The Ancient Godly Monarch
Chapter 158: The Plunder
Yao Sheng did not continue to attack Qin Wentian, not with any of the ten demonic beasts standing in front of him. If he could somehow absorb this warbeast spirit, he would definitely be able to condense the Astral Soul belonging to a constellation in the 5th Heavenly Layer.
Filled with wild ambition, Yao Sheng's heart roared excitedly. Unlike the others, he did not feel much fear or terror.
After all, at this testing ground, if he were to truly die, only his spiritual body would disappear and would lose the chance to come here again, after all, but he himself will not face actual death.
To the people of the Heaven Demon Sect, the lure of one of the top ten ranked demonic beasts was so great that they would not hesitate to risk their lives.
"Everyone, how about working together?"
Yao Sheng looked at Yue Qingfeng, Qian Mengyu, and the surrounding people as he suggested.
The crowd's sight flickered. It was not impossible to cooperate, but if they really did, in the end who would be the spoils?
If one of them really absorbed the warbeast spirit, the others would most likely gang up on the person doing it.
Not long ago, this exact scenario happened to Qin Wentian.
"Ye Yue, what do you think of this?" Yue Qingfeng looked at the young man standing by his side as he asked. This young man was wearing a robe embroidered with the image of a river of constellations.
This person was from His Highness' Heaven Sect. As for rank 36 Heavenly Starlords, they were determined by the Heavenly Sect.
Within the Grand Xia Empire, His Highness Sect Sect was the most powerful. They had an absolute influence on the ranking charts of cultivators, and their decisions would affect many countries. An example is the Chu – ranking system which is referred to as the rank of the ten prodigies.
"Let's work together." Ye Yue took the lead, and a sharp light glimmered in her eyes as she stared at the Blue-scale Flood Dragon.
A group of people dispersed and surrounded the Blue-scale Flood Dragon. They all released their Astral Souls.
The flood dragon let out a fury as it smashed its way towards Yao Sheng, only to see Yao Sheng's beast blood begin to surge. A towering demonic Qi filled the air. The legendary Roc's wings flickered as he turned into streams of light, also dashing towards the blue-scale Flood Dragon.
Puchis! The sharp claws of the flood dragon missed Yao Sheng. Yao Sheng actually floated in midair, and after he found the right angle, he dashed forward, appearing in front of the dragon head in an instant. Yao Sheng's agility and agility made Qin Wentian dumbfounded.
But even so, the reaction speed of the flood dragon was also very timely. Opening his jaw open, he moved towards Yao Sheng, wanting to devour him in one gulp.
Brnnn! A resplendent sword light burst out as Qian Mengyu soared into the sky. Columns and columns of dead sword light endlessly pierced into the mouth of the flood dragon.
This scenario caused the Blue Scale Flood Dragon to have no choice but to close its jaws. At the same time, Yao Sheng's palm strike turned into a giant bear claw as he swooped down, targeting the flood dragon's brain.
Yao Sheng and Qian Mengyu were from two different camps, yet their cooperation was exquisite. The timing and rhythm of each attack complemented each other perfectly.
The head of the flood dragon retreated backwards. Yao Sheng's fighting prowess was extremely frightening, and there was also an additional vibration effect. For a short time, the flood dragon was stunned by the commotion of his brain, and after recovering, he swept his huge tail like a whip. The spikes embedded on it were all akin to sharp swords.
Yue Qingfeng also ran forward while executing the Garuda Movement Technique, avoiding the massive body of the flood dragon. His target was also the brain of the Blue-scale Flood Dragon.
Ye Yue did the same as well.
Their individual attacks seemed to somehow blend into a perfect tacit understanding, with each one complementing each other. Everyone is eyeing the brain of the Blue Scale Flood Dragon King. If one attack or two attacks were unsuccessful, they would attack until successful.
"Everyone is an elite, but if we were to talk about one-on-one, surely no one would be able to fight against the blue-scale Flood Dragon. But when they work together, the augmentation effect is not something as simple as one plus one equals two. ”Masing each of their individual attacks synergized so well that they caused the tyrant, powerful and powerful attacks of the flood dragon to be completely mitigated.
