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Chapter 364 Dragon Qi
Three dragon roars, like deafening thunderclaps, carrying an overwhelming dragon's might and boundless rage, instantly crushed the chaos and clamor of Jinglong City to dust!

Above the dome, the luminous pearl swayed wildly, casting shadows that danced like ghosts, distorting the panicked faces of the important figures in the city who had maintained their "decent" demeanor just moments before.

The wine and liquor in the tavern were spilled, the music broke, the crystal on the street shattered, and the fine clothes were covered in dust. The soldiers and generals were struck dumb as if by lightning, and were at a loss for what to do!
Gao Jian looked at the three dragons in front of him.

The leader, the largest dragon, was covered in black scales that gleamed coldly. Its horns pierced the water, and its four claws beneath its belly emitted a chilling light! Its vertical pupils burned with fury; it was none other than the leader of this city—the Flood Dragon Journey Boat.

Gao Jian could see the records. In the past, it was nothing more than a ferocious black-scaled sea serpent in the deep sea. It fought its way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of bones in countless bloody battles, devouring the essence and souls of countless defeated people. It forcibly shed its serpentine body and transformed into a dragon! Because it had no father or mother, it named itself "Jingzhou", meaning that it was a giant ship that crossed the sea of ​​blood and mountains of corpses and reached the other side of power!

On the left is a dragon with a slightly slender body, but its entire body is covered with dark blue scales that seem to be made of black ice. With each breath, it brings a bone-chilling cold current, freezing the surrounding seawater and turning it into tiny ice crystals that fall down.

Gao Jian also recognized it, after all, Jinglong City was also recorded in the Xuanhua Tongmen Great Dao Song, and was called Jingshan! It was originally an ice dragon in the Ice Abyss that absorbed the cold energy of the earth veins. In order to transform, it once used its body as a guide to smash down seven sea ice mountains containing Xuanming Heavy Water, drawing the cold energy into its body. It survived by the skin of its teeth and was finally transformed from a dragon into a dragon! Its name "Jingshan" is to commemorate the deeds of smashing down the Xuanming Mountains.

On the right is a dragon whose body meanders and moves gracefully. Its scales have a strange, translucent watery color, as if they are integrated with the seawater. As the dragon's tail swings, undercurrents surge and whirlpools are created.

It is the youngest of the three brothers, and it named itself Jingshui. It was originally a strange water serpent that was born with the ability to control water. In order to transform into a dragon, it once dived into the whirlpool of the East Sea and endured the pressure of thousands of acres of water and the turbulent currents for a hundred years, completely melting its flesh, bones and water element power before it could transform! Its name "Jingshui" is to show off its power to control all water and its hundred years of purgatory-like experience.

The three seventh-realm dragons are all ruthless characters who have fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and their ability to establish themselves in the East Sea is enough to demonstrate their capabilities.

The three dragons have long occupied Jinglong City, proclaiming themselves supreme and naming the city "Jinglong." However, this is not because, as previously mentioned, a real dragon once passed through this place, hence the name "Jinglong City."

In reality, calling it Jinglong City was merely a reflection of his own ambitions.

The three dragons hoped that one day they could truly cross the legendary Dragon Gate and become supreme dragons! The rumors about the legend of the true dragon in the city were merely embellishments used by them, with their tacit approval or even encouragement, to add mystery and majesty to their rule.

Gao Jian looked at them, holding his rusty knife, and suddenly felt... that the East Sea was really a damn suitable place for him!
In the Divine Dynasty, there are too many rules, and Gao Jian would never do such a thing.

In the East China Sea, where there are few rules, it doesn't matter!

"Roar—!" A dragon appeared over the mountain, its huge mouth wide open, and a condensed cold breath burst forth.

Wherever it passed, the seawater froze instantly, turning into a crystal-clear but lifeless ice path that shot straight towards Gao Jian!

This is the Qi of Xuanbing (mysterious ice). As the saying goes, "With an iceberg in front, one is about to drown in the abyss. It is not cold when it freezes. Snow falls on top, and black ice forms below. The cold wind breaks the branches and terrifies the night. It is the signature skill of Jingshan."

This was formed long ago when the mountain broke through the Xuanming Ice Mountain, refining the frigid energy and the deathly yin energy of the earth's veins. This frigid energy is the very origin of 'ice'. When the weather is freezing, water freezes and becomes solid. The icy energy is piercing, and the frost can kill. The energy that gives life to people is like water becoming ice. Water condenses into ice, and energy condenses into people; ice melts into water, and people die and are reborn as spirits. Their name is spirit, just as ice melts and is renamed water.

In the depths of winter, the cold prevails, and water freezes into ice. As spring arrives and the temperature rises, the ice melts back into water. Humans, living between heaven and earth, are like ice. The yin and yang energies condense to form humans, and at the end of the year, when life ends, they return to the energies—all due to the influence of these energies.

