The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World Chapter 216

Chapter 216: Chapter 160 Your Dad is Dead! 2

Translator: 549690339

“This is not your Wuling Mountain, get out of my way!”

Raindrops the size of beans poured down from the gloomy clouds where the fish-dragon dwelled, and white, branch-shaped lightning struck the goddess with the fall of the rain. With the flash of the lightning arc, the faint glow emanating from the goddess also dimmed.

“Bastard! ”

Nü Luo, who manipulates the mountain wind and resists the clouds and rain, bore the bombardment of the sky full of white lightning, but her ivy whip in hand also spread three hundred feet at the same moment the thunder fell. Carrying the wild wind, like an invisible heavenly blade, it briefly cleaved open the dark clouds, revealing the tumbling fish-dragon it harshly lashes at.

Slap!

Accompanied by a suppressed scream, the shattered red scales fell with the misty red fog from the gathered dark cloud, even dyeing some of the rainwater red.

“Step away a bit!”

The shock waves produced by the collision of the magic divine power from the two deities in battle also formed a piercing gale around them, even scraping deep ravines on the ground. Even the rocks and dirt didn't fare much better than tofu in front of these residual waves, easily being worn into dust.

Initially, the dark clouds which were confined to one corner by Hongxi now uncontrollably spread throughout the sky, as he currently had no extra energy to control this force.

Even though he was insulted as a mixed breed, the strength of his Dragon Clan blood cannot be questioned. When he did not restrain himself, just the act of existing would naturally gather the moisture in the heaven and earth, thereby bringing about a windstorm.

The sky, visible to the naked eye, was becoming darker. The light from the sun was completely blocked by the overcast clouds, everything in Feng Qing'an's view became dark and dull, while the violent gale and heavy rain around him became more vicious.

This is the power of a Deity!

Even if these two spirits may appear weak and undoubtedly not strong, every single one of their movements, each breath they take, merely the residual shock wave from their battle can stir changes in the heavenly bodies, greatly disrupting the regular lives of the mortal world.

“It seems I don't need to intervene at all!”

Watching the two gods in battle, Feng Qing'an, Black Mountain, and Bai Yao stepped aside, while the Bailang River Water Clan that was just squabbling with them now gathered wisely in one place without chasing them relentlessly. The gods are already fighting. For these shrimpy soldiers, all they needed to do was watch, as they would be of no use in any case.

“Members of the Dragon Clan, they seem quite weak!”

An eager urge was sensed by Feng Qing'an, he turned his head to give Black Mountain who was looking up at the sky a glance.

This beast, covered in scars and even still bleeding, revealed no fear at this moment in his deep blue eyes, only an unconcealed fighting spirit and intense killing intent.

“Stay put!”

Feng Qing'an gave Bai Yao, whose eyes held a reverent gaze, a glance before firmly slapping Black Mountain on the head.

He knew this creature had seen many ghost kings in the underworld, and would have no fear of any equivalent beast king, but across two large levels, one should not blindly challenge them confidently.

Even for mythical creatures like the True Dragon Heavenly Phoenix, when the difference is so vast, the main objective is to play safe rather than blindly challenging and participating in high-level battles prematurely.

Growl

Black Mountain let out a whimpering sound, sounding wronged!

It feels like it hasn't said anything wrong, the large creature with a dragon's head and fish's body really is super weak, its control over its power is even inferior to it, not knowing how to fight at all, completely wasting such a strong power.

“Even if he's weak, crushing you wouldn't be a problem!”

Feng Qing'an knew Black Mountain hadn't said anything wrong, this River Water Monarch indeed was not good at fighting. By looking at the dark clouds that had already spread across hundreds of miles, this was a sign of the strength of his dragon clan's bloodline. But this power has been evenly scattered on this area of hundreds of miles of land and wasted.

The mountain winds that the Mountain goddess Nü Luo called out hit the Water Monarch Hongxi without much omission, causing a clear disparity in momentum, yet the results of the battle were strangely reversed.

“Arrogant trash relying on your bloodline!”

Nü Luo, who was already suppressing the Water Monarch, sneered. She originally had some worries, but as the fight proceeded, she found it increasingly easy. This guy, who looked fearsome, was merely a silver spearhead that is impressive but useless in a fight.

“Lowly mountain spirit, daring to scorn me!”

Watching Nü Luo, who had already left Wuling Mountain and could no longer replenish her divine power, managed to suppress him, Hongxi the Bailang River Water Monarch, fumed with rage. He knew that a god distanced from its mountain was at its weakest.

In other words, he, a member of the Dragon Clan, was being suppressed by a mountain god who couldn't replenish her divine power and had no special bloodline. How could he tolerate such humiliation?

“Scorn you? So what? Spoiled brat!”

Nü Luo was clearly angered by Hongxi, but despite bearing many whip wounds, the infuriated fish-dragon suddenly cooled down and laughed coldly instead.

“Even if you temporarily suppress me, what then? You can only give me these insignificant scratches. Without the replenishment of divine power, how long can you suppress me?”

Hongxi sneered. Indeed, he could only passively take hits, but the dragon scales nurtured by his dragon blood were not something that the whip in the mountain god's hand could shatter. The scales that fell off were merely fragile fragments which were of no concern to him.

“Once you're too exhausted to deal with me, the human boy behind you will fall into my belly!”

“Trash who relies on his bloodline!”

The disdain on Nü Luo's face vanished, leaving only grumbles of annoyance.

Confronting an opponent who prioritized appearances and honor transformed into a brash rebel who followed no rules and employed underhanded tactics proved to be a difficult adjustment for her.

She could wound this Water Monarch, heavily wound him even, forget it. Those dragon scales and dragon skin of his were top-notch defensive divine tools.

“Hahaha. I was born into the Dragon Clan, a spoiled brat, and compared to you- a lowly servant who had to climb from the bottom, I'm indeed lacking in combat experience. But I have a noble bloodline that you lowly creatures can never surpass for a lifetime. You can never reach the summit of what I have inherited at birth!”

The fish-dragon laughed heartily in the high sky, mocking unreservedly.

“Your father was already killed, and by a young lad stabbing him through the heart, wasn't he!”

Nü Luo suddenly interjected. The laughing fish-dragon suddenly fell silent. The thunder that struck down from the sky reached its peak in that moment, followed by a furious echo in the cloud.

“Nü Luo, I originally intended to wear out your energy and give you a dignified end. But since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being brutal!”

“Bring out whatever tricks you have!”

Nü Luo sneered. She saw through this Bailang River Water Monarch who was nothing more than a well-born good-for-nothing.

“Sea Thunder, aid me!”

The gigantic Chi Wen with a dragons head and a fish's body, extending several feet, spat out a divine beam. The roaring sound of surging waves echoed through heaven and earth.

The water vapor in the world intensified in an instant, a dense humidity turning the heavy rain even more torrential, like the heavenly rivers pouring down. Even the mortals could not see even a yard in front of them due to the torrent.

But for Feng Qing'an, who was watching the battle from the side, the heavy rain was no hindrance- He could see that the fish-dragon in the sky had

returned to his original form, transformed back into a handsome young man with red armor. But now, he held a golden halberd intertwined with water flows and thunderbolts in his hand.

“Despicable servant, this is the divine weapon gifted to me by my grandfather, Sea Thunder. To be defeated by this halberd is your honor!”

The moment his words fell, Hongxi, the Water Monarch, fiercely swung the golden halberd. Even his real body phantom in the background emerged again, and just by exerting power, he seemed very strained.

However, facing the divine weapon, Nü Luo did not laugh. Her expression was serious for the first time, the invisible mountain wind gathered on her whip, against the sky….

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