Chapter 1789 - 321: Part 5

"Roar!"

Facing the young man, it opened its mouth wide, issuing a challenge.

Li Zhiyuan took a step forward, confronting the Black Jiao remnant spirit once more.

The Black Jiao remnant spirit lunged forward.

With a "boom," it failed to touch the young man, instead being blocked by an invisible barrier in front of him.

A shadow of an ancestral altar appeared behind Li Zhiyuan, with all the plaques on the altar cracked, revealing a sense of ruin.

Yet even so, it continued to allow the young man to firmly withstand this round of onslaught from the Black Jiao remnant spirit.

On both sides of the altar, green gilded banners embroidered with golden dragons hung, lifelike in appearance.

Even though the spirits of the Liu family's Dragon Kings are gone, the Dragon King's Court remains the Dragon King's Court.

The elder, witnessing this scene, bowed his head and knelt down again.

The rows of plaques made his heart uneasy.

To his ancestors, Zhao Wuyang was a supreme existence, and to him, Jiujiang Zhao was even more of a colossus here.

And to lay out so many plaques... In this world, only the Dragon King family could do so.

The Black Jiao remnant spirit continued to roar angrily, its body relentlessly crashing against them.

Theoretically speaking, this place should be the home ground for the Black Jiao; here lies the depth of its consciousness, and it has the capability to devour Life Charts, but this opponent is too tough... It truly cannot bite through.

Even using attrition tactics, despite its massive body, the solidity cannot compare to that of this young man.

Should this continue, it's uncertain who will eventually concede first.

After venting its frustration, the Black Jiao remnant spirit turned around, preparing to return to the well.

It knows that today, with this young man here, it cannot feast upon the offering. If the young man remains next time, it plans to leave this place.

However, as it retraced its steps and was about to approach the well,

"Boom!"

Another invisible barrier emerged, blocking the Black Jiao remnant spirit.

Another altar shadow descended, precisely covering the well's opening. All the plaques on it were similarly cracked, yet the red gilded stripes on either side continued to silently proclaim their majesty.

Jin Xingshan glanced at the altar before him and the second one that appeared in the distance.

The Jin family has been in decline for a long time, and Jin Xingshan does not pay much attention to Jianghu affairs. These two altars leave him puzzled.

Because according to the situation before him, it implies that this young man possesses the inheritance of two Dragon King Courts.

But how could this be possible... It defies logic.

Even if a member of one Dragon King family marries another Dragon King family member, by law, they can only represent one family.

Yet for the young man to condense two solemn and majestic altars here, it indicates that he stands firm in law; otherwise, not only would they not appear, but such an act would bring him karmic backlash.

The Black Jiao remnant spirit launched another attack on the Qin family altar, but again, it could not break through.

Its body spun, and the Black Jiao remnant spirit turned to face Li Zhiyuan's direction again, releasing a roar, though this time with noticeably less vigor.

Actually, when Li Zhiyuan arrived here and the Black Jiao remnant spirit emerged from the well, the victory was already decided.

But what Li Zhiyuan wants is not to simply defeat it; he aims to control it.

To capture it alive requires greater sacrifice and more means.

Ideally, on a mental level, he will crush this remnant spirit, making it fear him at the sight, forever daring not to act up again.

Li Zhiyuan raised his hand, reaching forward.

Spiritual power rapidly drained, and a majestic figure appeared before the young man—Emperor Fengdu.

The shadow of the emperor mimicked the young man's actions, raising its hand, then together with the young man, reaching forward.

The Black Jiao remnant spirit began to evade; it was terrified.

But the emperor's palm still caught it.

The young man clenched his fingers, made a fist, and tightened.

The emperor's fingers clenched, made a fist, and tightened.

The Black Jiao remnant spirit emitted a wretched howl.

"Bang!" With a sound, the Black Jiao's body broke into two sections.

The front section with the head went forward, and the rear with the tail moved backward. After circling once, the head connected with the tail, the mouth opened wide, swallowing the tail.

The Black Jiao remnant spirit became whole, but compared to before, its form shrank by about half, and it was no longer as solid, becoming somewhat translucent.

Li Zhiyuan continued to advance, deliberately stepping out of the Liu family altar's protective range, even passing through the emperor's shadow.

The Black Jiao remnant spirit hesitated for a moment, yet its ferocity overcame its reason, deeming this an opportunity, and charged toward the young man again.

Li Zhiyuan clasped his hands together, channeling the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra."

The young man never considered himself an inheritor of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but the undeniable fact is that in this world, few could claim a more comprehensive inheritance than he could.

Moreover, he once absorbed the Bodhisattva's Lotus Platform.

In short, by using spiritual power as consumption and utilizing Feng Shui techniques, Li Zhiyuan successfully condensed a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva statue in front of himself.

It's not large, only half the size of the Emperor Fengdu's shadow behind him, but the Black Jiao remnant spirit shrunk severely compared to before, yes, it's enough.

"Boom!"

The Black Jiao remnant spirit collided with the Bodhisattva statue, golden flames ignited on the Black Jiao's body, and areas on its body began to fade into nothingness.

It immediately backed away in terror.

Although it was newly birthed from the Black Flood Dragon Skin and did not inherit the complete memory of the original Black Jiao, it understands that the thing appearing now is extremely abnormal!

In contrast to the Black Jiao remnant spirit's frantic panic, Li Zhiyuan was becoming increasingly adept in this environment.