Wielding the Thunders Across Two Worlds

Bai Fei and Li Qingshuang stopped in their tracks, staring ahead in disbelief.

"Mountain Master..." Li Qingshuang said hesitantly. "That Black Flood Dragon just now... no, Black Dragon... was that the Ink Flood Dragon?"

Bai Fei nodded slowly. "It was."

Li Qingshuang’s head snapped toward Bai Fei. "But... Brother Gu just killed him?"

Bai Fei was silent for a moment before nodding slowly again. "He did."

Bai Fei was just as shocked. She had fought the Ink Flood Dragon before. Although she was stronger, she couldn’t kill it. Once it escaped back to the Eight Hundred Li Mo Lake, she knew she would be completely unable to finish it off.

She knew that Daluo Palace possessed an array that had trapped Black Rock Mountain and killed the Netherfire Sect Leader, which was quite extraordinary. Still, she didn’t believe that array could trap the Ink Flood Dragon.

That was why she had told Gu Zhao to call for her when he decided to deal with the Ink Flood Dragon.

In her mind, the array could trap the Ink Flood Dragon for a time at the very least. With her—a great expert on par with or even superior to the Ink Flood Dragon—also present, she was eighty percent certain they could slay it.

As for the remaining twenty percent chance, that would have ended with the Ink Flood Dragon escaping with grievous injuries, not daring to leave Mo Lake for the next fifty years.

And fifty years from now, Daluo Palace would likely have no reason to care about the Ink Flood Dragon anymore.

But she had never expected Gu Zhao to not notify her at all. Instead, he had taken the experts of Daluo Palace to besiege the Ink Flood Dragon himself!

Two days ago, while handling matters for the Spirit Court, Li Qingshuang learned of a disturbance in Mo Lake. She had gone up Cuiluo Mountain to inform Gu Zhao, only to discover that he had taken all the experts with him, leaving only a few Guardian Star Officials to protect Daluo Palace.

Li Qingshuang was startled and rushed back to Jiangbei White Spirit Mountain to ask Bai Fei for help.

Bai Fei didn’t hesitate. She immediately crossed the river with Li Qingshuang. They went to Daluo Palace first, then headed straight for Mo Lake, and soon they felt the spatial fluctuations of an array.

After rushing as fast as they could, they finally arrived. Bai Fei couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, sensing the faint ripples of power occasionally escaping the distant array, Bai Fei detected a faint trace of Demonic Qi.

She was shocked. She immediately guessed that the Ink Flood Dragon had also practiced a Demon Technique, which meant its true strength was likely even greater than she had anticipated.

Not daring to delay, Bai Fei grabbed Li Qingshuang and sped up, finally reaching the battlefield.

She was just feeling thankful that she had arrived in time when she saw the Ink Flood Dragon violently burst through the array, revealing its body wreathed in Demonic Qi. But at the same time, she could tell it was all for show; it was strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

’It’s injured? A perfect opportunity!’

But before she could even make a move, she witnessed the scene: Gu Zhao stepping through space, appearing out of nowhere, and then killing the Ink Flood Dragon with a single point of his finger, which unleashed a bolt of thunderbolt.

Bai Fei was left utterly speechless.

Bai Fei pulled Li Qingshuang to a halt. They watched, wide-eyed, as the Ink Flood Dragon’s life force dissipated and its body fell limply from the sky. Then, Gu Zhao reached out and patted the gourd at his waist. A suction force emerged from the gourd’s mouth, pulling the Ink Flood Dragon’s enormous corpse inside.

"Sister Fei? Qingshuang?"

Bai Fei and Li Qingshuang hadn’t concealed their presence, so Gu Zhao spotted them at a glance. He also guessed why they were here. "You went to Daluo Palace?"

At the same time, Gu Zhao left his position in the Central Palace. The other old Daoists withdrew their True Qi and dispersed the Eight Trigrams Formation, recalling their weapons and Magical Treasures into their gourds and revealing their figures.

"Greetings, White Spirit Mountain Master!" the old Daoists saluted in unison.

Looking at the sixteen Daluo Palace Elders before her, Bai Fei couldn’t help but be secretly amazed. This number already surpassed the number of experts at White Spirit Mountain.

’As expected of a heritage passed down in dreams by the Spirit Realm Upper Gods,’ Bai Fei mused to herself, then nodded in return.

