Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

Chapter 80: Chapter 9: Fisher’s Advantage_1

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Having just completed the Refining Essence to Qi Transformation, and with the aid of the Natural Spirit Pool to consolidate his cultivation, Liu Yao was utterly dumbfounded.

Facing the irate Fubo Dragon Monarch, Liu Yao instinctively wanted to explain himself, but the massive claw of the flood dragon rained down from the sky before he could utter a word.

Decked with dragon scales, the cold gleam from the flood dragon’s claw was accompanied by waves of mana pouring down, locking Liu Yao in place, leaving no leeway for escape. There was not the slightest intention of holding back.

To the Fubo Dragon Monarch, the Dragon Ball he found in the secret realm accounted for sixty percent of his present achievement. The remaining forty percent was attributed to this precious Natural Spirit Pool found within Fubo Pond.

It was only with the presence of the Natural Spirit Pool that he, in a body made from a transformed loach, left behind the offspring of other great demons and advanced to the Qi Training Stage.

And yet, this was only the most superficial function of the Natural Spirit Pool. Its greater role was its capability to act as an inexhaustible treasure basin, attracting low-level monsters from the monster tribe and Aquatic Tribe.

These petty monsters, for the elusive chance to use the Natural Spirit Pool, would madly risk their lives for him. Those powerful monsters would also emerge in the area where the Spirit Pool was gathered.

And in his subsequent plans, he would seize benefits relying on the Natural Spirit Pool, potentially even becoming the ruler of a body of water, controlling millions from the Aquatic Tribe.

It could be said that all his future plans are built upon the Natural Spirit Pool.

If the Natural Spirit Pool were to be taken away, what would he be left with?

A flood dragon transmuted from a loach? Or the present Qi Training Stage that can sweep away groups of monsters?

The Fubo Dragon Monarch was well aware that a meager hybrid Jiao Dragon, transmuted from a loach, would not even have the qualifications to enter the Four Waterways Dragon Palace after the Four Waterways Dragon Monarch is reinstated.

If he couldn’t keep his lead in the Qi Training Stage, at most, he could only become a local Great Demon. The title of Demon King would be a boundary too far for him to reach.

Only by controlling the Natural Spirit Pool would he dare to pursue larger benefits, even aspiring to take over Lake Dongting and become the Dongting Dragon Monarch, a feat which no one has achieved in thousands of years.

Therefore, regardless of any trade he had with the Liu Family or the benefits Liu Yao brought him, it was all insignificant in front of the Natural Spirit Pool.

Anyone who dares to touch the Natural Spirit Pool must die!

The boiling killing intent of the Fubo Dragon Monarch sent chills down Liu Yao’s spine. In his panic, he could only manage to activate a talisman in his possession with his mana.

A giant horsetail whisk appeared in front of the flood dragon’s claw. The whisk stirred up a gusty wind as it swung, accompanied by a pouring of massive mana in collision with the dragon claw.

“Crack!”

Crystal-clear cracks appeared on the illusory horsetail whisk, which the flood dragon’s claw easily smashed after a slight pause.

The shattered spirit essence dispersed like dust from its claws. The Fubo Dragon Monarch declared with an eerie expression:

“Is this your reliance to seize my treasure?”

“Can a mere Class 3 talisman shake my flood dragon form?”

Liu Yao, barely catching his breath, said tremblingly:

“Whatever does the Dragon Sovereign mean? How would I dare to plot to take the Dragon Sovereign’s treasure?”

The Fubo Dragon Monarch didn’t listen to Liu Yao’s explanation at all, but laughed coldly:

“You Human Clan members, still daring to dispute at the brink of death!”

With a sweep of Fubo Dragon Monarch’s wide sleeves, waves raged in Fubo Pond. An enormous water tornado, nearly tens of meters high, ferociously smashed towards Liu Yao.

The violent current unheeding even swept several small monsters into it, instantly turning them into a lump of indistinct flesh and blood, dyeing the enormous water tornado with a touch of red.

