205: The Saint is coming!

The Netherworld Hall Soul Cultivator's expression changed drastically.

Even that Cai Lin Quasi-Sage couldn't help but exclaim.

Many people had heard of Red-Bearded Flood Dragon's name.

But his cultivation was only at the early Quasi-Sage stage.

He was able to occupy Red Heart Lake for many years entirely because of the advantage he had painstakingly built up there over a long period.

But now this cultivation...

How did it reach the peak Quasi-Sage stage?

Seeing everyone's shocked appearance, Red-Bearded Flood Dragon smiled proudly, "That is naturally the Opportunity bestowed by my Master!"

Red-Bearded Flood Dragon said.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Lu Yu was filled with the light of loyalty.

While following Lu Yu and patrolling the outer areas of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, Lu Yu hadn't treated him unfairly.

Several treasures Lu Yu obtained along the way that he didn't care for were all given to that Red-Bearded Flood Dragon.

Coupled with the residual medicinal power of that part of the Chi Dragon Sky Pearl that remained in Red-Bearded Flood Dragon's body earlier.

When Lu Yu rushed towards the vicinity of this Supreme Pool.

Red-Bearded Flood Dragon had also finally reached the verge of Breakthrough, delayed for a moment to break through, and thus arrived late!

Moreover, even after breaking through the Realm.

There was still a considerable amount of medicinal power within his body that hadn't been assimilated.

It was still surging left and right within his body.

He needed to divert some Saint Dao power to suppress it.

But even so.

Red-Bearded Flood Dragon, who had stepped into the peak Quasi-Sage stage, still felt terrifyingly strong!

"The Opportunity bestowed? Was it that Chi Dragon Sky Pearl?"

The Netherworld Hall Soul Cultivator's expression instantly became exceptionally interesting.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Lu Yu was like looking at an idiot!

"What a waste of heavenly treasures! What a waste of heavenly treasures! Such a precious treasure, you actually gave it to this mongrel Jiao-snake!?"

In the eyes of the Netherworld Hall Soul Cultivator.

Lu Yu was already within his grasp.

Whether it was the Red-Bearded Flood Dragon Lu Yu had subdued or the Chi Dragon Sky Pearl obtained from Red Heart Lake.

None of them should escape his grasp.

But he never expected.

Lu Yu would actually feed that Chi Dragon Sky Pearl to Red-Bearded Flood Dragon.

He hadn't known this specific detail.

At this moment, he naturally only felt that a large portion of his original spoils of war was missing, causing him to subconsciously fly into a rage.

And hearing his words "mongrel Jiao-snake".

Red-Bearded Flood Dragon couldn't help but get angry.

"A lonely ghost with necrophilia! How dare you bark in front of your Jiao Grandpa!?"

"Even if your Jiao Grandpa hasn't become a Saint and needs to divert power to suppress that rampant medicinal energy, I, Scarlet Beard, can still suppress you, this necrophiliac old dog!"

Listening to Scarlet Beard's domineering declaration and that direct address of necrophilia.

The experts present, even powerful ones like Cai Lin, couldn't help but hold their breath.

Even Lu Yu couldn't help but curl his lips.

This Jiao-dragon he had taken in was incredibly well-behaved in front of him.

But in front of outsiders, he was as arrogant as ever.

And this word-creating ability...

If this phrase 'necrophilia' were to spread, it would likely make ninety-nine percent of the experts in the Netherworld Hall at the Saint Realm and above become irreconcilable enemies with this guy Scarlet Beard!

As expected.

Hearing Red-Bearded Flood Dragon's words.

That Netherworld Hall Soul Cultivator no longer retained his initial condescending appearance; the killing intent in his eyes was monstrous, almost solidifying and overflowing from his eye sockets!

"Good beast! Good beast! This old man will definitely skin you and pull out your tendons, then refine the medicinal power within your body while you're still alive, and only then will I give you a chance to die!"

Along with this roar falling.

Around that Soul Cultivator, a hundred zhang of ghostly mist violently converged.

Rolling into the Soul Cultivator's body.

And as that hundred zhang of ghostly mist returned into the Soul Cultivator's soul body.

The pressure emanating from the Soul Cultivator's Divine Soul body actually surged again!

