Chapter 1674: Seventh Soul of the Artifact Dragon Abyss

As expected, to extinguish any desire for resistance from the two flood dragons as quickly as possible, Xu Yang immediately unleashed his immense power. The moment he stepped out of the void battlefield, his incredibly potent Eternal Sword Dao began to take effect.

The sky was filled with boundless, freely flowing sword energy. In a single encounter, all the barrier power the white flood dragon had conjured around its body was utterly shattered.

Xu Yang then approached the white flood dragon's true form, personally gripping its neck and binding its flood dragon soul. It dared not make any further move.

"I have already killed your mate and absorbed half of his power of law. If you are willing to surrender your portion of the power of law now, I might consider sparing you. However, if you, like your misguided black flood dragon mate, still intend to bargain with me, I guarantee you will lose everything."

Xu Yang wasted no further words with the white flood dragon, directly making the consequences clear.

Unsurprisingly, upon hearing that its companion had been utterly subdued by Xu Yang, the white flood dragon showed no further resistance. It meekly chose to submit to Xu Yang and surrendered its portion of the power of law.

The two laws merged, and, enveloped by the aura of the Emperor Cauldron within Xu Yang, they finally began to refine into Xu Yang's seventh sword spirit.

"Master, what shall the seventh spirit be named?"

Xu Yang's lips curved into a slight, satisfied smile. "Since two flood dragons, one black and one white, guarded this law, let's name it 'Dragon Abyss'."

The moment these two words left Xu Yang's mind, two deafening dragon souls, corresponding to the Emperor Cauldron spirit, suddenly appeared.

At that very moment, the complete law finally converged within Xu Yang, forming the radiant seventh spirit. Although it was merely the life force of two flood dragons integrated with this potent law, Xu Yang perceived the profound potential hidden within this seventh sword spirit.

Should he one day acquire a true dragon soul and perfectly integrate it with this Dragon Abyss Sword, this seventh sword could potentially advance directly to the power level of a divine artifact. However, Xu Yang had no such intentions at present.

He understood very well that as his personally refined spirit weapons, they had significant room for future growth. There was no need to force their development prematurely, as doing so would disrupt their natural growth rhythm and ultimately limit the heights they could eventually reach.

It must be acknowledged that Xu Yang's approach to cultivation served as a template for how all cultivators should perceive the essence of practice. Despite possessing unparalleled power, he never defied natural order or acted against the inherent laws of the cultivation world. All his accomplishments were the result of his gradual accumulation, integrated with his innate talent.

For this very reason, Xu Yang's cultivation path could not be replicated by anyone. This was also the fundamental condition that allowed him to become the unprecedented supreme powerhouse of all time.

"Oh my goodness, am I seeing things? How incredibly powerful was that flood dragon just now? Why was it so effortlessly subdued by our boss?"

The beast-race warriors were utterly astonished. They naturally understood the immense power of Xu Yang's cultivation techniques, yet when confronting these genuine flood dragon bloodlines, Xu Yang, despite being human, displayed absolutely no inherent disadvantage.

All they witnessed was Xu Yang's complete dominance over his opponent from beginning to end, leading these beast warriors to question whether Xu Yang was truly human.

For a long time, other races had regarded human cultivators as mere "ants," primarily because humans inherently possessed the weakest physical bodies among all races. Their ability to forge their own path in the cultivation world stemmed entirely from their boundless imagination and creativity.

However, physical shortcomings were generally considered irremediable. Yet, in this aspect, Xu Yang displayed no weakness whatsoever; on the contrary, he appeared even more formidable than the top beast races renowned for their physical prowess.

Even his recent act of subduing the white flood dragon with his bare hands utterly shocked all the beast warriors observing the battle from below.

How could they know about Xu Yang's hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, during which his physical body had been tempered countless times and bathed in true dragon and phoenix blood? Consequently, Xu Yang's physical form was now significantly different from that of an ordinary human.

In terms of strength and inherent talent, he was already on an entirely different plane. While he still appeared human on the surface, it would be no exaggeration to say that the latent power within Xu Yang's true form made him a truly terrifying anomaly.

Because the white flood dragon chose to comply, Xu Yang did not actually slay it. Instead, he threw it to the other side of the valley, directly in front of the black flood dragon that was suppressed by his Jade Bone Divine Sword.

Upon seeing that its companion was still safe and sound, both flood dragons simultaneously let out earth-shattering roars, effectively venting the immense indignation they had previously harbored.

The black flood dragon's resentment stemmed from being completely suppressed by Xu Yang. The white flood dragon's anger, however, arose from feeling utterly played and manipulated by Xu Yang.

Had she known in advance that the black flood dragon had neither compromised nor perished, the white flood dragon would never have surrendered so easily or relinquished its portion of the power of law. But now it was too late; Xu Yang had already achieved his objective.

From another perspective, the fact that neither the black nor the white flood dragon perished could be seen as a form of benevolence from Xu Yang. After conquering this section of the valley, Xu Yang immediately led the beast army forward, advancing towards the next mountainous region of the Coiled Dragon Mountain Range.

They swiftly departed from the cloud-shrouded valley space. After the army had gradually moved on, Xu Yang, with a flick of his palm, retracted his Jade Bone Divine Sword directly from the misty valley below.

The terrifying sword edge, the moment it re-emerged from the ground, sent out an aura that, merely by its presence, made the black and white flood dragons experience a heart-pounding fear once again.

"My heavens, it's a good thing I didn't clash with this human earlier. He is far too powerful. Can you imagine, my dear? That human can actually subdue a true ancient dragon and keep it as a pet."

The black flood dragon seemed to be recounting Xu Yang's power, perhaps to salvage some dignity in front of its beloved. However, the white flood dragon wouldn't even spare its mate a direct glance, for it knew all too well that its beloved had utterly shamed the dragon race's prestige before that supposedly "humble" human.

"Alright, let's put this behind us. Since we are no match for him, there's no need to fight him to the death. Our only duty is to guard this Coiled Dragon Mountain Range."