I'm here in the martial arts world just to find love.

Looking up at Zhao Wuji falling from above, Jiang Chao used his arm to slap the water's surface and drift sideways at the last second.

Holding a large gourd and a peach wood sword, Zhao Wuji slammed straight into the water.

"Thump!"

After a while, the young Taoist priest finally emerged from the water, looking rather disheveled.

Jiang Chao was drawn to the large gourd in the other person's hand. In the darkness, the gourd, which had looked ordinary before, was now shining brightly, with circles of soft golden light emanating from its surface.

Jiang Chao said, "Brother Zhao, this gourd of yours looks quite extraordinary."

Zhao Wuji said, his lips trembling:

"An old artifact passed down from our sect, specifically designed to deal with dragons."

Jiang Chao nodded, not asking further about the gourd's origin, but instead asked:

"Brother Zhao, do you know where that dragon has gone?"

  

This cave, which leads directly to the underground river, was supposedly dug out by the dragon, but the dragon is no longer there. They are in this dark river, not knowing where it leads. Perhaps the dragon is no longer here.

Although Jiang Chao smelled a strange fragrance as he fell, the fragrance had faded considerably by then, making it unlikely that he could find the dragon's trail through that scent.

We can only place our hopes on this mysterious Taoist priest, Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji nodded. "Young Master Jiang, please don't be impatient. Let me ask about this peach wood sword."

After saying that, he held up the ridiculously large black peach wood sword in his hand and muttered some incantations. Jiang Chao couldn't hear what he was chanting, but he figured it was some kind of Taoist incantation.

Finally, a loud shout was heard from the other side:

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

Jiang Chao heard the last sentence clearly.

It's a Taoist code of conduct.

However, what happened next made Jiang Chao's eyes widen in surprise.

The once pitch-black underground river suddenly appeared as if it had been coated with a layer of silver light, and the source of this silver light was the lightning-struck peach wood sword in the Taoist's hand!

The black peach wood sword, now completely silver-white, seemed to have become a beacon in the darkness, illuminating the entire underground river.

"There it is!"

Zhao Wuji held the glowing peach wood sword in his hand, pointed in a certain direction, and said in a deep voice.

Jiang Chao subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction the other person was pointing.

Just a few dozen feet away, a huge black shadow was seen perched on a hill made of stalactites.

Ink Dragon!

The black dragon was enormous, its entire body as black as ink. Under the light of the entire silver dark river, its dense black scales reflected a ghostly glow, making it appear exceptionally ferocious and terrifying.

boom!

Jiang Chao's pupils suddenly contracted.

Upon fully seeing the true form of this black dragon, an unprecedented sense of natural oppression immediately overwhelmed me, striking the deepest part of my soul.

Forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart and the fear that rose in his mind, Jiang Chao's lips curled up slightly, and he unconsciously gripped the Mo Xie sword in his hand. His true energy flowed like a tide, ready to be unleashed.

It turned out that this mythical beast, which once only existed in legends, was lurking silently less than a hundred feet away from them!

"Brother Zhao, I'll go and meet it first!" Jiang Chao said in a deep voice.

Before Zhao Wuji could answer, the boy slapped the water with both hands and soared into the sky.

The next moment, the boy strode across the dark river as if walking on flat ground, rushing towards the enormous creature that was coiled a hundred feet away.

That silhouette did have a bit of a chivalrous air about it... what a load of rubbish!

"!!!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw this.

He immediately lost his temper.

You reckless young man, why are you so impatient?!

Didn't you see that the black dragon didn't notice us at all?

Otherwise, the moment we land, this ferocious beast would pounce on us, and we wouldn't even have a chance to speak.

Why don't we sneak over and take it by surprise, then suddenly give it a good thrashing?

But at this point, no matter how angry or frustrated he was, it was all in vain.

The boy ran too fast and moved too fast, his figure becoming a blur. The hundred-zhang distance was covered in the blink of an eye, and Zhao Wuji had no chance to stop him, nor could he.

We could only watch helplessly as the other side recklessly charged forward to their deaths.

"Moo~~~"

A low growl, sounding like a cow but not quite, was heard. The black dragon, which had been coiled on a pile of stalactites, devouring the extremely yin energy of the underground water veins from a spring, noticed the movement behind it.

There was no way around it; the commotion caused by the boy's running was simply too great, so great that even the black dragon, who originally didn't take the two ants seriously, couldn't help but notice him.

The majesty of an ancient creature was greatly challenged. The black dragon was furious and roared to the sky. However, it did not make any big moves, but just flicked its tail.

A tremendous howling sound rang out from the underground space, and the tail of the black dragon, which was as thick as a person's embrace, transformed into a black whip shadow, sweeping towards the boy.

This level of power is so formidable that even martial arts masters known for their physical prowess would not dare to confront it head-on, let alone ordinary martial artists.

The gap between humans and mythical beasts is natural and insurmountable.

Zhao Wuji closed his eyes helplessly, only thinking that the boy's death shouldn't be too gruesome, otherwise it would be troublesome for him to collect the body.

the other side.

As the river tide drew near, he smelled that strange fragrance once again, and this time it was even stronger, even somewhat pungent.

The boy's appetite was whetted, as if the dragon beast before him was not some ferocious creature, but an incomparably delicious dish.

A voice kept urging him from the bottom of his heart.

Hurry up and eat me! My dragon skin, tendons, bones, blood, and flesh are all highly nourishing. Eat me and you will gain the power of a dragon!

Jiang Chao could no longer contain his excitement. He let out a long roar, raised the Mo Xie sword high in his hand, and without dodging or avoiding the sweeping dragon tail, he slashed down with the sword.

"clang!"

A loud metallic clang suddenly rang out.

The next instant, Jiang Chao was sent flying and crashed into the rock wall.

Because of the immense force, he was completely embedded in the incredibly hard rock wall, which had been eroded by the tides for countless years.

Seeing Jiang Chao so easily defeated, the dragon with its head held high flashed a hint of contempt in its large, pale golden eyes.

He then ignored it and continued to bury himself in absorbing the water essence that had accumulated over thousands of years in the water veins.

"Cough cough cough, I was careless."

Jiang Chao struggled to pry himself off the rock wall, slid down, and landed firmly on the dark river. He lowered his head, spat out a clump of blood into the water, and rubbed the area in his waist and abdomen that had been struck by the dragon's tail.

Previously, I was only focused on using my true energy to fight back, and I forgot to activate the trace of bloodline power within my body.

He wasn't known for his internal energy; his real trump card was the power of the Qilin bloodline within him.

The Qilin is an ancient auspicious beast with extremely strong and yang bloodline and the power of regeneration. In addition, it has been tempered into steel by its father, Jiang Buwen, when it was young.

Once fully unleashed, his physical defenses would be so strong that even his father, Jiang Buwen, might not be able to break through them.

...provided that his father doesn't use that trick.

Jiang Chao snapped out of his thoughts and casually tossed the Moye sword behind him.

With a clang, the longsword sank into the rock wall.

The boy rubbed his wrists, took a deep breath, and his muscles and bones crackled.

In just two breaths, his originally seven-foot-tall frame instantly grew a foot and a half taller.

The boy's upper body clothes were torn to shreds, revealing his strong muscles underneath. Dark red, mysterious patterns gradually emerged from the boy's originally fair skin and spread all over his body.

This extremely horrifying scene nearly made Zhao Wuji's eyes pop out of their sockets, even though he was a hundred feet away.

"...My goodness!"