Chapter 2786: Inducing the Flood Dragon

If a seventh-rank flood dragon were to fight them to the death, it would naturally be no match. However, a seventh-rank flood dragon is not foolish; why would it choose to fight eight of them to the death? If the seventh-rank flood dragon were determined to flee, they would find it very difficult to stop.

“A seventh-rank ice flood dragon!”

Wang Changsheng frowned. Flood dragons were inherently difficult to deal with. In the lower realms, both the native flood dragons of Dongli Realm and the fifth-rank flood dragons of Tianlan Realm had left a deep impression on him. Flood dragons possessed powerful physical bodies; a fifth-rank flood dragon could withstand attacks from a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure. A seventh-rank flood dragon was estimated to be able to withstand attacks from a mid-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure. Unless they could trap it with a formation, retaining a seventh-rank flood dragon would be extremely challenging.

If they could truly kill this beast and obtain its flood dragon essence blood, Wang Qingxiao could refine it to purify her bloodline, thereby accelerating her cultivation speed. If they could obtain true dragon essence blood, Wang Qingxiao's cultivation speed would be even faster after refinement. In some ways, true dragon essence blood was no less valuable than a Ren-Water Immortal Apricot Fruit, while a seventh-rank flood dragon's essence blood was akin to a powerful tonic.

“Fellow Daoist Su, did you bring a seventh-rank formation? Without one, it won’t be easy for us to keep this seventh-rank ice flood dragon.” Liu Qingfeng said with a frown. Fighting alone, he would be somewhat wary, but with their eight Integration Stage cultivators teaming up, killing the ice flood dragon was not an issue, provided it didn’t escape.

“I have a set of seventh-rank Eight Gates Locking Demon Formation. If we can lure this beast into the formation, we should be able to kill it. However, once it's done, the demon core will be mine, and everything else will be yours.” Su Yuntao explained. He had expended vast resources to cultivate the Yellow-Scaled Python to the late sixth-rank and obtain the Nine-Glow Dragon’s Whisker Fruit, allowing it to transform. The Yellow-Scaled Python possessed a trace of earth-attribute true dragon bloodline, though it was so faint as to be negligible. Its ancestor was a true dragon of the earth attribute, but through many generations of interbreeding, its bloodline had become diluted. If it were a pure-blooded flood dragon, the Yellow-Scaled Python would have completely transformed into human form upon consuming the Nine-Glow Dragon’s Whisker Fruit. The inner core of a seventh-rank mid-grade ice flood dragon, refined into a Dragon Transformation Pill along with other rare spiritual materials, could purify the Yellow-Scaled Python’s bloodline, increasing its cultivation speed and improving its chances of advancing to the seventh rank. If the Yellow-Scaled Python advanced to the seventh rank, Su Yuntao’s strength would greatly increase.

“Even if a seventh-rank flood dragon cannot transform into human form, its intelligence is not low. Luring it into a formation won’t be easy! Seeing so many of us, it will probably flee immediately.” Niu Pan raised his concern. If they all appeared together, they would scare away the seventh-rank ice flood dragon. If only a few people appeared, they might be killed by the seventh-rank flood dragon.

“I will personally go to lure the seventh-rank ice flood dragon. To dispel its vigilance, I will also need two fellow Daoists to cooperate with me. I have a seventh-rank Nine Dragon True Fire Talisman; injuring the seventh-rank ice flood dragon will not be a problem.” Lin Qingyu took out a talisman glowing with shifting red light. Its surface was covered with profound runes, emitting a strong surge of spiritual power.

“A seventh-rank talisman!” Wang Changsheng’s heart stirred. Wang Ruyan could only refine sixth-rank talismans now, and not many types, let alone seventh-rank talismans. To his knowledge, there were only a handful of seventh-rank talisman masters in the Xuanyin Continent, making seventh-rank talismans exceptionally precious. Talismans were mostly single-use items. The higher the rank, the more difficult they were to refine, and the more precious the materials required. It was often better to refine a powerful treasure. High-rank talismans were mostly for auxiliary or defensive purposes; offensive ones were rare, partly because materials were hard to find, and partly because refining them was extremely difficult.

