"How dare you!"
The Dragoncroc Emperor bellowed, having recovered a little from its wounds and barked, "Jiang He, how dare you offend His Highness?"
"I shall cut you down today!"
It had been so cowardly just a moment ago, but was now getting tough again.
Kaboom!
It was still maintaining its true form, but a thick Daemonic Qi erupted from the hundred-meter-long behemoth as it invoked the Nine Dragon God Fire Shroud again to suppress Jiang He. Laughing out loud, Jiang He punched out and sent the Nine Dragon God Fire Shroud flying.
With a single thought, the Ice and Fire Duality Sword Array reappeared and charged towards the Dragoncroc Emperor.
The illusory figure waved his hand, disintegrating Jiang He's Ice and Fire Duality Sword Array once more.
He was a little annoyed.
Even so, he did his best to maintain a calm expression and said, "Jiang He, I'm not killing you because I'm giving face to the person who inherited your immortal arts, and not because I can't kill you."
He raised his hand, and instantly, a demonic wind blew in all directions. The entire swamp began to rise, and huge waves rolled, splashing thousands of meters high. In an instant, the power was unparalleled. He shouted in a deep voice, "Scram … Hmm?"
And yet, the illusory figure's face dropped in the next instant.
He "saw" an illusory sword light coming straight at him.
In the instant that the sword light rose, veins of Sword Qi rampaged, illuminating the entire night sky.
Snikt ~
That "void" sword light pierced through the illusory figure's body. The illusory figure's eyes widened and his face was filled with disbelief. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say a word, his body vanished into thin air.
Jiang He's face paled, and he sneered, "A mere Yuan Spirit clone dares to act so rashly in front of me?"
"Stopping me from killing Croc Emperor twice. Do you really think I'm made of clay?"
The Twenty-Three Swords specialized in cutting Yuan Spirits!
Jiang He did not know how powerful the Yuan Spirit clone's master was, but the Yuan Spirit clone alone definitely possessed the combat ability of a Yuan Spirit. Still, he did not have to be afraid since it was a Yuan Spirit clone.
…
At the same time.
In the underwater world.
Nestled in the arms of a group of female Seductresses, the green-robed youth with scales on his forehead suddenly paled. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura instantly withered. The female Seductresses beside him were so frightened that they screamed. Without even bothering to put on their clothes, they began to run. For a moment, their breasts and buttocks were all exposed.
"Noisy!"
The green-robed young man rebuked weakly. He could not help but spit out another mouthful of blood. He looked into the distance as a look of shock flashed across his face. He said in disbelief, "A Soul Force secret technique?"
"Impossible … He's a Golden Core realm sword cultivator who hasn't even cultivated an Essence Soul. How could he have cultivated an Essence Soul secret technique?"
"That Primordial Spirit Secret Technique is so precious that even my clan has never obtained such an inheritance. He has actually grasped a Primordial Spirit Secret Technique?"
Right now, would the green-clothed youth care about the Dragoncroc Emperor's fate?
He quickly found a secret room and began to heal his injuries in seclusion.
That sword strike was mysterious and unfathomable. It severed his soul clone and injured his soul. It would probably take him at least half a year to recover.
…
Above the Great Swamp.
The Dragoncroc Emperor …
He could not react just then.
His Highness's Yuan Spirit Clone … was destroyed?
"Your Highness!"
It bellowed in anguish, its massive body sinking as it tried to crawl back into the lake. It was a pity that Jiang He was quicker than it, and charged the Ice and Fire Duality Sword Array once again after cutting down the Yuan Spirit Clone of His Highness that appeared out of nowhere.
Ice and fire sword light intertwined, instantly enveloping the Dragoncroc Emperor.
The Dragoncroc Emperor shrieked in pain, bursting with daemonic energy to defend itself, but its head was still cut off.
Jiang He extended his hand and grasped, his mystic energy flowing as he collected the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud that he had deformed. A superior-grade daemonic weapon was worth a fortune, and it might have the potential to evolve into a premium-grade daemonic weapon if he planted it.
Naturally, the Dragoncroc Emperor's corpse and head must not be thrown away.
That thing …
Eating it was out of the question.
At the very least, Jiang He could not eat it himself. After all, the Dragoncroc Emperor could assume human form, and eating its flesh would feel weird.
"I killed an Energy Shaping daemonic cultivator just like that?"
Jiang He fished out the Dragoncroc Emperor's corpse and head that had fallen into the lake, sighing. "Everyone says that the Dragoncroc Emperor is powerful, but that's all there is to it now."
