as well as violence and ferocity.

Gu Zhao's eyes narrowed. "Fellow martial uncles, follow me in reciting the 'Purifying Heart Mantra'!"

(End of this chapter)