“The Nine Dragon True Fire Talisman, this is one of the Five Secret Talismans of the Heavenly Talisman Sect.” Song Yunlong exclaimed in surprise. The Heavenly Talisman Sect was once a renowned sect in the Xuanyin Continent, famous for its talisman-making techniques. Five of its seventh-rank talismans were particularly powerful and well-known. The Heavenly Talisman Sect was founded by True Monarch Tianfu, who became famous by using seventh-rank talismans to kill Integration Stage cultivators of the Void Sky Race. The Heavenly Talisman Sect was built on talismans and also fell because of them. After True Monarch Tianfu died under the Great Heavenly Tribulation, the Heavenly Talisman Sect began its decline. The number of Integration Stage cultivators dwindled, and it gradually faded into the river of history, though its legacy was acquired by other forces.

“With this talisman, injuring the seventh-rank ice flood dragon is not a problem. I still need two fellow Daoists to cooperate with me; if I go alone to provoke it, it won’t believe me.” Lin Qingyu’s gaze swept over Niu Pan and Xue Ji. She didn't consider Wang Changsheng at all. Wang Changsheng was only at the early Integration Stage, having advanced to it only about a thousand years ago, while Niu Pan and Xue Ji were veteran Integration Stage cultivators.

“Count me in. After this is done, I want some flood dragon essence blood.” Wang Changsheng volunteered. He had mastered the divine ability of Golden Cicada Escaping Its Shell, so even if he was outmatched, getting away would not be a problem. If he helped lure the seventh-rank ice flood dragon, he could get a larger share of the essence blood.

“Fellow Daoist Wang, your cultivation is too low. That is a seventh-rank mid-grade ice flood dragon.” Su Yuntao reminded him. He knew Wang Changsheng was quite strong, but a seventh-rank flood dragon was not comparable to an ordinary seventh-rank beast. Even fighting alone, he couldn't claim to completely overwhelm a seventh-rank ice flood dragon.

“Junior Brother Wang’s strength is considerable; let him come along!” Liu Qingfeng interjected.

“Fellow Daoist Wang is exceptionally strong, no problem. Count me in!” Niu Pan also volunteered. With Liu Qingfeng and Niu Pan speaking up for Wang Changsheng, Su Yuntao no longer refused.

Lin Qingyu, Wang Changsheng, and Niu Pan flew into the distance, while Su Yuntao and the others began setting up the formation.

About a quarter of an hour later, Lin Qingyu, Wang Changsheng, and Niu Pan appeared in a damp, dark dense forest, where fallen leaves on the ground were several feet thick. They were all on high alert, daring not to be careless. After advancing about a hundred steps, Lin Qingyu stopped. A steep black peak came into their view, several hundred miles away.

“That ice flood dragon is in the ice cave at the foot of that mountain. We only discovered its trace by chance.” Lin Qingyu pointed at the black peak and explained.

“Is that ice flood dragon currently in its nest? Can you confirm?” Niu Pan asked in a deep voice. Lin Qingyu lightly flicked her wrist, and a vibrant seven-colored parrot flew out. The parrot’s eyes glowed with seven-colored spiritual light. After a moment, its eyes returned to normal. Lin Qingyu nodded, “Yes, it’s in its nest.”

Hearing this, Niu Pan clenched his hand signs and let out an extremely bizarre roar, spitting out a golden light that shot straight into the sky. The golden light exploded in the sky, transforming into a golden thundercloud over a thousand miles wide, enveloping an area of a thousand miles. After booming thunder rumbled, countless golden electric arcs surged, and a strong wind began to blow.

Wang Changsheng’s expression tightened. The Thunder Ox clan truly lived up to its reputation for lightning magic in the Xuanyin Continent. After a deafening clap of thunder, tens of thousands of thick golden lightning bolts streaked across the sky, heading straight for the black peak. A tremendous explosion sounded, subtly mixed with a dragon’s roar. A white flood dragon ten thousand feet long appeared in the sky, its scales stark, its mouth wide with fangs, and white cold air spewing from its nostrils.