Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming

The river breeze was gentle, and the waters of the river flowed endlessly.

Above the Cangyun River, several Purple Mansion Phase Cultivators from the Yunzhou Cultivation World now found themselves in a difficult predicament.

After meticulous planning and numerous stratagems, they finally got the opportunity today when the Green Flood Dragon was alone.

They had thought this battle would surely bring them fame and fortune.

Yet, as they were about to succeed, unexpectedly, the situation changed dramatically, and the Dark Flood Dragon arrived out of nowhere.

If they were to retreat now, it would mean all their efforts had been in vain.

Moreover, with today's lesson learned, finding such an opportunity again would be extremely difficult, if not impossible.

But if they did not retreat, the combined strength of the five of them was no match for the Green and Dark Flood Dragons.

"Wealth comes from danger, let's take a chance, gentlemen!"

After some hesitation, the green-robed elder who had trapped the Green Flood Dragon couldn't bear to walk away empty-handed and clenched his teeth as he expressed his thoughts.

As soon as he spoke, the white-robed middle-aged Sword Cultivator said sternly, "Thirty breaths, if we do not succeed within thirty breaths, then let's retreat, otherwise, it will be too late to even think about escaping!"

"Let's take that chance then!"

"All in!"

"Let's do this!"

The other cultivators, also unwilling to return without any achievements, clenched their teeth and agreed.

In an instant, they once again spurred their Magic Artifacts to attack relentlessly, and took out various Talismans to strike at the Green Flood Dragon.

However, with the support of the Dark Flood Dragon, the Green Flood Dragon's will to survive shone brightly, and it managed to withstand all attacks by leveraging the Flood Dragon Clan's formidable vitality.

What caused the Purple Mansion Cultivators to panic was that their estimated thirty breaths for a final chance was actually much shorter than they thought.

In just a dozen breaths, the Dark Flood Dragon, which was still thirty to forty miles away, was already able to intervene in the battle.

Suddenly, the waters around the Green Flood Dragon surged skyward, forming a huge water globe that enveloped the Green Flood Dragon within.

Most of the attacks from the Purple Mansion Cultivators were blocked by this water globe.

What was even more formidable was that the water globe seemed to have a healing effect: the wounds on the Green Flood Dragon's body began to visibly heal the moment the water globe appeared.

This scene shocked and angered the Purple Mansion Cultivators immensely.

"It's impossible to win, retreat quickly!"

The white-robed Sword Cultivator shouted loudly, immediately retracting his Flying Sword and turning to flee without hesitation.

Seeing this, the other cultivators also quickly retracted their Magic Artifacts and fled.

But the two Flood Dragons had no intention of letting them go.

As soon as the green-robed elder retracted the cyan-gold hoop Magic Artifact that had trapped the Green Flood Dragon, the freed Green Flood Dragon let out a joyous roar, then looked angrily at the green-robed elder.

Out of the five Purple Mansion Phase Cultivators, if the Green Flood Dragon hated anyone the most, it wasn't the white-robed middle-aged Sword Cultivator who had inflicted various wounds on it, but the green-robed elder who had trapped it.

If it had not been trapped by the green-robed elder's Magic Artifact from the start, with its Divine Skills, it could have easily evaded being surrounded and beaten even if it couldn not confront the five Purple Mansion Cultivators head-on.

Thus, following its escape, the one it most wanted to take revenge on was the green-robed elder.

The Flood Dragon's tail swept across as it soared into the sky, stirring the clouds and wind.

In the blink of an eye, riding the wind, it flew rapidly and appeared directly in front of the green-robed elder who had fled ahead.

Then it opened its mouth and expelled a burst of green light, which instantly transformed into a giant tornado, engulfing the green-robed elder.

"Demonic beast, how dare you!"

The green-robed elder, both shocked and furious, roared, hurriedly waving his sleeve to summon a green Flying Sword to slash at the tornado.

But the wind was unpredictable and constantly changing.

Under the control of the Green Flood Dragon, the tornado easily let the green Flying Sword pass through and then sucked the elder into it.

Once trapped in the eye of the storm, the green-robed elder found himself helpless, getting a taste of what the Green Flood Dragon had felt when it was trapped.

After landing a successful strike, the Green Flood Dragon didn't let up, diving into the tornado and launching a close-range attack on the green-robed elder.

"Fellow Daoists, save me!"

It wasn't long before the green-robed elder's cry for help echoed from within the tornado.

By this time, the other four had already left, covering a distance of twenty to thirty miles, and the Dark Flood Dragon had also reached the battlefield aboard a rolling dark cloud.

Who would dare turn back to save the green-robed elder at such a time!

Soon, as the Dark Flood Dragon enveloped the tornado with a black cloud, the green-robed elder was silenced.

By the time Zhou Chun arrived at the scene, the battle had long concluded.

He could only gather some details about what transpired from Cultivators who had witnessed the battle from a distance.

Learning that five Purple Mansion Cultivators had failed to assault the Green Flood Dragon, and instead one of them had been slain in retaliation, Zhou Chun was extremely astonished.

Generally, among those of the same realm, Human Cultivators are slightly stronger than Demon Beasts.

Only some with peculiar Divine Skills or particularly strong bloodlines could be the exceptions.

Certainly, Flood Dragons were such an exception!

But it was exaggerated that five Purple Mansion Cultivators could not defeat a third-level Green Flood Dragon and had one of their own killed instead!

Was the strength of a third-level Flood Dragon really that formidable?

Zhou Chun only regretted not being present to witness the battle firsthand.

However, this raised his expectations for his own Silver Lightning Python, Baibai.

If Flood Dragons were truly that powerful, wouldn't he become invincible among his peers if one day he could transform Baibai into a Flood Dragon?