Qin Wentian had personally witnessed the interesting fight between the elite and the flood dragon. The flood dragon let out an enormous fury as its huge body twisted and spun in the air. His long, winding neck stretched. His mouth moved towards Qian Mengyu, ignoring the attacks of the other elites targeting her body.
"DIE!" Qian Mengyu's palm trembled as Astral Light metamorphosed into a sword beam, manifesting countless sharp swords that flowed continuously like a beam of light, slashing the maw of the flood dragon.
The flood dragon moved its head downwards and continued running towards him. Qian Mengyu's sharp sword actually managed to draw blood, but in the end the sword was still not enough to seriously injure the dragon.
Qian Mengyu turned a full circle, wanting to retreat. But at this moment, the blue-scale Flood Dragon in front of him was already so enraged that it lost its reason. Madness chased after him, ignoring the attacks of others. It must definitely kill one of the elites first before it can have a chance, and this troubled human who excelled in sword arts was too annoying.
Qian Mengyu's face turned extremely unsightly as she watched the flood dragon endlessly chase after her. He had no way of dodging the ferocious attacks of the dragons any longer and could only choose to exert all his strength for defense.
Qin Wentian stood not far from Qian Mengyu's side. Upon seeing this scenario, the look in his eyes turned cold, extremely cold.
"Here." Qin Wentian called Qian Mengyu over.
The graceful figure of Qian Mengyu ran towards Qin Wentian, while the flood dragon followed from behind, unwilling to give up the chase. Wrenched open his huge jaw again, his neck stretched forward at a frightening speed, wanting Qian Mengyu to shatter under his bite.
Bssst! A strong wind blew past as Qin Wentian executed the Garuda Movement Technique to its maximum extent. He actually ran right into the jaw waiting for the Blue-scale Flood Dragon.
A cruel light flashed across the dragon's eyes as it closed its jaws. The dragon wanted to tear Qin Wentian to pieces with its serrated teeth.
"Wu ..." A pitiful voice whimpered. Qin Wentian moved like the wind as he retreated from the huge jaws of the Blue-scale Flood Dragon. An ancient spear appeared in the space where Qin Wentian was supposed to be. Its tip pierced through the dragon's upper jaw and stood upright, supporting the dragon's jaw wide open.
"Successful." Qin Wentian looked at the gigantic tail of the raging dragon as it let out a howl of agony. His silhouette flickered, and he instantly appeared on the muzzle of the flood dragon as he crashed into the Falling Mountain Palms, pushing the ancient spear even deeper with each palm strike, causing the flood dragon to become almost infatuated by great suffering.
"Do it." The others also rushed forward, targeting their attacks in the area of the flood dragon head when the ancient spear in its jaws finally pierced through its muzzle. The power of his raging tail grew increasingly weaker.
Everyone exclaimed how lucky Qin Wentian was in their hearts. He actually managed to stick the ancient spear inside the jaw of the flood dragon just as it closed its jaw, causing the ancient spear to get stuck there. This was what created an opportunity for them to freely shower their attacks on the dragons.
The body of the Blue Scale Flood Dragon gradually began to lose its shape as it slowly began to change illusions and transform into a beast spirit.
Qin Wentian picked up the ancient spear, and at the same time, his palm wavered as he prepared to absorb the spirit beast. His actions were reflected by almost all the cultivators around him.
One of the top ten ranked beasts in the Warbeast Index, everyone wanted it for themselves.
ROARS. The Blue Scale Flood Dragon Spirit let out a terrifying roar as it charged towards Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian felt his consciousness tremble violently as he also began to turn around the illusion.
Retreating explosively, this finally made her return to normal, but her face was extremely unsightly.
The spiritual consciousness of the flood dragon had turned into a spirit beast, but it was still extremely tyrannical. It instantly entered his sea mind and attacked his consciousness. Although he had a fleshy body and blood, here, everyone was made of spiritual awareness. And as long as one's consciousness is injured, they will also fade away.
A thunderous roar roared Heaven and Earth. Qian Mengyu, Yao Sheng and the others were also forced to retreat. Their faces were extremely ugly to look at as they had never encountered a beast spirit that was difficult to deal with.
