Chapter 408: Chapter 214: Armies at Black Lake, the Transformed Black Lake Jiao Venerable

The Black Lake Demon Race is not made up of demons that all live in the Black Lake; most demons still live on land.

Only the Jiao Dragon Race and some demons who have condensed their Demon Pill or Divine Soul dare to live in the Black Lake.

On this day, howls echoed from the mountains and forests surrounding Black Lake, with rolling Demon Qi blocking out the sky and sun.

"The Demon Suppression Army is coming!"

"Have these humans not done enough by injuring the Jiao Venerable?"

"Fight them! The Black Lake lineage will not be insulted!"

...

Tens of thousands of troops marched, their tracks impossible to conceal, and even before approaching Black Lake, these Demon Fiends had already noticed the Demon Suppression Army.

A bone-chilling cold spread, and the vast, endless Black Lake began to surge. Amidst the rolling waters, it seemed as if mountains were rising from the lakebed, revealing massive demons emerging from the depths.

There were crabs as enormous as mountain ranges and turtles with an aura of cold enveloping them, their backs like plazas.

Upon appearing in the water, these aquatic demons prostrated themselves, as if awaiting the arrival of a king.

Rumble...

Moments later, deep within Black Lake, giant waves surged, as seven or eight Flood Dragons, clad in ominous scale armor with ferocious appearances, rose to the surface. The intense aura of their bloodline instantly caused all aquatic demons to tremble.

Strictly speaking, the Black Lake Demon Race specifically refers to these Flood Dragons, with the rest being of no concern to the Demon Suppression Bureau.

"We pay our respects to the Dragon Monarch!"

All aquatic demons bowed their heads into the water, displaying complete loyalty.

Even though the Jiao Dragon Race had lived in this Black Lake for over a thousand years, the actual number of true Flood Dragons was only seven or eight.

Previously, there were about ten, but Wei Fan had killed two.

Amidst the mist covering the lake, as waves rolled, Ao Qiang’s head emerged dozens of yards above the lake, looking down as he spoke: "Has Pei Shinan really led the Demon Suppression Army to attack us?"

He maintained an air of authority on his face, but inwardly he was in turmoil, as he had just received news that the Demon Suppression Army was approaching, and he could not find any trace of his father.

The massive crab demon bowed and said: "Your Highness, the Demon Suppression Army is merely twenty miles from Black Lake. Should we fight or flee? Please, give us your directives!"

Ao Qiang remained silent, gazing at the largest Flood Dragon among the seven or eight Flood Dragons.

It was their eldest brother, Ao Xingyun, the eldest son of the Black Lake Jiao Venerable!

"Mooo..."

Ao Xingyun let out a sharp dragon roar that echoed high and loud: "The Black Lake lineage will only die in battle, never fleeing. Humans are nothing more than food for the Jiao Dragon Race. How could we be frightened by our food? Our Father may not be here, but should Pei Shinan dare to disrespect the dignity of a Martial Venerable and strike against us, the Jiao Dragon Race is not without support."

They merely lacked Demon Venerable level combat power. Below the Demon Venerable level, the Black Lake Flood Dragons were not afraid of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

Pei Shinan would not dare to attack them as a Martial Venerable. The Black Lake Flood Dragons were not some wild demon race. If they dared use high-level abilities to bully them, the backing behind the Black Lake Flood Dragons would surely retaliate, as the noble Jiao Dragon Race would never flee without a fight.

"Battle!"

"The Black Lake lineage is mighty!"

"Do not be frightened by your food!"

...

Ao Xingyun’s words ignited a chorus of shouts through the air, rousing all the demons’ battle intent.

"Form ranks, teach these humans a lesson!"

Ao Xingyun rose from the water, his several hundred-yard-long body twisting and coiling, like a mountain suspended over Black Lake, an overwhelming pressure enveloping everything.

In the sky, clouds began to gather, and lightning flashed and thunder roared.

The mythical creatures were indeed extraordinary; this ability to change the weather, to call forth rain and clouds, was something even a Martial Venerable couldn’t achieve. But these Flood Dragons, being merely at the level of Demon Monarchs, could alter the weather with their emotions.

"Such terrifying power; why is their combat ability so weak?"

Wei Fan, sitting on a Demon Horse, looked at the turbulently changing skies ahead, puzzled. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Even his Will Power couldn’t alter the weather on such a scale; at best, he could gather a bit of moisture or create a breeze.

Yet these Flood Dragons of Black Lake could transform the weather, summon clouds, and bring rain.

Logically, such mythical beings should be fearsomely powerful, but the two Flood Dragons he had slain, although far stronger than typical demons, were not as powerful as their mythical status suggested.

Not only him, but even Pei Shinan and Qi Zhicun together almost defeated the Jiao Venerable. If not for Qi Zhicun holding back, the Jiao Venerable might have already been killed.

Pei Shinan nodded: "This race does indeed disgrace the name of the Jiao Dragon, which might also explain why they remain in such a remote place.

I’ve heard that in our countless battles with the Demon Fiends, the sages of our human race not only killed demons but weakened their bloodlines, suppressing their Divine Abilities.

Perhaps the Jiao Dragons of this Black Lake lineage had their bloodline weakened and Divine Abilities suppressed by our venerable ancestors."

Beside him, Ji Qingyue nodded: "I also heard such rumors from my master, but even he doesn’t know if such methods truly exist. The techniques of our revered forebears are beyond our understanding."

Wei Fan was somewhat moved. If such a method existed, to weaken the overwhelmingly strong Jiao Dragon bloodline to be equivalent to ordinary demons, the cultivation of the person who did so must have been truly ancient and legendary.

This was no ordinary Martial Arts; it required a master of such a level to weaken an entire race from the source of their bloodline.

Soon, a chill spread through as the army began to enter the Black Lake Domain, and some soldiers of weaker cultivation had to operate their True Qi to resist the cold.