Ling Tian Sword God

Chapter 1141: Chapter 1140: Unicorn Flood Dragon

The Demon Dragon Palace is established on the southwestern border of Yangzhou. Although there are also many exotic beasts, most of them are below Level 4, posing very low danger.

However, the Demon Dragon Palace lies deep in the southwestern wilderness of Yangzhou, far from Lingyue Island, surrounded by impoverished and perilous lands. Here dwell many powerful exotic beasts, making it extremely dangerous.

If ordinary Lingyue Island disciples dare to enter here alone, it would be a certain death. Even if a powerful saint were to venture recklessly, there is a danger of falling.

The deeper one flies toward the Southern Region, the mountain peaks grow steeper and taller, and the trees become increasingly robust. Some ancient vines, as thick as dragons, wrap around entire mountains.

In some areas, mist covers them year-round. Ordinary flying creatures and beasts get poisoned within moments and fall to the earth, shattered.

Among the ridged mountains, mighty rivers flow.

The terrain here closely resembles the Middle Ages, exuding a primordial aura that weighs heavy on one’s mood.

This is the locale of the Demon Dragon Palace. Not only this palace but some other Secret Treasuries are situated in such perilous territories, where ordinary people dare not tread.

As Ling Chen and the others flew over one of these Big Rivers, suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from the river.

The void trembled as a stunning water column shot upward.

The twelve disciples riding the Flying Puppet were all deafened by the roar, their blood boiling within them. Fortunately, their cultivation was strong; otherwise, they would surely faint.

Power overwhelming surged, tearing the ground around the river, ancient trees shattered by powerful True Qi waves becoming splinters.

A silver unicorn flood dragon leapt abruptly from the river below, its body stretching four to five hundred feet, with a lone horn atop its head and icy beams shooting from its eyes.

The aura of this flood dragon was exceptionally strong, its form having shed its mortal body, emanating an overwhelmingly holy presence.

”What a powerful exotic beast!”

Ling Chen’s eyes flickered with astonishment, the exotic beast before him undoubtedly had reached the peak of Level 4 Exotic Beasts, poised to transform into a Level 5 Exotic Beast.

Otherwise known as a Holy Grade Exotic Beast.

Moreover, this unicorn flood dragon is likely the descendant of the Azure Water Demon Dragon, possessing traces of the Azure Water Demon Dragon’s bloodline within its body.

This enormous flood dragon breathed just once, icing the bodies of numerous disciples as if threatening to freeze them stiff.

Due to the greater size of their bodies, once exotic beasts complete their Holy Body transformation, their strength far surpasses human saints of the same level.

The unicorn flood dragon has not completely become a Level 5 Exotic Beast yet, but its power exceeds that of the Lingyue Island disciples present.

”You beast, how dare you act out before my Lingyue Island!”

The Spiritual Heart Saint formed seals with her hands, condensing a blue True Qi Barrier around everyone, protecting the twelve Lingyue Island disciples within.

”Boom!”

The unicorn flood dragon’s blood-red eyes emitted two frigid beams, colliding fiercely with the blue True Qi Barrier, causing it to shake violently.

Zhou Qingqing, Lin Wan, and other female disciples revealed fear on their faces. Before this unicorn flood dragon, the petite form of the Spiritual Heart Saint seemed terribly insignificant, as if it might be torn apart at any moment.

However, there was no sign of panic on the Spiritual Heart Saint’s small face. Her beautiful eyes abruptly flashed with a chilling determination, a glint of cold light in her hands. At some unknown point, a blue soft sword appeared, thin as a ribbon and lightly glowing.

Swish!

In the blink of an eye, the Spiritual Heart Saint vanished from her spot, her petite body moved, wielding the sword to stab at the unicorn flood dragon’s neck, as thick as a bowl.

The soft sword twisted in the void, appearing feeble against the flood dragon’s thick silver scale armor.

Yet, within just one breath’s time, the Spiritual Heart Saint’s soft sword silently pierced the unicorn flood dragon’s head, leaving a blood cave.

”Such swift sword speed.”

Ling Chen’s pupils could not help but contract. If he were not gifted with Gold Sword Pupil, he might not have seen the Spiritual Heart Saint’s sword trajectory. While he considered his sword fast, hers was quicker still.

Truly the youngest elder of Lingyue Island, possessing strength beyond the ordinary.

”Boom!”

The unicorn flood dragon’s massive body crashed straight down into the river below, raising waves over ten meters high.

After falling into the river, the flood dragon plunged deeply and fled, not daring to glance back, clearly terrified by the Spiritual Heart Saint’s sword.

Approaching a Level 5 tier, the unicorn flood dragon’s spiritual wisdom rivaled that of humans.

The twelve disciples on the Flying Puppet stared at the Spiritual Heart Saint with astonished eyes.

No one expected the seemingly youthful Spiritual Heart Saint to unleash such formidable power.

This unicorn flood dragon was about to ascend to Level 5 Exotic Beast, and a regular Second Realm Saint would barely match it. Yet, the Spiritual Heart Saint severely injured it in just one strike, sending it fleeing.

”Exotic beasts of this caliber are rare in the Demon Dragon Palace, yet we encounter one here.”

With a move, the Spiritual Heart Saint returned to the Flying Puppet’s back.

”Nonetheless, don’t rely on luck. The Demon Dragon Palace is an Ancient Relic, a low-level Secret Treasury. Within it, Saint-level exotic beasts might still exist.”

At these words, Ling Chen and other Lingyue Island disciples simultaneously nodded.

Still, if anyone is unfortunate enough to encounter a Holy Grade Exotic Beast, they can only pray for fortune.

With the Flying Puppet speeding forward, half an hour passed before the group reached a barren land.

This place fails to grow even a blade of grass, and nearby, an immense abyss spans thousands of meters long and two hundred meters wide, plunging straight down into unfathomable depths, like the gaping maw of the earth, devouring all.

Standing beside the abyss, looking toward the ground, all is pitch black, only wisps of black mist rising from below.

Above the abyss, a team awaited, led by a middle-aged man in white.

The white-clad middle-aged man appeared around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, quite handsome, a young looking person would undoubtedly be a fine youth.

Upon seeing the white-clad middle-aged man, Ling Chen’s pupils contracted. Naturally, he recognized the seventh-ranked core elder of Lingyue Island.

The seventh-ranked elder was undoubtedly leading another trial team.