Chapter 775 - 446: Natural Enemy of the Dragon Race!

Even Zhao Feixiong hadn’t expected Zou Feng to dispatch Luo Meng so swiftly; it was as effortless as slaughtering livestock.

One must know that Zhao Feixiong’s current strength could no longer be measured by the standards of an ordinary Cultivator in the Golden Core Realm.

Slaying Luo Zhenzhen was tantamount to slaying his Heart Demon. With his Dao Heart now at Perfection, he had broken through his previous delusions to step into the Golden Core Realm with the absolute certainty of validating his Dao.

Subsequently, he had caught the eye of Angry Yama, who took him into his ranks and personally bestowed the Yama Dharma Aspect upon him. Though this had planted the seeds of future trouble, the immediate benefits were undeniable.

Yet, despite such fortunate encounters, Zhao Feixiong still couldn’t gauge the true depths of Zou Feng’s current power...

Originally, the Magical Combat between Luo Ningcui and Zhao Feixiong had been locked in a stalemate.

When Luo Ningcui saw that Zou Feng had already obliterated Luo Meng and was charging fiercely toward her, she naturally paled in terror.

She knew very well that she had no chance against two prodigies of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect at the same time.

Fortunately, an Elder Demon like Luo Ningcui, who had been in the Golden Core Realm Late Stage for many years, always kept life-saving trump cards for critical moments.

"Generals of Yu Long Lake, heed my command!"

Without a second to lose, Luo Ningcui revealed her True Dragon form. Simultaneously, she sacrificed more than half the Creatures in Yu Long Lake to bolster her draconic might.

Indeed, more than half of the Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals in the entire Yu Long Lake instantly became Luo Ningcui’s "food," causing her strength to soar continuously.

Even without the Array, Yu Long Lake still provided Luo Ningcui with a home-ground advantage.

However, the toll of this method was immense; it would take Yu Long Lake decades to recover its vitality.

Moreover, by "eating" so much at once to force a massive accumulation of power, Luo Ningcui inevitably faced a prolonged period of "indigestion."

But at this life-and-death juncture, Luo Ningcui could hardly worry about the future.

Luo Ningcui’s sudden surge in power gave Zhao Feixiong quite a headache.

He truly hadn’t used his Inference Skill to foresee she had this trick up her sleeve.

To sacrifice the majority of the Creatures in Yu Long Lake—he couldn’t believe she actually committed an act so defiant of the natural order.

After all, Luo Ningcui was of the Dragon Race. Unlike the Tribulation Cultivators of the Celestial Court and the Underworld, her method of Cultivation was never meant to tread the path of chaotic disorder.

With this move, there was a high probability that this woman had forever ruined her chances of Nascent Soul Formation.

However, with this massive boost, it became almost impossible for them to end the battle swiftly.

The fatal problem was that failing to finish the fight quickly meant every second of delay increased the risk of Angry Yama arriving in person.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feixiong considered retreating. It seemed they couldn’t kill Luo Ningcui this time, and there was no need to force the issue and continue risking their lives.

In the next moment, Zhao Feixiong looked toward Zou Feng, ready to tell him to pull back for now.

But when he looked, he froze instantly.

Because what he saw upon turning his head wasn’t Zou Feng’s figure at all, but rather... a Golden-winged Roc!?

He wasn’t seeing things. As Zou Feng dashed over, he used his own Spiritual Qi to manifest the power of the Golden-winged Roc he had previously devoured.

It was essentially unleashing the Dharma Aspect of a Golden-winged Roc.

Strictly speaking, while this Dharma Aspect boasted formidable power, it still wouldn’t be enough to secure a quick victory against a Golden Core Realm Late Stage Great Demon who had received so many power-ups.

But the universe dictated that all things had a natural counter. In ancient times, the natural predator of the Dragon Race was the Golden-winged Roc.

The fact that Golden-winged Rocs fed on dragons was recorded in numerous ancient texts.

The Dragon Race placed exceptional importance on lineage, and this terror, embedded deep within their souls, had been perfectly passed down through generations.

Thus, Luo Ningcui, who was in the midst of Charging Power, nearly soiled herself in sheer terror upon suddenly seeing a Golden-winged Roc—a creature that should have long been extinct.

This wasn’t cowardice; it was an instinctual bloodline suppression. At least for a Cultivator at the Golden Core Realm, it remained inescapable.

Paralyzed by fear, she completely failed to unleash the power she had just amassed.

Consequently, the sharp talons of the Golden-winged Roc descended, ruthlessly seizing the stupefied Luo Ningcui.

Naturally, Zou Feng wouldn’t let this opportunity slip by. His hands rapidly cycling through Dharma Seals, Zou Feng ruthlessly struck Luo Ningcui’s chest with a Palm Seal.

