Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming

Even so, Zhou Chun still felt it was not safe.

Thus, he compiled all the messages he received these days into a letter and had his twenty-seventh uncle, Zhou Jiapeng, deliver it back to the Zhou Family first. Meanwhile, he entered a state of undercover silence himself, no longer showing himself or interacting with other cultivators.

He relied solely on his fourth brother, Zhou Zhengyu, to keep abreast of the outside world.

This move undoubtedly allowed him to avoid a disaster.

After the man in black failed to find him despite mobilizing a large number of people, he dared not delay other important matters while searching for him. He could only send those people back to their original positions and continue to secretly look for him.

On the Zhou Family's side, after reading the letter that Zhou Jiapeng brought back, Zhou Daoyi quickly had Zhou Jiapeng bring a reply to Zhou Chun.

In the reply, Zhou Daoyi instructed Zhou Chun to take seriously the mysterious force behind Xu Kaishan, not to deal with this mysterious force lightly anymore, and to keep himself hidden while covertly commanding Jiapeng to gather information.

After reading the letter, Zhou Chun felt that the Clan Leader, Zhou Daoyi, seemed to know something.

The mysterious force behind Xu Kaishan might not be as secretive as he had thought!

But since the Clan Leader did not disclose it, Zhou Chun could only hide himself as instructed.

More than a month passed in this way, and finally, the incident that Xu Kaishan mentioned occurred.

When the silhouette of the Flood Dragon reappeared somewhere along the Cangyun River, several high-level cultivators of Yunzhou who had been waiting for a long time immediately flew to the location at breakneck speed to slay the dragon.

When cultivators in the Purple Mansion Phase exerted their full strength in flight, they could travel hundreds of miles in two hours, and flying across an entire province would take only several two-hour intervals!

By the time the news reached Zhou Chun, the great battle had already begun.

Above a certain section of the Cangyun River downstream, as many as five Yunzhou Purple Mansion Phase cultivators hovered in the sky, with mana radiating from their bodies, ganging up on a Flood Dragon in the river below.

However, the Flood Dragon in the river wasn't the same Dark Flood Dragon Zhou Chun had seen before, but a very distinguishable Green Flood Dragon.

Its aura was approximately that of a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator, a third-level mid-tier Demon Beast.

At this moment, being besieged by as many as five cultivators of the same rank, even as a Flood Dragon, it quickly began to lose.

Roar—

A high and long dragon roar thundered between heaven and water, filled with fury.

"It's calling for its companion. Fellow Daoists, act quickly with all your might. We must slay it before the Black Dragon arrives!"

In the sky, an elder in green constantly formed hand seals, vigorously operating a cyan-golden hoop Magic Artifact to tightly snare the Green Flood Dragon's neck, while loudly urging others to enhance their attacks.

It turned out that the reason the Green Flood Dragon was trapped and unable to escape was that it had been locked down beforehand by a powerful magic artifact designed to ensnare enemies.

But obviously, to imprison a Flood Dragon, the burden on the elder in green was also substantial.

This could be seen from the fact that he, a late-stage Purple Mansion cultivator, was now exhausting his efforts on operating just that one Magic Artifact.

His urging quickly had its effect.

A man in white flicked his sword technique, and the Silver Flying Sword he manipulated suddenly burst into intense light, like a sword meteor streaking towards the Green Flood Dragon on the water surface.

Roar~

The Green Flood Dragon seemed to sense the danger and let out a hissing roar, its body emanating a green light that formed a green wind barrier in front of it.

But the hastily executed Body Protection Spell couldn't withstand an attack from a Sword Cultivator of the same rank.

The Silver Flying Sword was only momentarily held back by the green wind barrier before rapidly tearing through it under the manipulation of its master, and crashed heavily onto the Green Flood Dragon's body.

The dragon scales, pieces by pieces, crumbled and shattered. In an instant, dozens of them were smashed and sent flying by the Silver Flying Sword, leaving a blurred mess of wounds on its body.

Before the Green Flood Dragon could react, the rest of the attacks also landed on it all at once.

Under the prompt of a man in red, a fiery firebird flew out from a green and red Banner, with flames engulfing its body as it pounced towards the Green Flood Dragon. The high temperatures boiled the river water below before it even approached.

Then a woman in green made hand seals and deployed a secret technique to condense a green thunderball, which bombarded the Green Flood Dragon in the water with a blast.