Seeing that the group was only slightly weakened at most, with not a single person injured, Bai Fei shook her head with a wry smile. "No wonder you didn’t come looking for me. It turns out you were completely confident all along."

Gu Zhao flew over and chuckled. "It wasn’t that I didn’t want to. I just heard the Ink Flood Dragon had left the lake and was heading for Daluo Palace. I figured that since it wasn’t in Mo Lake and didn’t have the geographical advantage of the Eight Hundred Li Mo Lake, it shouldn’t be too much of a problem."

’A joke! Of course he had intentionally not called for Bai Fei!’

’If Bai Fei had contributed too much, the amount of Evil Qi they could share would have been far less than if they had handled it all themselves.’

’Take now, for example. The sixteen old Daoists set up the array, Gu Zhao acted as the core, and he dealt the final blow to the Ink Flood Dragon. All the Evil Qi the creature had accumulated from its centuries of evil deeds was shared among them.’

’After all, the Ink Flood Dragon was a creature that devoured tens of thousands of people every few years. Although its evil deeds thirty years ago were relatively fewer than in more recent times, the Evil Qi it carried far surpassed that of the Netherfire Sect Leader.’

’Setting aside the Evil Qi shared among the sixteen old Daoists, Gu Zhao alone had condensed a full five Thunder Seeds around his Five Thunders Order!’

OMMM!

A soft sound echoed in his Sea of Consciousness. As the battle in the direction of Pingjiang Prefecture continued, the Five Thunders Order trembled slightly, and a sixth Thunder Seed suddenly formed, circling around the order.

’But to be honest, Gu Zhao still felt something was off. Given the extent of the Ink Flood Dragon’s evil, the Evil Qi suffusing its body should have been much greater. Condensing ten Thunder Seeds would have been a low estimate, yet he had only gained five.’

’Gu Zhao’s thoughts raced, and a few guesses came to mind, but he temporarily pushed them aside.’

’In any case, the Ink Flood Dragon was dead, and its Evil Qi had been completely absorbed.’

Bai Fei shook her head and chuckled softly. "That’s only because you all are so formidable. Anyone else would never dare to say it ’shouldn’t be too much of a problem.’"

After speaking, Bai Fei’s voice grew serious. "The Ink Flood Dragon became a Fallen Demon. I fear the bottom of the Eight Hundred Li Mo Lake is now saturated with Demonic Qi, transforming it into a Demon Realm. We must be careful to handle it. Otherwise, under the influence of the Demonic Qi, even more creatures might fall to demonic cultivation."

Gu Zhao nodded, then suddenly asked Bai Fei, "Sister Fei, have you ever heard of the Great Sun Profound Light Celestial Demon Ancestor?"

Bai Fei’s head snapped around, shock flashing in her eyes. "How do you know that name?"

Gu Zhao’s gaze hardened. "The Ink Flood Dragon said it. Just now, it tried to summon the Demon Ancestor Divine Thought, but it seems it didn’t succeed."

"The Great Sun Profound Light Celestial Demon Ancestor is the Celestial Demon True Body from when the Celestial Demon descended upon the world!" Bai Fei said gravely. "The descent of the Celestial Demon happened seven or eight thousand years ago. Of the people from that era, aside from a few who achieved Ascension, the rest have long since died."

"After the Celestial Demon was killed, its name was erased. Aside from a dozen or so ancient lineages, not even Ancestor Mie Yang knew the Demon Ancestor’s name from back then."

"I only know this name because Shuwen Princess of the Jiangzhou Spirit Court took me on a tour of the Spirit Court’s Scripture Pavilion, and I learned of it by accident. It’s said that the name itself holds Magic Power, so it’s best that no one knows it."

"The Celestial Demon was killed?" Gu Zhao asked.

Bai Fei fell silent. After a moment of thought, she said, "The records in the Spirit Court’s archives say it was killed."

At this moment, they both had the same thought: that terrifying Outer Celestial Demon was likely not killed at all, but had instead entered a state similar to slumber. It might even have enough power left to stir up trouble, which would explain why demonic creatures and Demon Techniques had never vanished from this world over the millennia.

As for now...

"Whatever. If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up," Gu Zhao said nonchalantly.

Bai Fei said faintly, "Perhaps the Spirit Realm Upper Gods passed their Dharma Gate on to you precisely so you could be one of those tall ones."

Gu Zhao: ???