Originally, the fluctuations emanating from the Soul Cultivator's Divine Soul body barely stepped over the threshold of the Saint Realm.

But now.

As the ghostly mist continuously surged into his body.

The fluctuations emanating from his Divine Soul body rapidly soared.

Early Saint stage, middle Saint stage...

Only when it reached the late Saint Realm did it finally stabilize!

"Beast, come and die!"

As his cultivation completely bloomed, that Netherworld Hall Soul Cultivator struck fiercely, unleashing a palm strike.

Streaks of black soul light emitting corrosive and sealing power roared up from his palm, condensing into a cage that instantly appeared above Red-Bearded Flood Dragon's head.

It swung down towards the Red-Bearded Flood Dragon below!

"Not good! Master, save me!"

Red-Bearded Flood Dragon dared to be so arrogant originally.

Purely because he felt that the Netherworld Hall Soul Cultivator's strength was inferior to his own.

A character barely at the edge of the Saint Realm.

Although he was at the peak Quasi-Sage stage, with the assistance of the Chi Dragon Sky Pearl bestowed by his Master and those several Saint medicines.

He was confident he could take down this fiend for his Master.

But he never expected.

This Netherworld Hall Soul Cultivator was actually also playing the pig to eat the tiger, actually hiding his cultivation!

Seeing that the soul light cage was about to smash down, Red-Bearded Flood Dragon no longer maintained his previous arrogance, curling his tail and about to beg Lu Yu for help.

Others didn't know.

As Lu Yu's Spirit Beast.

Not only did he swear to follow Lu Yu, but there was also a Spirit Beast oath chain between him and Lu Yu.

His understanding of Lu Yu's strength was even clearer than that of Lu Yu's other followers.

If his Master were to make a move.

What the hell is a mere Saint!?

But he knew, which didn't mean others knew.

Seeing Red-Bearded Flood Dragon begging for help.

Cai Lin Quasi-Sage couldn't help but turn her head away, unable to bear watching.

Lu Mingyue subconsciously clenched her hands even tighter, her beautiful eyes filled with despair.

And that Netherworld Hall Soul Cultivator sneered even louder!

"Facing death, so you're desperately seeking help, huh? Your Master can't even protect himself, and you're still hoping he'll save you?"

The Soul Cultivator said, then suddenly waved his hand.

Urging the cage to smash down fiercely.

But just at that critical moment.

"Swish!"

A figure suddenly appeared, arriving in front of Red-Bearded Flood Dragon, raising his hand and slashing out with a saber.

A brocade carp leaped from the saber's edge, and the moment it leaped into the air, it actually trembled with a hum, transforming into a ten-zhang dragon shadow.

With a bang, it shattered that soul light cage on the spot!

"Hmm!?"

Everyone present changed color.

Even Red-Bearded Flood Dragon was stunned.

Because the one who made the move was not Lu Yu.

But an unfamiliar middle-aged man!

He had an ordinary appearance and a simple, honest demeanor.

Like an uncle from next door.

But the golden-patterned long saber in his hand, engraved with the image of a carp leaping over the dragon gate, emitted a sharp aura sufficient to make even Saint Dao experts feel awe.

And just now, the scene of him splitting the soul light cage with a single saber strike.

Made everyone understand.

This person was definitely not an ordinary uncle from next door.

But a genuine Saint Realm expert!

Just as everyone was surprised.

Cai Lin Quasi-Sage had already bowed!

"Cai Lin greets the Sect Master!"

"Elder Cai Lin, rise."

That middle-aged man nodded slightly.

And that Netherworld Hall Soul Cultivator's expression had become extremely ugly!

"Yu Long Saint, you certainly have leisure time. They all say you are the Saint in the Mang Cang Five Regions who dislikes conflict the most. I didn't expect you to appear on this ancient battlefield today. It truly surprises this Seat!"

The Yulong Sect Master named Yu Long paid no mind to the barbs in the Netherworld Hall Soul Cultivator's words, and said lightly.

"This Yu indeed dislikes fighting and killing, but it's rare for the Mang Cang Five Regions to have a distinguished guest from outside Mang Cang personally arrive, and one with such great prestige, a Saint named 'Jiu Zhu' whose fame shakes our Tian Xuan Central Dao Continent. Even if this Yu dislikes conflict, I should still come!"