The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 2189 Yinglong
Qinghai Lake seemed to possess life, but at this moment it has lost its life.

He is dead.

Winter, like a giant hand, has long since seized the throat of this plateau, turning the vast expanse of blue waves into a desolate, desolate ice field.

A sudden north wind arose, whipping up snow and sand that whistled sharply across the smooth, mirror-like ice, sweeping across thousands of faces, blue with cold. Many faces revealed a hint of greed.

The cold glint of drawn swords formed a dense, moving thicket of thorns, relentlessly pressing towards the towering black reef island in the heart of the ice field—Seaheart Mountain.

The ice beneath their feet groaned dully and continuously, like a sigh from the depths of the earth.

Less than two hundred feet!
In the murky air, a viscous desire, as if it were a tangible substance, locked onto the snow-covered hollow on the mountaintop, shrouded in the thin sunlight.

The legendary "Heavenly Roc Egg," which can transform a person and grant them instant access to the heavens, must be located there!

At the summit of Haixin Mountain, a huge, gray-black "rock," half-buried in snow and withered, frozen grass, blends perfectly with the rugged mountainside, with clear traces of wind and snow.

Just now—

The "rock" suddenly came to life!
The ice, snow, moss, and even the texture of the rock itself covering its surface suddenly began to flow, as if melted and peeled away by an invisible flame!

The gray-black faded away, instantly replaced by a cold, heavy, bluish-gray scale armor that shimmered with a bronze glow!

His narrow eyelids suddenly lifted, and a pair of vertical pupils, like molten gold, suddenly lit up in the swirling snowflakes, churning with a fury that could boil the entire frozen lake!
Its massive body still stands before the snowdrift, like a bronze fortress suddenly awakened, faithfully guarding the strange depression behind it—a soft, seven-colored halo shines through the snow, flowing dreamlike, bringing an untimely warmth and vitality to the cold mountaintop.

"Heavenly Roc Rainbow Egg!" At the front of the group, an old man with a bushy beard held a pair of purple-gold octagonal hammers, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light!
If it weren't for Feng Jiuxiao and the others being ahead, he, like everyone else, would have already been unable to hold back and rushed forward!

They suddenly noticed that Feng Jiuxiao and the others' carriage had stopped moving forward, as if it had encountered some kind of obstacle. Just as they were wondering about this, the horses of two carriages suddenly turned around and ran wildly, as if they had been frightened!

Fortunately, Feng Jiuxiao and the others reacted quickly and immediately brought the frightened horse under control, and everything seemed to return to calm.

To everyone's surprise, Feng Jiuxiao and the others actually changed direction! They seemed to want to avoid the "Tianpeng" and land on the island from the flank!
When "Tianpeng" stood upright, Chili exclaimed, "Is that a roc?"

Feng Jiuxiao's eyes flashed: "This is Yinglong!"

Chili's pupils contracted: "Yinglong?"

Yuan Zishan gazed at the enormous creature, her face grave: "The *Classic of Mountains and Seas*, *Great Wilderness North Classic*, records: 'Yinglong killed Chiyou and then Kuafu, and went to live in the south, hence the south has much rain.' 'Chiyou made weapons to attack the Yellow Emperor, and the Yellow Emperor ordered Yinglong to attack him in the wilderness of Jizhou. Yinglong stored water, and Chiyou asked the Wind God and Rain Master to unleash a great wind and rain. The Yellow Emperor then sent down the heavenly maiden Ba, and the rain stopped, and Chiyou was killed.' The *Classic of Mountains and Seas*, *Great Wilderness East Classic*, records: 'In the northeast corner of the Great Wilderness, there is a mountain called Xiongli Hill, where Yinglong lived in the south. After killing Chiyou and Kuafu, he could not return to the south, hence the frequent droughts. When the drought occurred, it took the form of Yinglong, and then there was great rain.' The *Chu Ci*, *Heavenly Questions*, records: 'Yinglong of the rivers and seas, what are its forms and history?' I thought Yinglong had become extinct, but I never expected to see it here!"

