Chapter 83: Chapter 83: The Two Realms Flower Blooms

The Ox Demon led his demons out of the great hall, turned to Ren Yan, and said, "Brother, lead the way!"

Ren Yan smiled. "The members of the Yinluo Sect are taking a Flying Boat back to the Abyssal Marsh. We just need to wait for them on their return path. As it happens, I have a mount that is not only incredibly fast but will also allow everyone to rest and conserve their strength. What do you think, Brother Niu?"

The Ox Demon nodded, agreeing. "We’ll do as you say!"

Ren Yan strode forward. With a wave of his long sleeve, a cloud of black mist, thick as ink, bloomed in the sky. In an instant, it expanded to be over a hundred yards wide, blotting out the sky and sun and radiating a vast demonic aura.

Suddenly, a dragon’s cry echoed from within the Demon Fog.

The cry was vast and primeval, filled with an air of nobility, majesty, and sanctity. It was like the call of an emperor of the world, the sovereign of all life.

The hearts of the demons jolted, and they couldn’t help but retreat half a step.

Only the imposing Ox Demon stood his ground, but his expression had also turned slightly solemn.

The next moment, a flood dragon over a hundred feet long and deep blue in color slithered out from the pitch-black Demon Fog.

The giant flood dragon had six Dragon Horns on its head and radiated an icy, chilling aura. Its Dragon Scales were naturally covered in strange, swirling patterns that were dizzying to behold.

"A Nine Nether Flood Dragon... I never thought you’d be able to tame this Celestial Demon, Brother!"

The Ox Demon recognized the origin of the flood dragon in the sky at a glance and couldn’t help but speak, his words tinged with a newfound respect.

’The power of this Nine Nether Flood Dragon is probably even greater than my own!’

’If I didn’t have the methods my Demon King master bestowed upon me, I’d likely have no chance of victory against this Nether Flood Dragon.’

Ren Yan chuckled humbly. "It’s just a minor trick, Brother Niu. Please!"

The Ox Demon soared into the air with him, landing on the Nine Nether Flood Dragon’s head.

Then, the Ox Demon looked down at the trembling demons before the hall and shouted, "What are you all standing around for? Get up here, now!"

The demons finally snapped out of it. Three of the bolder ones, demons with Life Talisman Cultivation, were the first to fly onto the Nether Flood Dragon’s body.

The other Sensing Realm demons quickly followed, climbing onto the Nether Flood Dragon’s body with a mix of excitement and terror, and found places to steady themselves.

With a soft cry from Ren Yan, the Nine Nether Flood Dragon let out a long call, shook its head and tail, and flew off into the distant sky, wreathed in Demon Fog.

The dragon’s Tunneling Speed was unbelievably fast. The demons saw only a blur as the surrounding scenery instantly changed, the mountains and landscape below rapidly receding.

After flying for about two hours, the Nine Nether Flood Dragon suddenly slowed.

The demons looked up and saw a Flying Boat in the distant sky, parting the clouds and speeding towards them.

It was the Yinluo Flying Ship!

Seeing this, the demons immediately grew excited, cracking their knuckles in preparation for a big fight.

The Nine Nether Flood Dragon suddenly opened its mouth and unleashed a blast of deep blue breath. It carried a terrifying Demonic Qi capable of freezing all creation as it swept toward the Yinluo Flying Ship.

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Aboard the Yinluo Flying Ship.

Inside a Quiet Chamber, the atmosphere was rather suggestive.

Wen Qianqian’s voluptuous and graceful body was soft and supple, a faint fragrance wafting from her. Fang Cheng, being in the prime of his virility, was unwilling to let her go just yet.

He looked down at the charming young woman in his arms. Wen Qianqian shyly closed her beautiful eyes. Her luscious, glistening red lips parted slightly, a clear invitation for him to take her.

Suddenly, the Yinluo Flying Ship shook violently!

Fang Cheng’s expression changed. Before he could react, he felt an intensely cold energy seeping into the air around them.

’He could clearly sense that if the Yinluo Flying Ship’s outer defensive wards hadn’t activated and weakened the frigid aura by more than ninety percent, that single blast would have frozen the life right out of him and Wen Qianqian!’

"Enemy attack!"

A low shout echoed in the ears of everyone on the Flying Boat.

It was Gao Chong’s voice.