Seeing this, Zhao Feixiong obviously didn’t just stand there. He also struck out with all his might, pointing a finger through the void to hit the center of Luo Ningcui’s brow.

In a duel between experts, how could Luo Ningcui’s negligence be forgiven? She took the full brunt of the consecutive Big Moves unleashed by Zou Feng and Zhao Feixiong, leaving absolutely no chance of salvation.

A moment later, without even managing to let out a scream, Luo Ningcui spiraled downward from the sky. Golden Lotuses continuously burst open all over her body.

Her head looked as though it had been stuffed with a massive swarm of bizarre insects trying to break out of her skull.

As if that weren’t enough, the enormous amount of power she had just absorbed was left without guidance or a vent. It could only run wild within her body.

It was only a matter of time before these powers of Frenzy completely detonated.

In short, Luo Ningcui was beyond saving. Zou Feng merely took a brief moment to catch his breath before shifting his attention to the elder turtle underwater.

To his surprise, a quick glance revealed that the elder turtle had already fled!

The demon had acted as though it anticipated Luo Ningcui wouldn’t last long, never planning to put up a fight and decisively choosing to slip away.

Even Zhu Caiwei’s underwater interference hadn’t managed to stop the elder turtle’s escape.

"Let it go. Don’t chase a desperate enemy. There’s no need to take further risks!"

The current outcome was already a massive victory. Zhao Feixiong had successfully escaped his predicament. They truly shouldn’t delay any longer, lest they be cornered by Angry Yama.

Zou Feng agreed and immediately returned to the Holy Lotus.

However, just as he boarded the ship, he realized Zhu Caiwei hadn’t returned. Instead, she had chosen to continue pursuing the elder turtle.

Looking at the nearby water’s surface, both the elder turtle and Zhu Caiwei were nowhere to be seen.

Zou Feng had no choice but to use the Poison Pattern to send Zhu Caiwei a signal: "Stop the pursuit and return immediately." He then activated the Holy Lotus to make their getaway.

As for the spoils of this battle...

The Dragon Poison of the Yu Long Lake’s Dragon Race was no longer of much use to Zou Feng. Especially since Luo Meng was merely at the Early Stage of Golden Core Realm, there was even less need for Refinement.

Luo Ningcui would have been a decent prize, but unfortunately, the need for a swift victory meant she was completely blown to smithereens, leaving nothing behind.

Still, rescuing Zhao Feixiong was already a tremendous boon for Zou Feng.

This guy’s Inference Skill was becoming increasingly profound; just now, even he himself had unwittingly fallen into the trap.

If Zhao Feixiong had been feigning his defection instead of actually doing so, Zou Feng would have barely escaped with his life—if he survived at all—when faced with that perilous situation.

Deep beneath the surface of Yu Long Lake, a giant turtle the size of a small hill was swimming rapidly toward the depths.

Behind it, Zhu Caiwei remained in relentless pursuit.

"Little Spider Demon, why are you so stubborn? You may be powerful, but you still can’t do anything to this old man!" the Turtle Demon communicated telepathically as he continued to flee.

Zhu Caiwei wasn’t stupid, nor had the thrill of the chase gone to her head. She knew that if she ventured any deeper into Yu Long Lake, the Turtle Demon’s home-ground advantage would likely cause her to bite off more than she could chew.

So, seeing that the pursuit had gone far enough, she replied telepathically, "I’m genuinely curious. Why did you insist on betraying the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect? You can’t honestly believe that following those lunatics from the Celestial Court and the Underworld will lead to a good end, right?"

The Turtle Demon fell silent for a moment before letting out a soft chuckle. "The fact that you find this so hard to understand merely proves how deeply ingrained your subservience is. The Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect monopolizes the destiny of the entire Human Race. If they continue to expand like this, where will there be any place left for our Demon Race?"

Hearing this, Zhu Caiwei snorted coldly. "Save it. For a coward like you to dare jump out, you must have some decent backing. I doubt the Dubhe Divine Domain alone could give you all such courage!"

"Hahaha, then come back to my abode with me, and this old man will tell you the truth!"

Seeing that the Turtle Demon had no intention of trying to sway her or reveal any useful information, Zhu Caiwei couldn’t be bothered to waste any more time and decisively turned to leave.

She had seemed to be hotly pursuing the Turtle Demon, but in reality, she had maintained a delicate distance. Even if the Turtle Demon wanted to turn around and keep her there, he lacked the capability to do so.

Not long after, Zhu Caiwei returned to the Holy Lotus. Her face filled with indignation, she reported to Zou Feng, "Master, your subordinate is incompetent. I still let that Turtle Demon escape!"

"It doesn’t matter." Zou Feng paused, then asked with a half-smile, "So, did you manage to get anything out of him?"