A Mortal's Start in the Spirit Beast Mountain

Chapter 468 Reencounter with the Azure Dragon

Once again surrounded by the vast sea and sky, Luo Ming felt the pressure around him ease. Although his full-force attack had consumed a great deal of his mana and blood, leaving him slightly weak, he had finally escaped the deadly "Overturning Sea Barrier".

He had barely regained his footing when he immediately looked up, his gaze sharp as lightning, sweeping over the two figures who had been manipulating the flags outside the barrier.

The first thing that caught Luo Ming's eye was a young demon cultivator holding a blue flag, with a delicate face, short, blood-red horns on his head, and glaring at him with shock and anger. But when Luo Ming's gaze swept past him and landed on the girl not far away beside him, holding another blue flag, silently hovering in the air, with blue armor and blue horns, and a beautiful face, Luo Ming's heart skipped a beat! He was struck dumb, frozen on the spot.

That face—exquisitely beautiful, with exquisite features and a refined, ethereal air tinged with a natural indifference—beared an eight or nine-tenths resemblance to his eldest disciple, Mingyue! No, not just a resemblance, the facial features and the gaze were practically identical!

"Mingyue? No—that's not right—" Luo Ming immediately rejected the idea. Mingyue was a human cultivator who had already fled to the Inner Star Sea, and might even have gone to Tiannan.

The girl before him possessed a pure and powerful aura, an incomparably refined demonic energy. The exquisite blue dragon horns on her forehead clearly indicated her identity as a member of the dragon clan. Moreover, there was that faint, deep-seated sense of familiarity—

"It's... Azure Dragon? She's transformed? And she's even transformed into the shape of the bright moon?" Luo Ming instantly realized, and a complex emotion welled up inside him.

Yes, the Azure Dragon spent the most time with Mingyue back then, and their relationship was very deep. When it transformed into human form, its subconscious mind referenced the person it was closest to and most admired.

Their human appearance is perfectly normal.

He never expected to meet her again under these circumstances, and it seemed that she had returned to the Jiao clan and held a high position, now standing on the opposite side of him.

Luo Ming gazed deeply at the girl in blue armor. The girl was also staring blankly at him, her clear, cold eyes seemingly churning with countless emotions, yet forcibly suppressed, ultimately transforming into a bottomless, complex aura.

Their eyes met briefly in the air, everything was understood without words, yet an invisible chasm separated them.

Without hesitation, Luo Ming patted his waist and prepared to summon the Wind-Escape Shuttle once again.

He had already sensed that the Golden Flood Dragon King was dozens of miles away. If he delayed any longer, the other party would arrive here soon.

"Where do you think you're going! Stay here for me!" Blood Howl snapped out of his shock and saw that Luo Ming was still trying to run away despite his weakened state. He was furious and shouted, his figure flashed, and he turned into a streak of blood light, rushing straight at Luo Ming!

At the same time, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a blood-red cloud of mist with a pungent, sweet smell and containing potent poison and corrosive power. It spread out like a living thing, instantly covering a large area of ​​airspace in front of Luo Ming, intending to block his path.

"You're asking for it!" Luo Ming's eyes turned cold.

Although he had expended a great deal of energy, he was not someone that a mere early-stage demon cultivator could easily manipulate.

Just as he was preparing to teach the other party a profound lesson!

Without warning, a thin crack appeared in the void dozens of feet behind Luo Ming! A dark gold spear, wrapped in fine silver lightning patterns, shot out from the void like a venomous dragon emerging from its lair! The tip of the spear flashed coldly, locking onto Luo Ming's back!

Moreover, this time, it wasn't a long-distance projection, but rather it seemed to traverse space, appearing directly in front of Luo Ming at a speed that exceeded the limits of divine sense reaction!

"What?! How did he get here so fast?!" Luo Ming was terrified, alarm bells ringing in his mind.

He didn't even have time to think about how the Golden Dragon King could launch such a deadly attack from dozens of miles away; his survival instinct made him react as quickly as possible.

"Mysterious Primordial Heavy Water, suppress!"

Thirty-six shimmering black Xuan Yuan Pearls instantly flew out from his dantian, setting up a solid gravity field along an arcane trajectory in an attempt to slow down the speed of the golden spear light.

At the same time, the Myriad Spirits Blood Technique was running wildly within his body, and dark golden light flowed beneath his skin like mercury, instantly condensing into an ancient, heavy, dark golden armor covered with fine runes on his body.

This is the strongest defense he can unleash in a short period of time, condensing part of the power of the Golden Body Dharma Form onto his body surface!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The golden spear light pierced the Xuan Yuan gravity field, its speed indeed slowing down. It pierced through seven or eight Xuan Yuan beads in succession, emitting a dull thud.

The sound of impact was deafening. However, the power and sharpness contained in this spear were simply too terrifying; the Xuan Yuan Pearl could only slightly delay its attack, not completely block it.

Just as the spear tip was about to touch Luo Ming's dark gold vest armor, Luo Ming twisted his body strangely, like a fish swimming in water, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow to his back.

However, "Pfft!"

A slight sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh. Luo Ming felt a strange sensation in his left flank, a chilling cold followed by a burning pain.

He looked down and saw a strange, silver-white sword, as thin as a cicada's wing and about three feet long. It had appeared out of nowhere, like a ghost, from the void behind him and pierced his waist with precision, penetrating about an inch into his flesh!