Therefore, it can not only freeze the physical body, but also directly invade and freeze the soul! If an ordinary cultivator gets even a little bit of it, his physical body will turn into an ice sculpture in an instant, and his soul will also be frozen forever.

On the other side, across the water, the tail of this half-water, half-dragon sways, seemingly light and agile, but in fact it stirs up a vast ocean current!

A whirlpool, thousands of feet in diameter and composed of countless high-speed rotating, sharp water blades, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, its roar growing louder. From a distance, one could only see the shimmering water and not hear the sound; but upon approaching the shore and looking down, one could see the enormous whirlpool on the surface of the water!
The whirlpool was about a mile wide and several feet deep, its water murky and greasy.
Like the throat of a deep-sea monster, it swept towards Takashi from the side with a terrifying suction force that devoured and crushed everything!
This is because all the monsters in the water want to come out. First, the earth's energy steams, like a waterfall about to fall. The whirlpool gradually calms down, then suddenly sinks again, and then surges out again. The water stands like a wall, rushing upwards, revealing a hollow at the bottom.

Among them were many water ghosts, with red hair and blue bodies, numbering in the hundreds. They were all creatures he controlled by water. These water ghosts rushed out and walked on the water, then they became like dragons, snakes, tigers, and oxen, hundreds of different kinds, countless in number, running wildly and rushing towards Gao Jian!
The ultimate water control technique honed over a century in the whirlpool of the sea eye! Within the whirlpool, every drop of water contains immense pressure and high-speed cutting power, as well as the power to disrupt perception and isolate escape techniques. Once caught in it, even a seventh-level cultivator would find it difficult to escape being pulverized.

The waves surged forth, their might reaching the sky, their roar like thunder. The surging waves rolled like snowflakes, thousands of feet high, ten thousand layers of waves crashing. The sound was as clear as jade being rinsed, the rolling waves like strings. The water crashed against the rocks, spraying out jade fragments. The eddies were deep and round, the eddies rising and falling with the current. The great force spread from top to bottom, seemingly about to completely shatter the lofty view into pieces.

Of the three, the strongest, the Scripture Boat, let out a tremendous roar!

The roar shook the water, and the enormous dragon claw tore through the void, carrying immense force and a sharp, cold light that could rip everything apart, as it slashed down! This claw was called 'Sea Splitter'. It was not an innate supernatural power, but rather something that Jingzhou created by observing the battles of various powerful figures amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, combined with the terrifying power of his own dragon body!
He is a dragon, but his path of cultivation is that of a martial artist.

A martial artist doesn't concern himself with such things; this move is pure martial skill and pure power!

The Claw of the Sea-Splitting Sword made Xiao Bao, who was watching from afar, feel as if his soul was being frozen, torn apart, and sucked away, so terrifying that he almost fainted!

The giant claws of the ship were already overhead, and the power to cleave the sea was within reach!

Gao Jian finally made a move.

He didn't block or dodge; he simply twisted his wrist very slightly, and with a casual flick, he raised the rusty knife, which had just begun to show its sharpness, to meet the terrifying, all-encompassing dragon claw from below!
As he sailed, he felt a blur before his eyes, a dreamlike illusion, and his heart was filled with a surge of emotions.

The enormous dragon-like body of the boat suddenly stiffened!
He saw many things...

He looked down and was horrified to find that his scales seemed to be losing the eerie glow that symbolized transformation and power, becoming wet, cold, and slimy again.

The dragon claws that symbolized power and majesty seemed to be disappearing, and the dragon tail behind it began to twist back into a weak and powerless snake tail!
A four-clawed dragon is transforming, is... becoming a sea serpent.

This is Jingzhou's deepest nightmare, the serpentine body that he managed to shed only after exhausting everything, devouring countless others, and struggling and crawling through mountains of corpses and seas of bones!

"No! I have transformed into a dragon! I am a dragon!" he roared, trying to unleash the immense power within him to dispel the filthy illusion.

However, in this illusion constructed from his own fears and past sins, his power was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, unable to stir even the slightest ripple. Waves of blood surged into the sky, and countless twisted faces emerged from the sea of ​​blood—the defeated ones he had once torn apart and devoured. Their empty eye sockets stared intently at him, silently accusing him, stretching out their decaying limbs, trying to drag him back into this endless sea of ​​blood!
"You bastards, if I can eat you once, I can eat you a second time! Your essence, blood, and souls, give them to me! I want to transform into a dragon!" Jingzhou roared in a low, resentful voice.

