The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 218 - 218: 161: Dong Huang, Assist Me_2

Chapter 218 - 218: 161: Dong Huang, Assist Me_2

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The originally distinct, handsome and heroic countenance lines had become much softer, leaning toward androgyny. His body stood tall and slender, with a slightly thin figure that now emanated an ethereal impression, not quite like that of a living being.

The City God of Anqing Mansion who had already crossed swords with the River Water Monarch, felt a suddenly erupting cold Yin power from behind, he turned his head with a somewhat puzzled look. As a ghost deity, he could tell at a glance that Feng Qing’an was indeed a member of the Human Race, but he did not know from where Feng Qing’an had borrowed a power that did not belong to him.

“The younger generation nowadays…”

Even if this young man took out some powerful treasure, he wouldn’t be surprised. Yet borrowing such an otherworldly power was something that left the ghost deity, the City God of Anqing Mansion, at a loss for words.

“Second Young Master Feng!”

In contrast to the astonishment of the City God, the River Water Monarch Hongxi was entirely taken by panic and fear. He understood all too well the level of power Feng Qing’an was currently manifesting, because he too belonged to this caliber of power.

However, compared to him who just recently stepped into this realm, the power borrowed by Feng Qing’an was apparently already at the peak and on the verge of entering an even more terrifying domain.

“How is this even possible?!”

Hongxi found it unbelievable and also understood at this moment why this human youngster, who faced him, had been calm from the beginning. Even when he took out the Divine Weapon Thunder Sea given to him by his grandfather, he was still indifferent.

Because from beginning to end, this teenager, who shared the same blood as the one who killed his father, was confident in slaying him. In his eyes, this teenager’s actions were no different from a clown’s performance.

All at once, he understood everything. A multitude of emotions surged in his heart, making his palm, which was clenching the divine weapon, feel a little fearful and reticent; because at the end of the day, only one emotion remained, fear!

Flee!

He must flee!

This despicable man had been showing him weakness all along, clearly trying to coax him into attacking – it was a trap against him!

He mustn’t stay any longer!

Just as the idea of leaving came to mind, a grand and cold Sword Qi soared toward the sky. Wherever the Sword Qi passed, the downpour caused by Hongxi’s divine weapon were all frozen, turning into frost and ice and falling rapidly.

“Lord City God, please lend me a hand. Keep this brute here and don’t let him escape!”

The Golden Scaled Flood Dragon emerged from the youngster’s robe, swelling up to a size of several feet. It then dissolved into rays of golden light in mid-air, attaching themselves to the teenager’s body, wrapping him completely in sturdy and heavy armor as impervious as a fortress, not letting a single chill in.

In a blink of an eye, the youngster who donned the Dragon Armor appeared as if a god descending from the heavens. Holding the Green God Sword, he ascended to the sky and came near the City God. This caused the City God to take another look. Being someone who had been harboring certain thoughts, he was taken aback for a moment.

A Dragon Hunter?!

In this world, there is a group of people who take joy in hunting down formidable spirits with the bloodline of the Dragon Clan. However, this group of people’s actions are rather low-key and with no fixed abode. As soon as they appear somewhere, that place would soon be subjected to the wrathful retaliation of the Dragon Clan.

Looking at the sword in the young man’s hand, the robes on his body, and the armor he just put on, each of these belonged to the Dragon Clan. Judging by his antagonism against the Water Monarch of the Dragon Clan, he indeed looked like a Dragon Hunter at odds with the Dragon Clan.

However, the City God of Anqing Mansion knew that this young man in front of him was not a Dragon Hunter, because he had seen a portrait of this young man before, and knew who he was.

“Feng Qing’an, you really deserve to die!”

Looking at Feng Qingan who was entirely encased in golden armor, Water Monarch Hongxi, who was already considering leaving, had anger rising in his heart again. The City God could see it, and of course he could too, that everything this youngster used was taken only from the Dragon Clan.

Crackling sound-

At this moment, it seemed as if the divine weapon wrapped in water currents and bursting with electricity had sensed the anger in the Water Monarch. This divine weapon began to unprecedently emit powerful waves of energy,

Water cascaded over the reddish armor. Meanwhile, thunderous electric light charged through the hand Hongxi had on the halberd, spiraling into his body, filling his eyes with thundering electricity.