Yao Sheng's body surged with the blood of his ferocious beast as he flew towards the spirit beast, wanting to devour it himself.
Buzz! The Blue Scale Flood Dragon Spirit darted away, his cold eyes disdainfully staring at the others. Although it had been reduced to a spirit form, no one had to think about absorbing it.
The blue-scaled Flood Dragon beast spirit was too tyrannical.
His eyes narrowed dangerously as he looked at Qin Wentian. It was precisely this human that caused his fleshy body to be destroyed.
OWWWWWWWWW! The spirit beast howled as it once again ran towards Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian felt his consciousness tremble. A spiral appeared in his palm, and by the time he made contact with the flood dragon, he channeled all his strength to absorb his spirit.
The cold beast's eyes stared at him viciously, and attempted to blow Qin Wentian's consciousness into pieces, causing Qin Wentian's body to turn into an illusion, twinkling in and out of existence.
Upon seeing this, Yao Sheng and the others stood up and made no attempt to help Qin Wentian. Nervousness could be seen in Qian Mengyu's eyes, but she did not know how she could handle such a tyrant beast spirit.
"Vile creatures, you still dare to be so barbaric even when you are reduced to spirit." A chill of ice filled Qin Wentian's eyes as he stared at the flood dragon. His Great Dream, Astral Soul was released, and a moment later, he transferred himself and the flood dragon spirit to the dream realm of his own creation.
In the dream, Qin Wentian was an unrivalled existence, like a King all under Heaven, as he stared at the pitiful little beast spirit with disdain.
"A vile creature, submit to me." Qin Wentian roared. Thunder howled, and lightning fell down from Heaven, crashing into the spirit form of the flood dragon, causing it to shake violently in pain.
It was currently reduced to a spirit form and had absolutely no way of defending against the misuse of Qin Wentian's dream will. The power of dreams is also a type of consciousness and willpower, allowing opponents to believe what they are experiencing is real.
How could an ordinary spirit body possibly withstand it?
Outside of dreamland, the flood dragon spirit was increasingly indistinct, as if it was slowly being absorbed by Qin Wentian. The tyrant beast spirit that tyrant seemed to have no fighting spirit anymore, had lost his previous temper as he obediently prepared to submit.
"What's going on?"
Their gazes were all fixated on the war spirit, which faded in and out, as if it would disappear at any moment. This caused them to feel a sense of foreboding.
Could it be that this person had actually already absorbed the spirit of the Blue Scale Flood Dragon?
Psssth ~ The spirit beast turned into a column of bluish smoke that entered Qin Wentian's body. The demonic Qi that Qin Wentian exuded was currently even stronger than Yao Sheng.
"Not good, he's trying to get out of the testing ground."
Yue Qingfeng shouted in panic. When he was at a party with Qin Wentian, he remembered Qin Wentian casually asking him how to get out of the Spirit Beast Testing Grounds. He did not think too much about it back then, so he explained to Qin Wentian that people only needed to be sober and gradually forced one's consciousness to wake up, peeling off the wrong pieces of reality at the testing ground. But this takes a certain amount of time to complete.
Qin Wentian had clearly utilized the gap of time during the absorption of the spirit beast to simultaneously prepare for his departure.
Yao Sheng and the others lunged forward when they discovered this, but to their great surprise, they found Qian Mengyu brandishing her sword and blocking their path to Qin Wentian.
"Qian Mengyu, what are you doing?" Yue Qingfeng shouted coldly.
“He has the most credit when it comes to killing a blue-scale Flood Dragon. There was nothing wrong even if he absorbed the spirit beast, "Meng Qianyu replied coldly.
"Soge away." Yao Sheng stepped forward.
"There is no more time," Ye Yue spoke in a low voice. They saw Qin Wentian's body change illusions when he completely disappeared from within the Spirit Beast Testing Grounds.
Seeing this happen caused the faces of the crowd to turn extremely bad.
Qin Wentian left with the spirit beast belonging to the number nine demonic beast, the Blue-scale Flood Dragon!