The whispers around him, like millions of maggots burrowing into his mind, were the very roars that had echoed in his heart as he frantically devoured the corpses! Now, those voices had turned against him, becoming the most terrifying demonic chant. The "food" he had once seen as a ladder to heaven had now transformed into endless vengeful spirits that clung to him, cursing him. Boundless fear gripped his heart, sharper than the claws of any enemy! This mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood was both the source of his power and his eternal curse!
This sea of ​​blood is where he crawled out inch by inch from the abyss of darkness with the most ferocious and greedy attitude! It is the very sea of ​​suffering that he, named "Jingzhou," vowed to cross!
He thought he had already overcome it and trampled it under his feet, but at this moment, it reappeared, as if these things had long been integrated into his bones and blood, becoming a part of his soul. At the moment when his will was weakest, it surged back and tried to drag him back into that abyss from which he could never be reborn!
"I...I don't want to go back! I won't!" Jingzhou's dragon eyes contracted violently under the blood-red light. In his golden vertical pupils, he saw mountains of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, which was his deepest fear and the image that he absolutely, absolutely did not want to go back to!

And on the other side——

There was no earth-shattering, loud collision.

There was only one sound, extremely faint yet jarring, like cloth being sliced ​​by a sharp paper cutter—"Sizzle!"

The 'Sea-Splitting Claw,' imbued with the supreme power of the Journey Boat and capable of tearing apart mountains and seas, was like a hot knife cutting into solidified butter the moment it came into contact with that point of rusty blade sharpness! The black scales, as sturdy as divine metal, the muscles, as twisted as dragon tendons, and even the dense dragon bones encased within, were all so fragile and vulnerable in the face of that point of pure, ultimate sharpness!
Dark golden dragon blood gushed out like a waterfall! A huge dragon claw, covered in black scales and with a smooth, mirror-like edge, spun around with incredible momentum and slammed heavily onto the crystal street below, producing a dull thud, shattering large sections of crystal, and staining the entire street red!

"What?!" Jing Shan and Jing Shui were both shocked! Their deadly attack hadn't even fully landed, and their leader's strongest claw had been disarmed in a single move?! What kind of blade was that?!
Moreover, Jingzhou remained stunned in place.

Even after the dragon claws were cut off, he remained motionless, still immersed in his illusion.

But... was that really an illusion?

In fact, even Gao Jian himself couldn't tell the difference, because the illusions brought about by the demonic energy were just too real.

The illusion is vast and boundless, the past is silent and desolate. What illusion is it? Perhaps it is nothing more than a place we come from and a place we go to.

Meanwhile, on the other side... Takami unleashed a second strike.

Without offering any resistance, or rather, offering its head up, Kyoushu was struck again by Takami's sword.

"You brat—!" The other two dragons sensed something and tried to stop him.

But it's too slow.

The dragon's head flew up, its blood staining the blue sea.

The ferocious, majestic dragon head, which had once stirred up bloody storms in the deep sea, was now completely separated from its neck, carrying a trace of bewilderment left from being immersed in an illusion.

The dragon's blood, no longer pumped by the heart, gushed out like a fountain from the severed neck due to the immense blood pressure and inertia, splashing a tragic yet magnificent blood curtain against the backdrop of the azure sea.

Its head rolled, and its huge dragon eyes remained open, seemingly still trapped in that eternal illusion of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Other attacks have also begun.

The vortex and the icy breath have arrived.

However, it didn't work.

As the whirlpool arrived, the raging water, like a tamed wild horse, split off along both sides of the arc, its violent power being guided and released.

The same is true of Ice Breath; in the face of flowing water, it is like a butcher dissecting an ox, separating, analyzing, and disintegrating!
The two spells silently dissipated and vanished, turning into specks that disappeared.

The ultimate killing technique that the Seven Realms Flood Dragon relied on for its fame was easily broken by a mere Six Realms cultivator with a rusty knife that had just begun to show its edge, like a child's trick!

Only then did they realize that the sixth-realm martial artist in front of them was no pushover; he was really there to cause trouble.

"Awooo—!!!" The other two dragons let out a deafening scream, the pain and horror instantly overwhelming its rage! Its huge dragon body twisted and retreated wildly, watching its brother's blood gush out like a fountain!
However, even brilliant insights are not without their drawbacks.

After all, it was damage from two seventh-level attacks. Even though he wasn't using his full strength, it still injured him, and his arm began to freeze gradually.

For ordinary sixth-realm cultivators, this is the end; the cold will gradually freeze their blood vessels and spread to their souls.

However, Gao Jian swiftly and cleanly chopped off his own hand.

The severed hand was frozen.

With the seminal gate opened and the body's vital energy surging, another hand grew out.

at the same time--

Having traversed mountains and rivers, the massive dragon's body suddenly stiffened! The burning rage and determination in its vertical pupils were instantly replaced by unparalleled terror and trembling!

This aura... they had sensed it deep within the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, on those lofty and supreme true dragons!

The blood of a master contains the aura of a dragon!
And this dragon aura looks so familiar!

(End of this chapter)