C23 Mist Divine Flood Dragon

In a space filled with greyish-black mist.

Ye Qingchen, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes.

He subconsciously wanted to get up, but a bone-piercing pain came from his body, forcing him to sit up.

"This is... Mist Heart Mountain's misty area?"

Looking at the greyish-black mist that filled the surrounding space, Ye Qingchen frowned.

He could sense that the mist contained an extremely tyrannical aura.

If someone else sucked this mist into their body, their internal organs would be completely destroyed by this aura!

No wonder this kind of terrifying mist would become a place that people would be terrified of.

However, for some reason, he felt that this kind of mist did not pose much of a threat to him.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the Ashy Sword Vein in his body was emitting a faint holy light, protecting his internal organs.

"The Ashy Sword Vein is actually not afraid of the mist!"

After knowing this discovery, Ye Qingchen could not help but be overjoyed.

This way, he would have the chance to survive in the mist!

"Moho Yue, when I leave this damned place, it will be the day of your Yin Blood Mercenary Group's destruction!"

Ye Qingchen muttered to himself coldly, and then he started to recover his injuries.

After the time it took for two incense sticks to burn, Ye Qingchen let out a light breath and opened his eyes again.

He stood up from the ground and looked around. His eyebrows twitched.

The surroundings were covered in a grayish-black fog, so he could not tell which direction to go in order to leave this place.

"It seems like I can only choose one direction to go."

Holding the Meteorite Sword in his hand, Ye Qingchen's face was filled with vigilance as he carefully walked in a certain direction.

After walking for an unknown amount of time.

Ye Qingchen suddenly stopped.

"I keep feeling like someone is watching me in the dark … Could it be that there are other living people in the fog?"

At this moment, Ye Qingchen's expression suddenly changed as he dodged to the left!

Chi!

The sound of piercing through the air suddenly rang out.

A black figure holding a long sword appeared in the place where Ye Qingchen was standing previously!

"How dare you sneak attack me … You're courting death!"

Ye Qingchen was furious as he instantly slashed out with the Meteorite Sword!

Puff!

The Meteorite Sword instantly destroyed the black figure!

However, a strange scene happened.

The black figure that was destroyed did not turn into a corpse, but turned into wisps of mist that drifted into the fog.

"They are not living people?"

Ye Qingchen was startled.

Suddenly, his expression changed as he quickly turned around.

The fog in front of him suddenly gathered into two black figures that were exactly the same as the one before.

The aura on their bodies was the same as his, both at the Fifth Level of the True Condensation Stage!

The black figures did not give him a chance to react. The moment they appeared, they immediately rushed towards him!

"They are born from the fog!"

Sensing this, Ye Qingchen's sense of danger immediately increased. The Genuine Qi in his entire body surged as he continuously slashed out with the Meteorite Sword!

Puff! Puff!

After destroying two more shadows, Ye Qingchen wanted to quickly escape from this place.

However, he suddenly saw four more shadows appearing in the east, west, south, and north!

They had sealed off his escape route!

"The number of these ghosts keeps increasing... This place is indeed strange!"

This time, Ye Qingchen was no longer passive. Instead, he took the initiative to attack!

He let out a long roar, and the Meteorite Sword vibrated. His figure suddenly rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, he destroyed four more shadows!

Then, as he expected.

The next time, eight more shadows appeared at the same time!

As Ye Qingchen fought, the number of shadows increased.

Until now, Ye Qingchen had faced a total of 128 shadows!

"If I continue to kill like this, I won't be able to solve the problem!"

"These shadows seem to be endless!"

Realizing this, Ye Qingchen no longer recklessly consumed his Genuine Qi and started to dodge the attacks of the shadows. At the same time, he started to observe the surrounding space.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a black shadow appear. In that instant, a grayish-black light flashed in the space!

Ye Qingchen's eyes locked onto that place!

He had been killing his way through, but he suddenly ran into an invisible barrier!

"It's here!"

Ye Qingchen's face lit up with joy, but he immediately calmed down. The Genuine Qi in his entire body surged, and the Meteorite Sword was quickly swung out!

The sword domain that was like a myriad of stars suddenly blasted forward!

Boom!

After unleashing his strongest sword strike, Ye Qingchen seemed to hear the sound of something shattering.

At the same time, the group of black shadows behind him also suddenly stopped.

They suddenly turned into mist and disappeared into the misty space!

At the same time, an ancient voice sounded.

"Hahaha... It really is the aura of the Ashy Sword Vein. No wonder it can unleash the second sword of the Ashy Sword Scripture, the Shattering Moon."

"Who is it?!"

Ye Qingchen's heart trembled as he immediately turned around and shouted.

Suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something as he raised his head and looked at the sky above the misty space.

He saw that in the sky above the misty space, strands of grayish-black mist were slowly gathering together to form a grayish-black flood dragon that was dozens of feet in size.

The grayish-black flood dragon's surroundings were filled with an ancient aura. At the same time, its eyes faintly released a pressure that could cause one's soul to tremble.

Ye Qingchen's expression changed.

"Hahaha... Little guy, you don't have to be afraid. Right now, I am only a remnant soul, so I won't do anything to hurt you."

The grayish-black flood dragon's eyes stared at Ye Qingchen, and its tone did not contain any hostility.

Hearing this, Ye Qingchen's heart relaxed slightly, but his expression was still solemn. "Then may I ask who you are?"

"I am the Mist Divine Flood Dragon."

The grayish-black Flood Dragon slowly spoke.