In this instant, Water Monarch Hongxi was no longer afraid. All his fear of battle was completely driven away. At this moment, his battle intent was soaring, and he possessed a fierce will to kill his young brother of the same bloodline who killed his father and interfered with his plans.

Kill!

The youthful dragon-horned figure, enveloped by innumerable thunders and torrents, brandished the Divine Weapon and charged towards Feng Qing’an. A desperate and fearless aura that didn’t care whether he was smashed into pieces coursed in all directions.

“Feng Qing’an, this is the enemy you need to borrow power from me to counter? He is such a trash that can’t even control his weapon but is controlled by it. In this case, this amount should be enough for you to slay him!”

A cold and indifferent voice echoed within Feng Qing’an’s heart, and at this moment, the power that was continuously pouring in from the third Soul Contract abruptly ceased.

The ruler of You Huang Ghost Country believed that the power she had lent Feng Qing’an was already enough to handle an opponent who had become a slave to his weapon. Anything more would be a waste.

“I get it!”

With a rather gloomy response, Feng Qing’an swung his sword to fend off the exploding thunderbolts coming his way. He was unaware of how much of a mess this guy could be that he couldn’t even control his weapon.

“Young Master Feng, there’s no need to worry about this creature escaping in this state!”

Responded the City God of the Prefecture, who was leisurely wielding a golden seal in his hand and using his Divine Power to defend against the raining thunderstorms and wind attacks, “Young Master can go ahead and slay him!”

“Watch out for his strikes!”

Feng Qing’an blurted out an unnecessary reminder before he effortlessly dodged a sharp edge coming straight towards him. Watching as this edge dug a trench some tens of miles long into the ground, he immediately responded with a sword strike.

Bright red dragon blood drifted down from the sky. However, the River Water Monarch of Bailang River had turned into a killing weapon unaware of pain, fatigue, or fear. With a loud roar, he charged towards Feng Qing’an.

Looking at the youthful figure wrapped in torrent and covered with sparking thunder with the Chi Wen projection manifesting behind him, Feng Qing’an, who had the power equal to his, felt almost no threat.

The greatest threat to this River Monarch was his Golden Halberd. The consequence of being hit by it was something both Feng Qing’an and City God of Anqing Mansion were aware of.

However, this kind of terrifying power was useless if it couldn’t hit the target.

The size of Feng Qing’an had not changed much, and since his appearance, the City God had remained the size of a normal human, without manifesting any form of enormous Divine Power.

It is not hard to imagine the level of threat posed by the River Monarch, who is now devoid of reason and only left with the desire to fight, as he was controlled by the weapon in his hand.

This guy was originally a spoiled brat. If he were an experienced warrior, he might be even scarier now that he had lost all sense of fear and fury because the instinct to kill is imprinted on every part of their bodies.

But for this guy, he is just blindly slashing around now. Even Feng Qing’an could predict his strikes. The fate of this River Monarch was sealed from the moment his sanity was forcefully suppressed by the divine weapon in his hand.

“Young Master Feng, after a while, the beast will be unable to wield the weapon and will reveal its true form. Please use your sword to stab its reverse scale and pierce its heart, and this beast will be executed!”

The City God of Anqing Mansion suddenly said after a dozen rounds of battle.

“Does Chi Wen also have a reverse scale?”

“Of course it does!”

A moment later, as the City God had predicted, the River Water Monarch became unable to sustain the transformation and his true form emerged, exposed for all to see. Then, Feng Qing’an discovered a significant problem.

“Where is this reverse scale?”

The City God paused for a moment and then gave Feng Qing’an quite a show. The rampaging torrent around Chi Wen and the flashing thunder on his body seemed non-existent as a vague golden spiritual power formed a cross on his belly’s red scales, making it exceptionally noticeable.

“Thank you, City God!”

With a burst of blazing flame from behind and beneath him, Feng Qing’an’s body disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was beneath Chi Wen. Feng Qing’an drove his Green God Sword into the area marked by the City God, the sword energy exploded and wreaked havoc inside Chi Wen’s body.

“Done!”

Feng Qing’an sensed the rapid decline of Chi Wen’s vitality. Just as he turned around to thank the City God, there was no ghostly figure to be seen, only a voice faintly echoing in his ears,

“Young Master Feng, please take what is left of the beast and the Divine Weapon for yourself.. You alone deserve the credit for this battle, which has nothing to do with my mansion!”