The Sword God of the Universe

Chapter 1511: Chapter 1511: Black Flood Dragon

Jing Yan’s assessment was indeed correct.

Wanbao Daoist truly hadn’t gone all out. Although he harbored deep hatred for Jing Yan, he remained rational. He was almost certain that Jing Yan possessed some means of divine soul attack. Such means were insidious, and a slight lapse in attention could lead to falling into the trap.

So, Wanbao Daoist dared not give it his all against Jing Yan, fearing he might be caught off guard by Jing Yan’s trickery. If his divine soul body were attacked, it could pose a life-threatening danger in an instant.

"Damn it!"

"This brat is indeed strong. The swordsmanship martial arts he comprehends not only have formidable attack power but are also absurdly strong in defense. I feel that within this swordsmanship, all five basic law domains are seemingly fused." Wanbao Daoist’s face was grim.

His gaze swept over to the distant battlefield.

The Wanbao Divine Hall was clearly at a disadvantage. Its members suffered greatly due to the Jiuxuan Fierce Fire Array from the Myriad Dao Sanctuary.

Although the number of divine sovereign martial artists from the Wanbao Divine Hall still held a significant advantage, Chuo Yan God Emperor alone managed to hold back a full ten divine sovereigns.

Furthermore, the martial artists below the divine sovereign level were significantly fewer than those of the Myriad Dao Sanctuary. As time passed, the gap between both sides grew wider and wider. Continuously, martial artists below the divine sovereign level from the Wanbao Divine Hall fell in battle.

If this continued, it wouldn’t be long before all of the Wanbao Divine Hall’s martial artists below the divine sovereign level would be wiped out. By then, the God Lords below the divine sovereign of the Myriad Dao Sanctuary would turn their focus to the divine sovereign martial artists of the Wanbao Divine Hall.

The advantage of the Myriad Dao Sanctuary would expand rapidly.

The longer the delay, the more disadvantageous it would be for the Wanbao Divine Hall.

Given the current situation, Wanbao Daoist believed his only recourse to turn the tide was to kill Jing Yan, the Holy Master of the Myriad Dao Sanctuary. But killing Jing Yan was very difficult. Perhaps, if he fought with all his might, there might be a chance to do so, but the problem was if he went all out, he might fall victim to Jing Yan’s divine soul attack.

In contrast to Wanbao Daoist’s urgency, Jing Yan was much more at ease and relaxed, as the situation on the battlefield was already very clear. One could say the only variable lay between himself and Wanbao Daoist. As long as he held up Wanbao Daoist, he just needed to wait for the battlefield advantage to expand.

As per the current development, it wouldn’t be long before elders Chuo Yan and Chui Feng could join him in battle. The three of them working together meant there would be only one outcome for Wanbao Daoist — death!

"Jing Yan, you brat!"

Suddenly, Wanbao Daoist roared, and with a fierce sweep of his black staff, he temporarily drove Jing Yan back.

"Hmm?" Jing Yan furrowed his brow, staring intently at Wanbao Daoist.

"Impossible! Truly unbelievable. That I, a dignified Wanbao Daoist, would be pressured to such a state by a snot-nosed brat who hasn’t even cultivated for ten thousand years."

"Haha..."

"Interesting, truly interesting!" Wanbao Daoist’s whole body was fluctuating with energy.

"What is this old fellow planning?" Jing Yan sensed something wasn’t right with Wanbao Daoist’s state.

"Could it be that he really has some trump card he hasn’t revealed yet? Now, has he decided to use his trump card?" Jing Yan’s heart skipped a beat as he began to cautiously prepare.

In fact, Jing Yan had always been on guard against Wanbao Daoist.

"Come forth!" Wanbao Daoist shouted loudly.

Before him, a black light rapidly surged forth. A breathtaking aura emanated from within the black light, spreading instantly across the battlefield. Within this aura lay an overwhelming and pulsating will.

And in the next moment, a massive black figure emerged, sprawling out right in front of Wanbao Daoist.

"This is..." Jing Yan’s eyes widened.

Not just Jing Yan! The sect masters and other individuals from the Thousand Hands Sect and the other two sects were all left gaping.

Countless martial artists watching from afar instinctively sealed their lips, eyes fixed unwaveringly on that enormous figure. How large was this figure?

A rough estimation suggested it was at least tens of thousands of meters in length, spanning there and blotting out the sky.

This wasn’t the important part; the important part was, once this gigantic entity appeared, it began moving on its own.

What on earth was this thing? Almost everyone was witnessing such a colossal entity for the first time!

"Oww!"

A howl resounded, and the sound waves tore through the space within a radius of hundreds of thousands of meters.

At that moment, Jing Yan clearly saw the appearance of this colossal entity.

"A divine beast!" Jing Yan took a deep breath and spoke two bitter words.

Divine beasts are actually quite common. There are various kinds of divine beasts in the God Realm. Even in low-class worlds, there are descendants of divine beasts. But those divine beasts are insignificant compared to the divine beast released by Wanbao Daoist.

The divine beast released by Wanbao Daoist is, in the true sense, a divine beast, a peak strong entity within the Beast Clan. Its aura alone is enough to prevent ordinary God Lord level strong people from approaching.

"Is this a Black Flood Dragon?" Jing Yan focused his gaze forward.

The divine beast released by Wanbao Daoist appeared like a massive snake. But it had a single horn on its head, making it look more like a dragon. However, dragons have claws, and this entity had none, suggesting it should be a Black Flood Dragon, and it was close to evolving into a dragon.

Legend has it that the true rulers of the Beast Clan, the adult dragons, possess strength comparable to human Supreme Heavenly Venerate. Hence, this Black Flood Dragon on the brink of evolving into a dragon probably had strength not far from human Heavenly Venerates.

Jing Yan exhaled softly.

Who would have thought that Wanbao Daoist had hidden a Black Flood Dragon, one close to the Beast Clan’s ruler? Jing Yan couldn’t imagine it, and it was likely that except for Wanbao Daoist, no one else present knew.

In the All Paths World, there had never been any rumors about the Black Flood Dragon. That means Wanbao Daoist probably never let this Black Flood Dragon out in front of others. Were it not for being pushed to the limit by Jing Yan, he likely wouldn’t have released the Black Flood Dragon even now.

Indeed, this was the case.

This Black Flood Dragon was subdued by Wanbao Daoist during his training in chaos, by chance. At that time, the Black Flood Dragon was still in its infancy with relatively low strength, so Wanbao Daoist had the opportunity to subdue it. If it had been what it is now, Wanbao Daoist would absolutely have been unable to subdue the Black Flood Dragon.

Wanbao Daoist had been secretly nurturing the Black Flood Dragon, allowing it to grow slowly, sparing no cost. Wanbao Daoist hoped that one day the Black Flood Dragon would transform into a dragon. Once it transformed, its combat power would be equivalent to human Heavenly Venerates. At that point, even if Wanbao Daoist himself wasn’t a Heavenly Venerate, with the Black Flood Dragon, he wouldn’t fear human Heavenly Venerates.

Today, Wanbao Daoist was compelled to release the Black Flood Dragon. He initially intended not to let anyone know about it before it evolved. But now, it seems that’s no longer possible.