Mist Divine Flood Dragon?

Ye Qingchen's pupils shrank.

From the memories left behind by the man, he knew that there was a beast race called the Mist Flood Dragon.

The Mist Flood Dragon's ability was strange and unpredictable. It could be said to be the most difficult race among all the beasts.

And among the Mist Flood Dragon, those who could transform into a deity had an exclusive title!

Mist Divine Flood Dragon!

One had to know that transforming into a deity was a realm that no one in the history of Devil Martial Continent had ever reached!

Ye Qingchen could not imagine how powerful this Mist Divine Flood Dragon was!

"I didn't expect that the Ashy Sword Vein and the Ashy Sword Scripture would appear on your body. It seems that you are the inheritor of the inheritance left behind by that person."

The Mist Divine Flood Dragon said, "That means that he disappeared in the end..."

When he said this, the Mist Divine Flood Dragon's tone was filled with a hint of sadness.

Ye Qingchen, "..."

Hearing the Mist Divine Flood Dragon's words, it seemed that it had a very deep relationship with the man.

Furthermore, from the way it addressed the man, it seemed that the man's strength before his death was much stronger than the Mist Divine Flood Dragon's!

Thinking of this, Ye Qingchen's heart could not help but tremble.

"Little guy, since you are able to come here, it means that you are fated to be with me."

The Mist Divine Flood Dragons retracted its emotions and said slowly, "The black figures you saw just now were the mist warriors created by the first stage of the Mist Flood Dragon Tribe's trial, the Sly Spirit Fog Formation."

"I was curious when I saw that you were able to ignore the overbearing power contained in the mist. I secretly invited you into the Misty Flood Dragon Trial and used the Sly Spirit Fog Formation to test your ability."

"I didn't expect that not only did you have the Ashy Sword Vein, you also had a unique observation and judgement. You were able to discover the eye of the mist formation and break it."

The Mist Divine Flood Dragon praised, "This ability is not a disgrace to the inheritance power that Lord left for you."

Hearing that, Ye Qingchen said solemnly, "Since that senior chose me, I will not let down his expectations!"

"Very good."

The Mist Divine Flood Dragon nodded, and then changed the topic.

"However, your current strength is still too weak. If you want to unleash the true power of the Ashy Sword Vein, you have to become stronger first."

"Since that's the case, I will bestow you with a fortune!"

As his voice fell, the gray-black dragon suddenly exploded into a ball of gray mist that enveloped Ye Qingchen's figure.

The world in front of Ye Qingchen's eyes suddenly changed.

Looking up, the surrounding space was no longer drifting with gray-black mist, but was instead filled with darkness.

"Little guy, this is an illusory space."

"Next, you will be tested on the second stage of the Misty Flood Dragon Trial, the Confusion of Mist and Heart."

"The Misty Flood Dragon Trial is divided into two stages."

The Mist Divine Flood Dragon's voice slowly rang out.

"The first stage is called the 'Sly Spirit Fog Formation', and the second stage is called the 'Confusion of Mist and Heart'."

"You have already passed the 'Sly Spirit Fog Formation', which means that you have already passed half of the Misty Flood Dragon Trials."

"If you can pass the 'Confusion of Mist and Heart', then you will obtain a good fortune!"

After saying that, the Mist Divine Flood Dragon's tone suddenly became solemn.

"But I have to remind you that the 'Confusion of Mist and Heart' is different from the 'Sly Spirit Fog Formation'."

"It will create an illusion that makes people with weak minds easily fall into the illusion …"

"Until death!"

The Mist Divine Flood Dragon said indifferently.

"If you don't have the confidence to pass this final test, then you should hurry up and say that I will send you out of the Mist Heart Mountain."

"But if that's the case, I will also try to take away the Ashy Sword Vein from your body and create another new Sword Vein for you. Then, I will let the Ashy Sword Vein wait for the next person who is more suitable for it!"

The Mist Divine Flood Dragons words were very clear.

If he couldn't even pass the Misty Flood Dragon Trials, how could he, Ye Qingchen, deserve the inheritance left behind by that senior?

A moment later, Ye Qingchen raised his head.

He looked at the gray-black Flood Dragon, and a confident smile appeared on his face.

"Since we've already reached this step, how can I not try!"

"I don't believe that this so-called Misty Flood Dragon Trials can make me fall!"

At this moment, other than a trace of respect for the Mist Divine Flood Dragon, Ye Qingchen's heart was filled with heroic spirit and hot blood!

He could even endure the endless pain of being pierced by ten thousand swords, so how could he be afraid of a mere 'Confusion of the Mist'?

Sensing the change in Ye Qingchen's temperament, a glint flashed across the misty eyes of the Mist Divine Flood Dragon.

It praised, "This mentality is indeed not bad. No wonder that lord chose you."

"Now, let me see what is so special about you, who possesses the Ashy Sword Vein!"

The voice of the Mist Divine Flood Dragon suddenly disappeared.

Ye Qingchen suddenly felt a wave of dizziness rushing over him like a tide.

He couldn't help but close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the world in front of him was no longer dark.

Instead, it was a simple decorated room.

Lying on the bed, Ye Qingchen immediately got up and swept his eyes around.

He was quite familiar with this room.

"Why did I return to the Qingchen Courtyard?"

Ye Qingchen frowned and immediately got off the bed.

Just as he was about to open the door and leave, the door was opened first.

The figure that appeared in front of him made Ye Qingchen's body stiffen, and his eyes filled with astonishment.

"Uncle Xiong?!"