Chapter 35  Su Ming Strikes! Dominant Suppression!

“Really!!!”

“But don’t blame me for not warning you—Su Ming is the son of the Demon Emperor!”

Fang Yuhan’s face twisted with rage as he growled viciously.

“So what if he’s the Demon Emperor’s son? As long as he’s not the Demon Emperor himself, with the Dragon Soul possessing me, I could kill him in my sleep.”

“Now give me your blood essence and lifespan!”

The Flood Dragon’s tone was domineering, with a cold killing intent flashing deep within its eyes.

“Take it then.”

Fang Yuhan gritted his teeth.

The next moment, his entire body trembled violently. With a bang, large quantities of blood essence surged out from his skin in reverse. He let out a pained cry as his skin cracked and his face rapidly withered.

In an instant, Fang Yuhan seemed to have aged several decades. His energy and blood weakened drastically, and even his cultivation—once at the Spirit Communication Realm—began to regress.

At that moment, he suffered immense losses in both blood essence and vitality. After this, it would take him at least a hundred years of bitter cultivation to barely recover, significantly slowing his path to advancement.

But even so, his face remained ferocious, and his eyes were cold and resolute.

“It’s all worth it!”

“As long as I can kill Su Ming, sacrificing a bit of my life essence is nothing!”

“Once I kill him, I’ll disappear into exile.”

“After a hundred years of cultivation, I’ll flatten the entire Wuji Demon Palace with one stomp!”

“Su Ming, tonight is your end!”

He still had full confidence in the strength of the Yellow Springs Flood Dragon. Tonight, Su Ming was doomed!

The Yellow Springs Flood Dragon’s spirit left its body and vanished in a flash. Soon, the palace Fang Yuhan mentioned appeared before its eyes. By reading Fang Yuhan’s memories, the dragon had already locked onto Su Ming’s location.

Without any effort, it entered the palace. Seeing Su Ming resting peacefully on his bed, it sneered.

“Demon Emperor’s son? You’re not even the Emperor himself. You’re just an ant.”

“Tonight, I will end you.”

With a boom, the Yellow Springs Flood Dragon charged in front of Su Ming and invaded his Sea of Consciousness directly. It was a fragmented soul that had survived thousands of years in the Yellow Springs Diagram.

Nourished by Yellow Springs energy, it had developed a technique to devour the Sea of Consciousness. A mere drop of Yellow Springs water could scorch the soul—its terror was unimaginable.

The dragon had absorbed Yellow Springs essence day and night, integrating it into its body. Even a Nirvana Realm warrior might not escape if it infiltrated their Sea of Consciousness.

Buzz…!

Without resistance, it entered Su Ming’s mind. Next, it only needed to exhale a breath of Yellow Springs energy to instantly shatter the Sea of Consciousness.

Once the Sea of Consciousness is destroyed, 90% of people die immediately. Even if someone survives, they become a mindless cripple.

Just as it was about to strike—a calm voice echoed in the Sea of Consciousness.

“Fang Yuhan sent you to kill me?”

“Huh…?”

The Flood Dragon was startled.

It suddenly saw Su Ming standing in his Sea of Consciousness, dressed in elegant robes, his expression calm and indifferent. Despite the dragon’s massive presence invading his mind, Su Ming looked completely unfazed.

“You’re quite sharp to detect my intrusion.”

“But so what? Your guardians can’t save you now. In your Sea of Consciousness, I can kill you with one breath.”

The dragon’s voice rumbled with overwhelming menace.

“Heh.”

Su Ming chuckled.

“A mere little Flood Dragon dares act arrogant before the son of the Emperor?”

“I’ll give you a chance—submit to me, become my mount and pull my chariot, and I’ll spare you. What do you say?”

These words drove the Flood Dragon into a frenzy. Its roar shook the heavens. It was a soul nurtured by the Yellow Springs Diagram!

Once a pet of the ancient Yellow Springs Emperor, proud and unyielding. Unless a true Emperor appeared, it bowed to no one.

And now, this brat dared demand its submission?

And just to pull a cart!

“You seek death!”

“I’ll kill you right now!”

With a furious roar, it opened its mouth and spat a mass of Yellow Springs water. At once, terrifying waves surged in the Sea of Consciousness. Like a flood from the underworld, destroying all it touched. This was the aura of the Yellow Springs—chilling and deadly.

“Overestimating yourself.”

Su Ming merely shook his head. In the next instant, his eyes opened and shut, transforming into golden vertical pupils.

Boom…!

Su Ming’s Sea of Consciousness was suddenly filled with light. Above it, a massive figure appeared with a thunderous roar.

As if clouds dispersed and the heavens cracked open—a colossal ancestral dragon appeared, towering between heaven and earth. The hundred-zhang-long Flood Dragon now looked like a worm in comparison.

Its ancient demonic eyes, like the sun and moon, annihilated and devoured all. An infinite, terrifying pressure erupted from every direction.

“A lowly Flood Dragon dares cause trouble in my presence.”

Su Ming’s voice echoed coldly through the Sea of Consciousness. His Ancestral Dragon Sacred Body had appeared!

“What is this?”

The Flood Dragon’s expression changed drastically.

“Ancestral Dragon!”

“This is bad!”

A pressure from the deepest part of its bloodline crushed down upon it. Dragons revere power—and the strong always suppress the weak. Faced with the bloodline aura of the Ancestral Dragon, the Flood Dragon’s spirit crumbled.

“How is this possible? You have Ancestral Dragon blood!

The Ancestral Dragon disappeared long ago—it can’t be, I don’t believe it…”

It curled into a ball, shrieking in terror. Its will was swallowed by fear.

“Your puny dragon power will make excellent nourishment.”

Su Ming’s tone was ice-cold.

He reached out with five fingers—the ancestral dragon above him mimicked the gesture, clawing downward. The Flood Dragon’s eyes nearly burst. Endless fear engulfed it, and it trembled, screaming.

“I submit! Don’t kill me!”

“I’ll help you kill Fang Yuhan… I’ll help you refine the Divine Diagram… I know the Yellow Springs Emperor’s treasure location…”

It wailed and begged.

Su Ming, however, remained unmoved.

His voice echoed calmly.

“I already gave you a chance.”

The next moment, his hand grasped the Flood Dragon’s spirit. The Ancestral Dragon Sacred Body activated fully.

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