"It's in the direction of the Dragon Transformation Pool!"
The black dragon looked over, and his expression changed instantly.
Everyone looked up and saw a black shadow that was almost 30 meters tall suddenly soar into the sky above the Dragon Transformation Pool.
The black shadow seemed to be a wyrm, and an extremely ferocious and powerful aura surged out from the black shadow at this moment.
The Patriarch of Hell narrowed his eyes. He immediately recognized it with his extraordinary knowledge, "This is the sign of becoming a wyrm!"
"I did it!"
Joy flashed through Ye Chen's eyes. Subsequently, he moved and appeared near the Dragon Transformation Pool in a few breaths of time.
Now, everyone could see it clearly.
The black shadow was really a wyrm. Its entire body was as black as ink, and it was almost 30 meters long. It was covered in dense scales that reflected a metallic luster.
The wyrm emitted an extremely violent and ferocious aura. Its furious roar carried a faint pressure, causing some of the powerhouses present to reveal fearful expressions.
The black dragon looked at the empty Dragon Transformation Pool and felt extremely pained, "Did it absorb all the resources in the Dragon Transformation Pool of my Black Wyrm clan?"
"Fellow Ye, it's Second Brother, right?"
Sensing the familiar aura coming from the wyrm, the Patriarch of Hell immediately came to a realization.
He could not help but rub his chin and say, "Second Brother is amazing too. He can actually withstand the impact of the wyrm bloodline with a mere demonic snake body!"
This terrifying might lasted for almost an hour before it gradually dissipated, and the wyrm in the sky became more and more solid.
Plop!
The black wyrm plunged into the Dragon Transformation Pool.
Tap, tap, tap …
Everyone then heard an extremely heavy and clumsy footstep coming from the Dragon Transformation Pool.
The sound was like a baby learning to walk.
Then, under everyone's gaze, a figure slowly leaped out of the Dragon Transformation Pool.
It was a young man around 15 or 16 years old. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had an extremely muscular body, and his dark skin was filled with wild strength.
"Ah …"
Li Ying and the other women cried out and were the first to cover their eyes with their hands. A blush climbed from their cheeks to their ears.
That was because the young man was not wearing any clothes. There was not a single strand of hair on his body. His facial features looked a little dull and honest.
"Is that Second Brother?"
Patriarch Yellow Spring's jaw dropped to the ground.
Even though he knew that Little Black could transform into a human after transforming into a flood dragon, he still didn't expect Little Black to look like this.
Hearing the words' Second Brother '.
The young man who was initially at a loss was stunned at first. Then, he suddenly looked at Ye Chen, the patriarch, and the rest. There was excitement in his eyes.
"Dong dong dong …"
He controlled his uncoordinated body and walked to Ye Chen quickly. Eventually, he knelt hard before Ye Chen.
"Mas …"
"Mas … ter …"
A young and shaky voice came out of his mouth, as if he was inarticulate.
"Very good, congratulations on being reborn."
A hint of relief flashed through Ye Chen's eyes, "Since you can transform into a human, I'll grant you life today. Ye Yao!"
After transforming into a flood dragon, Little Black was equivalent to a Gold Core Stage cultivator. His combat power was comparable to a supreme giant. If he relied on the power of his physical body, he was enough to fight a general Demon King.
"Thank … Thank you, Master!"
Little Black scratched its head. It seemed that its reflex arc was a little slow, and it only reacted after a long while.
"As expected of that silly Second Brother," the Patriarch of Hell said in disdain.
Old Ancestor Yellow Spring said disdainfully. Then, he walked over, put his hand on Ye Chen's shoulder, and chuckled. "Second Brother, I'll take you to find something exciting later."
Little Black subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at the former in fear. He would never forget how the patriarch tricked him into licking the socket of the electric board.
"Alright, put on your clothes!"
Ye Chen shook his head lightly and took out a set of spare clothes from his storage ring for Little Black to put on.
"Let's go take a look at this so-called Fengdu!" Ye Chen smiled and turned around to lead everyone out of the Water Dragon Palace.
…
A hundred kilometers away from the Water Dragon Palace, there was a plum forest. As far as the eye could see, all the plum blossoms within five kilometers were in full bloom. It was like a world of ice and snow.
However, what was strange was that when people walked past these plum trees, the wind they stirred up could not move the plum blossoms at all.
The Patriarch of Hell stopped in his tracks and reached out to pluck a plum blossom. He placed it in front of his nose and sniffed it. His eyes narrowed, "Fellow Ye, something's wrong!"
"Haha …"
Ye Chen suddenly laughed. He looked around calmly and enunciated word by word, "Come out. Didn't you set up this illusion to kill me?"
Following his words, Li Ying and the rest's expressions changed.
The expressions of Li Ying and the others changed as they looked around cautiously.
"As expected of Mad Southern Ye!"
Following an extremely unexpected voice that shook the air, an old man in a green Daoist robe slowly walked out.
The old man's face was extremely old. Even though he did not reveal a single trace of his aura, the faint pressure between his brows caused everyone's hearts to tremble.
A powerhouse!
A powerhouse who lived in seclusion!
Li Ying and the rest were extremely shocked.
Little Black took a step forward and stood in front of Ye Chen to protect him. He looked at the old man who was walking over slowly cautiously.
The old man stopped and said to Ye Chen from afar, "Mount Wangwu, Qing Xuzi, greets Mad Southern Ye!"
"Mount Wangwu?"
Li Ying's pretty face changed when she heard that, "You're from Mount Wangwu, one of the ten blessed grotto-heavens?!"
"Why? Are you the only one who dares to show yourself? "
Ye Chen chuckled softly as if he was disdainful, "Could it be that the rest are all scoundrels hiding in the dark?"
As soon as he said that, five figures appeared in the air one after another. They were four old Taoists and an old woman.
"Mount Zixia, Kongmingzi, greets Mad Southern Ye!"
"Mount Xicheng, Cong Zhenzi, greets Mad Southern Ye!"
"Mount Luofu, Xi Xuanzi, greets Mad Southern Ye!"
"Mount Qingcheng, Yun Yangzi, greets Mad Southern Ye!"
"Mount Weiyu, Fairy Meng, greets Mad Southern Ye!"
As the six of them introduced themselves one after another, Li Ying's heart was also filled with extreme shock.
Six of the ten blessed grotto-heavens had come!
Although she could not see through their cultivation base, she was sure that the six of them were at the level of the Sky-roaming Dragon King.
Mount Zixia, Kongmingzi, smiled faintly, "Mad Southern Ye is indeed perceptive. You can tell that we're here for you at a glance."
Even though his words were extremely calm, everyone could still feel the bone-chilling coldness in them.
Li Ying bit the bullet and stepped forward, "Seniors, is there some misunderstanding between you and the Palace Master?"
"Misunderstanding?"
Mount Wangwu, Qing Xuzi, swept his horsetail whisk and said expressionlessly, "Perhaps, but there's no point in talking about this now!"
He took a good look at Ye Chen as he said to this point, "Mad Southern Ye, the reason why the six of us are here today isn't to fight you to the death. We just need you to follow us back and meditate for a hundred years."
Ye Chen grinned, "Are you guys trying to imprison me?"
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(PS: I caught a cold, had a headache, and started sweating. Therefore, I can only update two chapters today. I apologize to everyone.)
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