Silver light flowed across the sword's blade, carrying a strange power that corroded flesh and froze magic, and was frantically drilling into his body!

If he hadn't reacted quickly and twisted his body at the last second, that sword would probably have pierced his dantian. "There's another trick up his sleeve?" Luo Ming's expression changed instantly, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He gritted his teeth, his right hand forming a knife-like shape, covered in intense blood and qi power, and slashed fiercely at the hilt of the silver-white short sword!

"Clang!" The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the silver-white short sword was knocked away, leaving a trail of blood. Blood flowed from the wound on Luo Ming's waist.

The flesh rolled over, silver light flashed, and the corrosive power made it difficult for the wound to heal quickly, causing waves of excruciating pain.

He didn't even have time to treat his wounds. He mustered up a bit of magic power, and his figure transformed into a much dimmer blue light, disappearing into the now fully visible Wind-Escape Shuttle.

"Whoosh! Wind Shuttle! Azure-gold light flashed wildly as he pushed his speed to the limit, transforming into a thin line and fleeing desperately in a direction slightly off from Silver Shark Island! This time, he didn't even dare to escape in a straight line towards Silver Shark Island, for fear of falling into a trap again."

Just ten breaths after Luo Ming disappeared, a figure appeared, clad in magnificent golden armor, with golden dragon horns on his head and a face as majestic as a god.

A figure radiating overwhelming dragon might and fury rapidly approached—it was none other than the Golden Flood Dragon King!

The Golden Dragon King frowned deeply, staring in the direction Luo Ming had left, a hint of surprise and seriousness flashing in his eyes.

"This kid—can he really break through the seal of the Overturning Sea Banner? Although it's just a replica, less than 30% as powerful as the original, with Blood Howl and Qing'er controlling it, trapping a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator for a while is no problem at all—" His thoughts raced.

"That giant axe just now was incredibly heavy and sharp, seemingly containing some kind of extreme sharpness—and that strange escape technique and defense—this person has many secrets, and also has an old grudge against my Jiaolong clan. He must not be allowed to live!"

He abruptly turned his head, his gaze like cold lightning, shooting towards the silent, blue-armored girl standing to the side, her eyelids lowered. His voice was icy, carrying an undeniable command: "Qing'er, come with me and continue the pursuit! This child is injured, his speed will surely be affected. Remember, once we catch up, you must personally behead him to prove your complete severance from the past and from humanity! Understand?"

The Golden Flood Dragon King's gaze was fixed on Qing'er, filled with scrutiny and pressure. He wanted to see what choice this descendant, of noble blood but with a somewhat special background, would make when facing her former master.

The young girl in blue armor trembled almost imperceptibly as she slowly raised her head to meet the Golden Flood Dragon King's gaze. Her beautiful face was expressionless, her eyes deep and unfathomable like an ancient well. She simply bowed slightly, her voice calm and undisturbed: "Qing'er—understands."

"Hmm!" The Golden Dragon King seemed satisfied with the blue-armored girl's reaction and said no more.

Instead of immediately chasing the cyan-gold escape light that was gradually disappearing into the distance, he moved swiftly and arrived at the luxurious and enormous dragon carriage in the distance.

Looking at this vehicle that had been built using a massive amount of resources, a hint of heartache flashed in the Golden Dragon King's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a resolute rejection.

He opened his mouth and spat out a drop of golden blood containing his life essence, which flew out and landed precisely on the core of a complex dragon relief array in the center of the dragon carriage.

"Buzz!!"

The dragon carriage trembled violently, its entire body radiating golden light! The four ferocious dragon head sculptures engraved on various parts of the carriage seemed to be instantly infused with life, their dragon eyes shining with scarlet light, and their mouths emitting deep and majestic dragon roars! An ancient, vast aura, seemingly capable of suppressing the void, emanated from the dragon carriage.

"Fortunately, I brought along this Sea-Riding Dragon Chariot, which is infused with the Void Crystal and possesses spatial abilities—otherwise, given his unpredictable speed and endless tricks, he might have really escaped today!"

The Golden Dragon King felt somewhat relieved upon seeing the activated dragon chariot, but his fierce expression deepened.

This rare space-flying magical artifact consumes an astonishing amount of energy, and to activate it, one must use the life essence of the Jiaolong clan. Furthermore, if the essence is not pure enough, it is difficult to control.

Without further delay, he swiftly formed hand seals, and beams of golden light entered the dragon carriage.

The luxurious dragon carriage, which was dozens of feet long, shrank rapidly amidst a series of soft "clicking" sounds and dazzling light, eventually transforming into an exquisite carriage that was only a few feet long and could just accommodate a few people.

The Golden Dragon King stepped into the carriage, and Blood Howl and the girl in blue armor dared not delay and quickly followed.

"Chase!"

The Golden Dragon King let out a low shout and poured his magic power into the carriage. The shrunken dragon carriage trembled slightly, and four animated dragon phantoms around it raised their heads and roared, causing ripples to spread in the space in front of the carriage.

The next moment, the entire dragon carriage, along with the three figures on it, transformed into a blurry golden stream of light, as if merging into the void. It flashed away in the direction Luo Ming had fled at a speed far beyond what the naked eye could perceive!

Its speed was even faster than the Golden Dragon King's solo flight, carrying a mysterious quality of traversing space.

Despite the excruciating pain from his waist wound, Luo Ming exerted all his magical power to dispel the lingering silver light, pushing the Wind-Escape Shuttle to its limit as he fled for his life.

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