Master of Heaven and Earth - -

The tragic roars echoed through the heavens and earth…

No one knows how long it lasted! The flood dragon finally stopped thrashing about, slowly giving up its resistance. Leng Yan, drained of energy, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, “Submit to me, and I will spare you. Not only that, you will also have the chance to become a true dragon. What do you say?”

Leng Yan employed a mix of tough and gentle tactics, showing the essence blood of the Dragon Emperor. As soon as the essence blood appeared, the flood dragon began to tremble, terror filling its eyes. It crawled on the icy ground, letting out low growls that sounded almost like pleas for mercy.

Seeing this, Leng Yan couldn’t help but curse internally. Had he known that the essence blood would have such an effect on the Dragon Tribe, he wouldn’t have gone through so much trouble!

He bit his fingertip, drawing a soul binding technique and sending it into the flood dragon’s body!

The soul binding technique was a method for taming mounts and pets, and it was recorded in the compendium of all things!

As the technique merged into the flood dragon’s body, Leng Yan established a mental connection with it. With just a thought, he could obliterate this flood dragon, for he had already left an imprint on its soul!

Dismounting from the dragon’s back, he took out several healing elixirs and tossed them into the flood dragon’s mouth. Meanwhile, Leng Yan was feeling somewhat drained himself, so he found a rock to sit on and took a moment to rest!

Half an hour later, the flood dragon had regained its strength and slowly approached Leng Yan. Seeing him still resting, the dragon settled down on one side.

Leng Yan had already recovered but wanted to see if this flood dragon had truly submitted. If it had attacked earlier, he would have reduced it to ashes.

Seeing the flood dragon settle down, Leng Yan felt reassured. He stood up and asked, “What is your name?”

The flood dragon lifted its head slightly and transmitted its voice, saying, “Master, you can call me Xin Xue!”

Hearing that beautiful female voice, Leng Yan was momentarily taken aback. “So you’re female? Since you have chosen to follow me, I assure you that you will not be mistreated. Here are two drops of wine for you to drink. I will find a way for you to become a true dragon in the future!”

When Leng Yan said farewell to the wind beast, he had requested a few cups of wine. These two drops would be enough to elevate Xin Xue’s strength to a new level!

Xin Xue might not have understood why Leng Yan gave her wine, but now that she was his servant, she stopped asking questions. After drinking the two drops, she stood up and bowed to Leng Yan, saying, “Thank you for the wine, Master. Starting today, I will serve you wholeheartedly, with no other thoughts!”

Leng Yan smiled and nodded. “Good! Let me ask you, is there a teleportation formation beneath this deep pool?”

“Yes, Master,” Xin Xue replied. “There is indeed a formation here, inscribed by several old experts not long ago!”

“Got it. I will keep you in the immortal land for now. Go and focus on your cultivation!” Leng Yan waved his hand, drawing Xin Xue into the immortal land.

Walking toward the water pool, Leng Yan stood at the edge and pressed his palms together. As his hands moved apart, the water began to part, creating a dry passage.

With a leap, Leng Yan was about to enter the deep pool. Just then, a flying sword shot toward him at high speed. Hearing the wind whoosh by, Leng Yan became alert, flipping in the air and dodging to the side!

“Who’s there? Show yourself!” Leng Yan shouted, his face cold as ice, standing at the water’s edge.

“Leng Yan, long time no see. Do you still remember me?” A familiar voice came from behind the waterfall. The water curtain parted, revealing a figure.

Leng Yan’s expression froze for a moment before he smiled. “Chen Hai, I can’t believe you’re not dead!”

The person who stepped out was indeed Chen Hai, who had been tortured to death by Leng Yan. However, he had not actually died. At the time, Leng Yan had been suspicious when he couldn’t find Chen Hai’s sculpted magical treasure, and later, Jin Kuang’s attitude only confirmed his doubts. He never expected to see Chen Hai here.

“No, the Chen Hai you tortured is dead! I am a Chen Hai who can kill you, a Chen Hai who cannot be humiliated by anyone!” Chen Hai shouted furiously, his face filled with rage.

Leng Yan clasped his hands behind his back, maintaining a smile. “The Chen Hai who was humiliated by me is dead? Ha ha… don’t deceive yourself. Don’t you remember those ‘beautiful women’ you spent the night with? What happened will always exist; death is merely an excuse for you to escape. I’m sure those ‘beautiful women’ will never forget your scent, and your ‘contributions’ can never be taken back!”

“Shut up! Today I will kill you; I want my revenge!” Chen Hai’s eyes blazed with fury, the veins in his neck standing out, making it clear just how deep his anger ran.