Liu Yao promptly mobilized the newly generated mana within his body, guarding his whole body, to barely maintain his form from being swept into the water vortex.

However, the Fubo Dragon Monarch had already approached, once again fearlessly reaching out with the menacing claw of the flood dragon.

With eyes splitting at the seams, Liu Yao coughed out a mouthful of pure blood, awakening a magical treasure-grade flying sword, transforming it into a beam of light slashing towards the Fubo Dragon Monarch.

“Utterly foolish!”

The Fubo Dragon Monarch struck with a punch, his enormous strength of the Jiao dragon lineage overpowered the mana of Liu Yao, and his flying sword, shimmering like a meteor, was instantly sent flying.

A crack started to appear on the originally intact sword body, and the spirit within the flying sword screamed in agony.

Liu Yao didn’t even have time to grieve for the damage his life’s flying sword had taken, he spitted out blood, shouting loudly:

“Master Ge, save me!”

But when he looked toward Master Ge, his heart sank.

The moment Fubo Dragon Monarch made his move, the monsters under his command also started attacking the human cultivators. Master Ge was already surrounded by four monster tribe cultivators at the Qi Transformation Stage, soaked in blood, unable to save his own life.

“Save you? No one can save you now!”

Liu Yao gritted his teeth, once again manipulating his life’s flying sword to buy some time, while he took a knife to his right arm, removing a faintly purple talisman from the flesh and blood.

An Escape Talisman!

This famous Class 4 talisman could transport the user dozens of miles in a blink of an eye, only a Great Cultivator of Transforming God was capable of refinement.

This Escape Talisman was acquired from a minor cultivating family, Liu Yao had made great efforts to get this talisman.

To seal off the news, he exterminated all 87 members of that little cultivation family, causing quite a stir.

In this early stage of Spirit Energy Tidal Surge revival, no one could refine such a precious talisman—this was Liu Yao’s last resort for survival.

The only thing that troubled Liu Yao was that, although the Escape Talisman had been passed down from three thousand years ago, the spirit essence within it was nearly depleted. He wasn’t sure if it could still be used for teleportation.

But the situation was desperate, and Liu Yao could not afford to hesitate any longer.

Holding a magical seal, he channeled a large amount of mana into the Escape Talisman, and around him, space began to fluctuate.

On the platform, Shen Yuan, who had been coldly watching the proceedings, showed a hint of interest in his eyes. For him, spatial fluctuations were all too familiar.

“Trying to run away?”

His lips curled into a slight smile, as he lightly flicked his finger and spatial fluctuations silently spread from the tip of Shen Yuan’s finger.

As the Escape Talisman exploded, Liu Yao felt as if he had entered a washing machine and was being jolted around, the chaotic spatial fluctuations shaking his consciousness continuously.

He felt his body teleporting through space for a not so short duration, indescribable joy surged in his heart.

“Did it work?”

The next moment, the space around Liu Yao stabilized as if he had arrived at a completely new place.

Thinking he had escaped from the jaws of death, he was still immensely dizzy and blurted out a curse under his breath,

“Screw that old loach, once I reach Qi Training, I will surely kill him…”

But before he could finish speaking, a cold hand grabbed his skull.

Liu Yao was taken aback. Straining himself out of the dizziness, he realized with shock that he had been teleported right in front of the Fubo Dragon Monarch.

“Dragon Monarch, I beg for…”

His words hadn’t even left his lips, when Liu Yao’s skull was crushed effortlessly by the dragon claws.

Fubo Dragon Monarch coldly threw Liu Yao’s corpse into the pond, his gaze then turned towards the Natural Spirit Pool. However, in the next second, he was stunned.

Because even after Liu Yao’s death, the Natural Spirit Pool didn’t release the spirit energy as it was supposed to. It was still controlled.

“Something’s not right!”

Suddenly, a fear welled up in his heart. Just as a white light rose from the ground, a primordial spirit manipulated Immortal Sword swung towards the Jiao dragon.