In truth, it was not that the Dragoncroc Emperor was weak.
The Dragoncroc Emperor was an Energy Shaping elite and wielded the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud, a superior-grade daemonic weapon. Its combat ability was several times stronger than the Golden-Winged Roc.
Even so, Jiang He was stronger!
From the moment he invoked the Scarlet Flame Sword and cast White Foal Crosses the Rift to injure the Dragoncroc Emperor, he would have killed the Dragoncroc Emperor with a few consecutive punches if not for the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud protecting him!
He yawned.
Feeling a little sleepy after casting the Twenty-Three Swords, Jiang He promptly took to the skies and dashed towards Jingdu City.
Jiang He returned to the hotel around two in the morning.
After taking a shower, he went to bed.
Drowsiness overtook him after lying in bed for minutes, and Jiang He felt very pleased …
After killing the Dragoncroc Emperor and resolving the dangerous situation where the Sky Demon Cult's Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor worked together against him, his sleep quality improved.
He slept all the way until eleven in the afternoon the next day before getting out of bed.
But just as he woke up, he received a WeChat message from Wang Hou.
"Jiang He, Old Lin and I are having tea outside. Do you want to join us? We could talk about fighting the Sky Demon Cult's Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor. "Aside from the voice message, Wang Hou also sent his location.
Jiang He was a little puzzled after listening to the voice message.
Fighting …
The Dragoncroc Emperor?
He had already killed the Dragoncroc Emperor, so what the hell was he supposed to do? Still, come to think of it … the nearest base city to Shennongjia was over 150 kilometers away. Even if there was a divine-tier elite standing guard there, how could he sense what was going on in Shennongjia from such a distance?
That was why Wang Hou was not aware that he had taken some time out last night to kill the Dragoncroc Emperor.
…
At the same time.
There was a three-floored teahouse in a quiet alley in Jingdu City.
At the moment, Wang Hou and Lin Tianzheng were seated in an elegant private booth, drinking tea and discussing how to counter the threat of the Sky Demon Cult's Saint working together.
Lin Tianzheng said, "Minister Wang, I have a plan …"
"Hold on …"
Wang Hou quickly cut Lin Tianzheng short, saying, "Elder Lin, you should wait until Jiang He is here to explain your plan, or you would have to explain it to Jiang He again later. It's not easy for me to have some free time to drink tea, but I still have to be busy."
Wang Hou complained a little, but in the end, he could only smile. "There are some things I have to do, and I won't have peace as long as the threat of the Ferals is not stopped. I hope that working together with Jiang He this time would solve the problem of the Sky Demon Cult's Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor. If one of them is killed, I'll give myself a good vacation and sleep with him for a day and a night."
"Eh?"
Wang Hou's gaze twitched even as he spoke, and he smiled. "Jiang He is here."
His spirit had already noticed Jiang He as he entered the teahouse.
Jiang He noticed Wang Hou and Lin Tianzheng as well.
Arriving at the private booth, Wang Hou personally poured tea for Jiang He, and after some small talk, Wang Hou smiled. "Jiang He, considering that the Sky Demon Cult's Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor might attack you soon, we must come up with a complete plan."
Jiang He smiled and waved him off, saying, "There's no need, Minister Wang. It's just the Dragoncroc Emperor, I …"
Wang Hou cut him off even before he finished, saying seriously, "Don't be careless. Leaving aside the Dragoncroc Emperor's power, it holds a high position among the daemons in our country. If we don't kill it this time, it would unleash a Feral Swarm across the land, and there's no telling how many soldiers and martial artists would die."
The Dragoncroc Emperor unleashing a Feral Swarm across the land?
How could it do that when it was already a corpse?
Watching as Wang Hou and Lin Tianzheng discussed their plan and execution without end, Jiang He felt that …
He had to stop pretending.
It was time to lay his cards on the table.
Otherwise, would he have the mood to drink tea after listening to Wang Hou and Lin Tianzheng's incessant chatter?
Clearing his throat, he interrupted their conversation with a smile. "Minister Wang, Elder Lin, the truth is … I don't think there's a need to come up with such a battle plan."
"Before I went to bed last night, I took the time to visit Shennongjia and killed the Dragoncroc Emperor …"
(PS: Asking for monthly votes, asking for recommendation votes. I dozed off for a while, and didn't expect to only finish my fourth chapter after waking up at four.)
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