Chili asked, "Why does Miss think Yinglong is extinct?"

Yuan Zishan said, "Since the Spring and Autumn Period, there have been no records of Yinglong. All the legends in later generations are basically about the story of killing Chiyou and Kuafu. So I think that Yinglong has been extinct since the Spring and Autumn Period!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Let's go around it. Don't confront it head-on." He was unparalleled in lightness skills and naturally wasn't afraid of being injured by Yinglong's claws, but Chili, Erni, and the others would inevitably get hurt!

Furthermore, if I and Pang Shiwu and the others were to fight Yinglong, wouldn't that be giving those people an easy win? I'm taking the risk, and you're just trying to pick up the scraps? You're dreaming!

Want to steal the colored eggs? Come on, try it yourself!

Therefore, Feng Jiuxiao and his group made a grand procession around the island from the left, seemingly giving up on landing.

Yinglong's eyes seemed to sense his anger as he looked at the ten carriages and dozens of humans, gradually moving away. His vertical pupils contracted and expanded several times before his gaze shifted to the dark mass of people!
Several dozen feet in front of the crowd, there were two figures.

Yan Qi and Mr. Mo.

Yan Qi asked, "Why did Feng Jiuxiao give up on landing on the island?"

Mr. Mo's eyes flickered: "He hasn't given up! He wants to avoid the enemy's sharp edge and circle around to land on the island from the rear!"

Yan Qi's eyes lit up: "Then let's follow them!"

They followed the footprints and cart tracks left by Feng Jiuxiao and the others! Yinglong stared intently at the approaching group of martial arts heroes; it could sense the greed and murderous intent emanating from them!
The bearded old man suddenly roared and pounced into the air towards the seven-colored halo! Dozens of figures followed closely behind him, sword energy and saber aura tearing through the cold wind, determined to crush the guardian object!

"Sizzle—!"

A deafening roar, far more piercing and ear-piercing than the north wind, ripped through the deathly silence of the icy plain!

That wasn't a bird's cry; it was a death knell, a massive, fleshy wing that instantly pierced the air barrier!

The bronze fortress atop the mountain suddenly collapsed—or rather, it unleashed the pent-up fury of its guardianship accumulated over millennia into a devastating catapult!

A colossal claw, covered in thick, bluish-gray scales, shattered the hard frozen rock beneath its feet. Its massive wings spread wide, the scimitar-like claw tips at the wing bones gleaming eerily. Its enormous body didn't soar; rather, like a blood-and-flesh meteor hurled by an ancient giant, it swept down with a stench and fury, crashing down upon the densest part of the crowd on the ice below—a crowd erupting in jubilant roars as their leader successfully "landed." It slammed down!

The target was the bearded old man with the purple-gold hammer and the hundreds of martial arts heroes who were crowded within ten feet of him and had no time to disperse!
The shadows, the shadows of death, obscured the pale light reflecting off the ice.

The bearded old man was the first to be hit!
His ecstasy froze on his face, and he felt as if the sky above his head had suddenly been replaced by a huge "cliff" flowing with bronze color!
A foul, scorching wind rushed in first, almost suffocating him. He roared, channeling all his life's power into his arms, and a pair of heavy, purple-gold octagonal hammers, imbued with the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, slammed down on the descending "cliff" above him! He wanted to repel this monster, at least to buy himself a chance to survive!
"Clang—Snap!!!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing mixed with the agonizing sound of bones shattering!

The golden hammer smashed into the giant claw palm covered with blue scales, like an egg hitting an anvil!
The hammerhead instantly twisted and deformed, then crashed back!

The old man's arms, which made him famous, were like two fragile, withered branches, cracking inch by inch from his shoulder blades to his finger bones!

Before he could even scream, the enormous dragon claw slammed down like smashing a rotten watermelon!
puff!

A dull thud. Blood mist mixed with shattered bones and mangled flesh exploded violently, like a brutal ink painting splashed on a pristine white ice field! Thick blood and fragments of broken organs rained down on the faces and bodies of dozens of astonished experts around them.