There was also a man in yellow whose age was indiscernible, who flung out his sleeve and produced a yellowish-brown staff Magic Artifact.

Under the stimulation of his mana, the staff artifact rapidly inflated in mid-air, eventually turning into a giant stone pillar several dozen feet long, brutally smashing towards the Green Flood Dragon's head.

Facing this barrage of ferocious attacks, the Green Flood Dragon's eyes suddenly showed human-like fear.

It slapped its dragon tail against the river surface, raising giant waves that formed a waterspout shield around itself.

At the same time, its dragon claws moved, summoning clouds of water that enveloped its body.

But such measures were utterly inadequate to block the lethal attacks of several same-tier beings.

Soon the waterspout shield and water clouds were torn apart and shattered by the thunder and fire, leaving scorched marks on the Green Flood Dragon's body.

Without the cover of the waterspout shield and water clouds, the giant stone column hurtling towards the Green Flood Dragon's head became a fatal blow.

The Green Flood Dragon's eyes reflected the shadow of the giant stone column, filled with intense fear.

Under the extreme terror, it couldn't help but open its dragon mouth and spit out its inner core.

A Demon Beast's inner core is not only the essence of its being but also their last weapon.

The inner core, containing the essence of the Demon Beast's power, is extremely potent whether used for attack or defense.

However, a Demon Beast would absolutely not spit out its inner core to attack unless it was too desperate.

Once the inner core was damaged, it would strike at the core, and recovery would be uncertain and possibly take a very long time.

If it were serious, the inner core could even shatter, regressing the Demon Beast's cultivation level back to rank two!

Now the Green Flood Dragon had even spat out its inner core, showing that it had exhausted all its means.

However, one must admit, the power of the inner core is immense!

Only seen a flash of green light, a fist-sized green inner core flew out from the Green Flood Dragon's mouth, colliding with the falling giant stone column.

The result was that the giant stone column was instantly sent flying backward, quickly shrinking back to its original size.

But the Green Flood Dragon's inner core merely dimmed slightly in brilliance before being swallowed back into its belly.

"Indeed, a heavenly Spirit Beast, its inner core's power is much stronger than that of other Demon Beasts of the same rank!"

In the sky, the owner of the long staff let out a muffled grunt and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the other cultivators all had a serious look on their faces and were quite shocked.

Although the five of them were cooperating for the first time, their cultivation level and strength were there for all to see.

Now they had strategically used magic artifacts to trap the Green Flood Dragon and joined forces in an all-out attack, yet they still hadn't been able to defeat it, which was somewhat embarrassing.

"Hmph, strong as the inner core may be, it cannot be used frequently. Don't be intimidated by it!"

A cold snort came from the mouth of the man in green robes, trying to buoy his companions' spirits upon seeing them somewhat disheartened.

Hearing his words, the Sword Cultivator in white immediately responded in a deep voice, "Elder Guo is right. Let's continue our attack. Today we must slay this beast to vent the frustration of the Yunzhou cultivators!"

"Slaying the Flood Dragon and slaying dragons happens today—let's go together!"

The woman in the green dress spoke as she took the lead in throwing a green Wooden Ruler towards the Green Flood Dragon.

Encouraged by this, everyone immediately rallied their spirits and launched into a fierce attack on the Green Flood Dragon once again.

But just as the Green Flood Dragon was retreating step by step under their attack, becoming more and more seriously injured, an angry roar suddenly resonated from afar.

At a distance of several dozen miles, a mass of dark clouds was rolling in towards the battlefield, with the figure of the Dark Flood Dragon writhing nonstop within them.

"No good, the Dark Flood Dragon is coming!"

On the battlefield, the expressions of several Human Clan Purple Mansion cultivators changed at once.

Compared to the Green Flood Dragon, the Dark Flood Dragon's strength was undoubtedly stronger, being an upper third-tier Demon Beast comparable to a late-stage Purple Mansion Phase cultivator.

Furthermore, the Dark Flood Dragon's affinity with water meant that near the river, its strength would greatly increase.

For the five Human Clan Purple Mansion cultivators, taking on one Green Flood Dragon already required their utmost effort.

If a Dark Flood Dragon joined the fray, they would surely have no chance of winning, and even their own safety would be at risk.

However, looking at the Green Flood Dragon that they were about to slay, to give up now was something they just couldn't bear!