“Kill me? Am I hearing you correctly? You’ve said that many times before, and what was the result?” Leng Yan taunted, deliberately provoking Chen Hai in hopes of making his rage blind him.

“Hmph! Indeed, my cultivation level is the same as yours now, and my strength is less than yours, but this time I have my brother’s magical technique jade slips in my hand. You must die today!” Chen Hai declared, revealing three shimmering golden jade slips that radiated a fierce energy, clearly indicating their immense power.

Leng Yan’s mind raced. Although he wasn’t afraid, using golden core realm techniques here could easily lead to the collapse of space. While he could evade the magical attacks and find refuge in the immortal land, he could not remain hidden indefinitely. If it took too long and he ran out of primordial spirit elixirs, he would be in great danger himself.

“Chen Hai, you should know the consequences of using golden core realm techniques here. Don’t you want to live?” Leng Yan asked, his expression turning serious.

“What? Are you scared? Ha ha… You can be scared too?!” Chen Hai laughed, reveling in the thought that Leng Yan might be afraid. His expression soon turned cold as he continued, “That’s right, a golden core realm technique would shatter the space barrier. At that point, we would both die! I’ve already died once; I’m not afraid. As long as I can drag you down with me, it’s all worth it!”

“Worth it, is it? Chen Hai, you’re willingly becoming Jin Kuang’s scapegoat. He sent you here, didn’t he? As long as I’m dead, he won’t lose, right?” Leng Yan pressed.

“Scapegoat? It doesn’t matter! As long as I can get my revenge, nothing else matters. I have nothing left to fear in this life. Living is worse than dying,” Chen Hai erupted, his emotions spiraling out of control. Tears streamed down his face as he said, “Every time I close my eyes, I see those ugly faces and hear that disgusting laughter. I’m in so much pain! It’s all because of you. I want you to pay for everything!”

Seeing Chen Hai in such a state, Leng Yan realized that today would be a difficult trial to overcome. Chen Hai was not merely blinded by rage; his hatred had clouded his reason!

“Do you really think you can kill me?” Leng Yan said as a swirling mass of black mist began to rise from his palm, a sign that he had successfully condensed the demon spirit imprint.

Leng Yan was preparing to find the right moment to dive into the deep pool and activate the teleportation formation to escape from this place as quickly as possible.

However, Chen Hai seemed to see through Leng Yan’s intentions. A crazed smile crept onto his face as he declared, “Leng Yan, there’s no need for you to scheme any longer. Just die for me!”

With that, he crushed a golden jade slip, and a massive golden sword instantly took shape. This flying sword spanned around two hundred feet, radiating an intense golden light that made it difficult for Leng Yan to keep his eyes open.

The sharp sword qi enveloped Leng Yan, ready to strike down. Chen Hai laughed maniacally, “Leng Yan, it’s your time to die! Ha ha… die!”

With that sword qi crashing down upon him, Leng Yan realized there was no chance to evade. He couldn’t afford to hesitate; he resolutely crushed the jade slip given to him by Shui Yunyao.

As the jade slip shattered, a green water shield enveloped Leng Yan, blocking the fierce sword qi from reaching him.

“A golden core realm protective spell! Shui Yunyao gave this to you! What do you have that Shui Yunyao would love about you? Damn it! Just die…” Chen Hai’s fury only intensified upon seeing Leng Yan activate the golden core realm protective spell. Before the golden sword could descend, he crushed another jade slip, summoning a golden dragon-shaped magical technique.

The massive golden sword struck the water shield, causing it to tremble violently, with numerous cracks beginning to form.

But that was not the main issue. The crucial problem was that the consecutive use of three golden core realm techniques was pushing the space barrier to its breaking point, causing the surrounding space to tremble and fragment. A fierce space storm erupted, destroying the golden sword and surging toward Leng Yan’s water shield. Cursing under his breath, Leng Yan found himself with no other choice and quickly summoned the netherworld ghost banner, activating the seal left by Long Tian.

As the seal activated, a giant azure dragon soared into the air, surrounding Leng Yan. At the same time, the water shield was shattered by the space storm.

Chen Hai initially believed Leng Yan was doomed, but the appearance of the dragon pushed him to the brink of madness. Gritting his teeth, he crushed his last jade slip and shouted frantically, “What does it matter to have the protection of a void tribulation cultivator? You’ll die just the same in the space storm!”

The space storm battered against the azure dragon, causing its brilliance to dim gradually. As Chen Hai had said, the protective jade slip for void tribulation cultivators would also shatter when cut off from essence power. Furthermore, with Chen Hai unleashing another technique, the space barrier finally burst apart. Chen Hai was sucked in, his flesh and blood dissipating into nothingness!

Now, the pull of the storm was upon Leng Yan. With no way to evade, he braced himself for the inevitable…