"Ah—!" The brief silence was broken by a shrill scream that was so intense it was almost unrecognizable.

But the screams were instantly drowned out by an even more ferocious slaughter. Yinglong's massive body crashed into the crowd like a meteorite!
boom!!!
The ice beneath their feet emitted a tremendous, teeth-grinding groan, its surface cracking wildly, like a spiderweb, spreading from the point of impact! The violent tremors caused hundreds to lose their footing and tumble to the ground like gourds! Before they could even get up, the ice shattered, and many experts fell into the icy lake!

The instant Yinglong's claws landed on the surface of the frozen lake, a killing storm swept across the area!
The enormous head lunged forward, its massive jaws, filled with dagger-like, interlocking fangs, snapping open and seizing a grey-clad swordsman who attempted to leap backward. The swordsman's movements were as swift as a ghost, yet he couldn't outrun the dragon's precision!

"Crack!"

A crisp, chilling chewing sound. The gray-clad swordsman, along with his swiftly thrusting sword, vanished instantly into the gaping maw of the abyss!
Warm blood gushed out like a waterfall from between the huge teeth on both sides of the dragon's mouth, drenching the several people who had fallen and were dizzy on the ice below!
His two legs fell limply onto the red-stained ice, twitching on their own.

The dragon's tail, as thick as a battering ram, swept out with a dull thud!

Several experts who had just struggled to climb out of the frozen lake didn't even see what was coming from before they felt an irresistible, crushing force coming from their waists and abdomens, with muffled cracking sounds of bones breaking echoing through the air! Their bodies were twisted and sent flying like scarecrows being whipped by a giant force, crashing onto the ice in the distance and falling silent!
Swords! Countless swords, imbued with different internal energies and gleaming with cold light, slashed at Yinglong's massive body with roars and despair! Neck, back, limbs!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The dense, thunderous roar, like a torrential downpour striking iron blades, echoed across the frozen lake!

Sparks flew wildly and leaped across the thick, bluish-gray scales!
Those sharp weapons, capable of splitting stone tablets and cleaving through fine steel, left only countless shallow white marks on the scales! Even the sword masters of the Kongtong and Diancang sects were no better than that!
The force of the recoil traveled through the weapons, causing many to have their hands shattered and their arm bones broken! Screams and the clanging of weapons falling from hands to the ground filled the air.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! The ice is about to crack! These fanged scales cannot be broken by human power!" Finally, someone with a clear mind issued a heart-wrenching warning.

Fear exploded like a plague, and the crowd began to collapse, surging wildly backward. The ice beneath their feet groaned even louder under the countless panicked tramplings and the violent impacts of the previous collisions, cracks spreading and crisscrossing, revealing the bottomless lake water beneath the ice cracks with a cold, dark light.

Yinglong's molten gold vertical pupils swept coldly across the retreating crowd, finally locking onto the snow-covered hollow at the mountain peak once more—the seven-colored halo remained gentle and calm, flowing with an unchanging rhythm of life, as if the bloody purgatory unfolding on this icy lake had nothing to do with it.

A bloodstained rag, whipped up by a strong wind, drifted toward the edge of the depression, but the moment it touched the halo of light, it seemed to fall into an invisible barrier and quietly slipped away.

A deep, menacing roar, filled with warning and boundless majesty, rolled out from the depths of Yinglong's blood-soaked throat, as dull as thunder rumbling from the earth, pressing heavily on the hearts of every survivor.

Its massive body lowered slightly, its muscles, covered in bronze scales, bulged and rippled in the icy wind, its hind limbs embedding themselves deeply into the frozen earth, treading on blood-stained ice fragments. Its wings flapped incessantly, ensuring its immense weight wouldn't break the ice and plunge it into the icy lake!

The cold, molten gold vertical pupils swept over the ants rolling around in a sorry state on the cracked ice, terrified and helpless, and finally turned to the distant, greedy shadows that had temporarily stopped in fear but still refused to truly retreat!

Thank you for Jiuhua's support!