Although this True Disciple of a Yinluo Sect Supreme Elder had his cultivation path severed, his foundation remained, and his strength was still not to be underestimated.

In the Quiet Chamber, Fang Cheng released the shivering Wen Qianqian, strode to the window, opened it a crack, and peered outside.

A spiritual light was flaring from the Flying Boat, forming a halo that enveloped and protected it.

In the distant sky, a ferocious, deep-blue flood dragon over a hundred feet long slithered through a pitch-black Demon Fog.

The giant flood dragon had six Dragon Horns on its head and radiated an icy, chilling aura. Its Dragon Scales were naturally covered in strange, swirling patterns that looked both bizarre and menacing.

The giant flood dragon’s body was no smaller than the Yinluo Flying Ship, and its imposing presence was even greater.

When Fang Cheng saw the numerous powerful members of the Demon Race standing on the giant flood dragon’s back, a bad feeling instantly washed over him.

At that moment, a low, furious laugh echoed from the Flying Boat. "Ren Yan, you dare show your face to me again?!"

Anyone could hear the overwhelming rage in those words.

Fang Cheng’s expression changed. ’This is bad! Gao Chong is going to fight Ren Yan to the death!’

Without a second thought, he immediately took out the Vertical Earth Golden Light Talisman that Madam Ye had given him and clutched it tightly. If any danger arose, he would activate it instantly and flee for his life.

「In the skies.」

Ren Yan and the Ox Demon stood atop the Nine Nether Flood Dragon’s head, watching the distant Yinluo Flying Ship, which had been forced to a halt by the icy breath.

At the prow of the Flying Boat stood a towering man over twenty feet tall. He wore a suit of Profound Iron Armor covered in Demon Patterns, looking magnificent and powerful.

The man had rugged features, and his eyes glinted like sharp blades, fixed intently on Ren Yan. An astonishing demonic aura shot from him to the heavens, as if a terrifying Celestial Demon resided within his very body!

The man didn’t attack. Instead, like a predator stalking its prey, he waited patiently for the perfect moment to strike a fatal blow.

Ren Yan, in contrast, watched Gao Chong with a leisurely smile.

The Ox Demon stared intently at the man for a moment before muttering, "Tsk! The Yinluo Sect’s Netherworld Dharma Body..."

With that, he pulled a purplish-blue sphere from his storage bag and hurled it toward the Yinluo Flying Ship.

RUMBLE!

A bolt of icy thunder, ten feet thick and blazing with a dazzling blue light, descended upon the Yinluo Flying Ship, carrying an aura of total destruction.

Wherever the Ice Thunder passed, arcs of electricity swirled and frost drifted down. It was a bizarre yet strangely beautiful sight.

This was an Ice Thunder that the Ox Demon’s master had bestowed upon him before breaking through to the Life Soul Realm. Its power was comparable to a full-force strike from a cultivator at the Peak of the Life Talisman Realm!

For a moment, icy blue Thunder Light flickered and spread, instantly transforming into a vast ocean of lightning that engulfed the Yinluo Flying Ship.

The Flying Boat’s protective halo of light lasted only for a moment before flickering and dying.

Atop the giant flood dragon, the demons watched the terrifying power of the Ice Thunder with gleeful, savage smiles, ready to clean up the aftermath.

But as the Thunder Light dissipated, the laughter on the giant flood dragon came to an abrupt halt.

The Yinluo Flying Ship was still floating, motionless, enveloped by a faint white light that formed a perfect sphere around it.

The source of the white light was a graceful and beautiful Female Cultivator on the Flying Boat.

The demons looked over and saw that the Female Cultivator was about thirty years old. She wore elegant, snow-white robes with flowing sleeves and a silk shawl, all under a sheer, pearl-adorned gauze wrap. But what truly drew the eye was her exquisite figure: long, slender legs, a delicate waist, and a magnificent, full bust that was proudly ample.

She was a peerless beauty!

The Ox Demon’s eyes went wide, and he couldn’t help but regret promising this woman to his little brother, Ren Yan.

The Female Cultivator held a small pot of white flowers. Each blossom was no bigger than a copper coin, pure white and flawless, with seven petals clustered together, exuding a fresh and elegant aura.

The seven-petaled flowers emitted a brilliant white light, forming a white sphere a hundred feet in diameter that enveloped the Yinluo Flying Ship.

"The Two Realms Flower."

Ren Yan’s gaze suddenly turned cold and sinister.

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