Chapter 1053

Chapter 1053: Slaughtering the Flood Dragon (Part II)

After a moment, Wang Chen cursed and closed the Cultivation Panel.

The Seven Ultimate Sword could indeed be projected; he had already mastered the trick to activate this unique ability.

Then the panel provided the requirements for the projection.

A set of swordsmanship required one hundred thousand Virtue points, and the six ultimate techniques totaled six hundred thousand Virtue points!

But how many points did Wang Chen have now?

Just over fifty thousand points.

He had once thought that this many Virtue points would be enough to last him for decades, as the consumption for improving skill proficiency was quite low.

However, this projection feature dealt Wang Chen a heavy blow.

Forget it.

He could only set aside this incredibly tempting thought for now and focus on it later.

If possible, Wang Chen planned to trade with Huangfu Yongchun for more sets of swordsmanship. That way, if he worked hard to accumulate more Virtue points, gathering the entire set of Seven Ultimate Sword techniques wouldn’t be just a dream.

The next day, Wang Chen quietly left Luodu.

He returned only in the evening.

During this trip, he had raised the skill level of the Thunderbolt Sword Technique to the basic level!

After staying in the immortal city for two days, Wang Chen received another flying sword message from Huangfu Yongchun—it’s time to set off.

This time, they were truly going to hunt the flood dragon!

Soon, the seven Golden Core cultivators, including Wang Chen, gathered again and boarded Huangfu Yongchun’s flying ship, heading deep into the Fulong Mountain Range.

After a day and night of flying, with several changes in direction, the flying ship finally landed in a valley.

As everyone exited the cabin, the surrounding familiar landscape made them exchange glances.

This place surely wasn’t where they originally practiced the sword formation, but the similarly sized valley, surrounded by towering mountains, inevitably gave a strange feeling.

Wang Chen truly admired Huangfu Yongchun.

This valley was clearly the site chosen by this seasoned master for slaughtering the flood dragon, and he had sought another similar place for everyone to practice the sword formation, reflecting his diligence and effort.

Because in a familiar environment, everyone would coordinate even better, enhancing their combat effectiveness.

“This place is one hundred seventeen miles from the location where the flood dragon hides,” Huangfu Yongchun said in a deep voice. “I have already set up the Dragon-Binding Formation. If we can lure that flood dragon into the trap, with all of you fellow travelers working together, we will surely take it down!”

One Golden Core cultivator couldn’t help but ask, “Huangfu fellow traveler, will the Dragon-Calling Grass still be effective at such a distance?”

“Rest assured,” Huangfu Yongchun replied confidently. “This Dragon-Calling Grass is one hundred thirty years old. Regardless of mountains or rivers in between, as long as it’s within one hundred thirty miles, it will definitely catch the scent!”

Everyone exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

Huangfu Yongchun was indeed very experienced, having prepared so thoroughly. If they still couldn’t capture that flood dragon, it would certainly be an injustice.

In fact, this seasoned Golden Core cultivator had even considered the possibility of failure. He gave each person a talisman, which, when activated in life-or-death situations, would allow instant teleportation to several dozen miles away.

Everything was in place, and everyone took their positions, lying in wait within the valley as per the prearranged plan.

Huangfu Yongchun retrieved the Dragon-Calling Grass and planted it beneath a large rock beside the valley creek.

Once removed from its natural habitat, the Dragon-Calling Grass could only retain its potency for a maximum of three days. If it failed to lure the flood dragon, all efforts would be in vain.

The first day passed without any sign of activity.

By the second day, there was still no trace of the flood dragon.

At this point, even Huangfu Yongchun began to grow restless. After all, the success of this plan was crucial to his Yuan Ying ambitions, and there was no room for error.

The issue was that no matter how thoroughly Huangfu Yongchun had prepared, he couldn’t foresee every possible mishap.

For instance, the flood dragon might have fallen into a deep slumber, completely oblivious to its surroundings, or perhaps it had ventured out to visit relatives in the past two days. There was even a chance that a Yuan Ying Great Master passing by might have captured it…

It was impossible to predict.

But at this stage, Huangfu Yongchun had no choice but to press on, urging everyone to remain steadfast and continue waiting.

The Golden Core true masters, of course, were not lacking in patience.

Then, on the afternoon of the third day, a strong wind suddenly swept through the valley.

Everyone’s spirits lifted immediately.

It’s here!

The true masters involved in this operation were no ordinary individuals. The acute senses of the Golden Core cultivators detected the approach of a powerful presence, and they all did their utmost to suppress their auras, ensuring they remained undetected.

Even though each of them was shielded by formations.

As time passed, the creek flowing from the depths of the valley suddenly began to swell.

The water wasn’t coming from the source but was rushing back upstream, carrying with it a torrent of mud and rocks, transforming the once-clear small creek into a raging little river!

Before long, a grayish-white flood dragon came into view.

This fourth-level beast king moved through the water, its body thicker than a water bucket, occasionally disappearing into the murky river. Its palm-sized scales shimmered with a metallic gleam.

A pair of small horns had sprouted on its forehead, and whiskers grew beneath its jaw, its form now closely resembling that of a true dragon.

But it was still a flood dragon; had it been a true dragon, even if Huangfu Yongchun were brimming with courage, he would never dare to set a trap to slay it.

Wang Chen and the others would never be foolish enough to participate in such a venture!

Nevertheless, no one dared to underestimate a fourth-level flood dragon, for it was a beast king of immense power!

As it swam upstream, the flood dragon raised its head and scanned its surroundings, its eyes gleaming with a cold, menacing light.

In the next moment, its gaze suddenly fixed.

It had spotted the Dragon-Calling Grass beside the rock!

Roar—

The flood dragon let out a thunderous roar, its massive tail thrashing violently as it shot out of the water like an arrow released from a bow.

Then, it opened its bloodthirsty mouth and inhaled the Dragon-Calling Grass into its body.

“Now!”

At that instant, a commanding voice rang out.

Beams of light erupted from the ground around the flood dragon, wrapping around the fourth-level beast king like flying long whips.

Simultaneously, seven flying swords materialized in the air, each targeting a different part of the flood dragon.

Heaven, earth, man, wind, thunder, fire, and rain—seven distinct and terrifying forces struck the flood dragon simultaneously. In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed with blazing light, as if the apocalypse had descended!

Roar—

Caught off guard, the flood dragon was ensnared by the formations and immediately subjected to a devastating assault. Countless scales were torn from its body, revealing the pale, exposed muscles beneath.

Crimson blood splattered across the ground, a sight shocking beyond description!

Clang!

Amidst the ringing of long swords, Wang Chen and the others swiftly repositioned themselves, activating the Seven Ultimate Sword Formation.

After inflicting wounds on the flood dragon, the seven flying swords shot skyward, reaching a height of a hundred feet before plunging back down, each carrying a destructive power several times greater than before.

This time, the seven swords were all aimed at the flood dragon’s head!