Chapter 732 - 721: Water God Ancestor

Guan Yu and Wang Bodang, having gotten the answer they wanted, left satisfied.

Since Ding Ling said it was resolved, naturally they didn’t need to worry anymore.

They should go about their own matters now.

Meanwhile, Ding Ling chose to continue reading.

He hoped to quickly reach 100% progress on the Martial Arts Melting Furnace’s three legs.

The fifth batch of books obviously hasn’t filled the library in three days.

But perhaps due to the vast area guarded by Lü Bu, Nie Feng, and others, governance is constantly improving, meaning the speed of collecting secret manuals has also increased.

Thus, although not fully stacked, the quantity is quite considerable.

There are tens of thousands of them.

Ding Ling spent two hours and finished reading some of the collected secret manuals.

The progress jumped 3 points.

83%.

"This time, it’s time to slay the dragon."

Slaying the dragon is a must.

After all, the War God Technique lacks a large amount of divinity to condense the War God Spirit Body!

Only by condensing a ’War God’ within the body can one be truly immortal, unaffected even when decapitated.

"Your Majesty, I’ll accompany you."

Little Zhao said:

"I know the exact route."

"Alright. Lead the way."

Little Zhao’s cultivation is exceptionally high.

Having fully inherited the ’True Inheritance of the Twelve Demon Gods,’ her Heaven-Reaching Supreme Sword Bone, under Ding Ling’s guidance, has perfectly assimilated these benefits, pushing her cultivation to the Peak of Shattered Middle Stage, just one step away from High Tier.

Plus, she possesses the Great Perfection Level Sword Spirit and knows the Great Perfection Level Profound Yin Twelve Swords.

It’s fair to say.

Little Zhao can currently defeat Emperor Shitian.

Who would have thought Little Zhao would progress so terrifyingly after gaining her opportunity and fortune?!

Ding Ling didn’t expect it, and others certainly didn’t. This shows that if someone wants to quickly become a top-tier powerhouse, opportunities and fortunes are indispensable.

...

A small island twenty miles outside Divine Dragon Island.

Lü Bu, Nie Feng, and Bu Jingyun’s Great Army were camped here.

They had reached this place long ago.

They had been confronting the original residents of Divine Dragon Island ’head-on’ for quite a while.

They suspected whether Ding Ling would come, when suddenly Ding Ling and Little Zhao appeared from the sky, landing in front of them.

The three were taken aback.

Then bowed together ceremoniously:

"Greetings, Our King! Long live Our King! Greetings, Empress! Thousand-year Empress!"

"Rise from your bows."

Ding Ling asked calmly:

"So, hasn’t it been settled yet?"

"The Water Race people on Divine Dragon Island, through some method, released an invincible, indestructible monster. We couldn’t match it, could only retreat and wait for Your Majesty’s arrival."

Nie Feng said respectfully.

"Monster?"

Ding Ling’s eyebrows slightly raised:

"Lead the way, let’s take a look."

"Yes."

Lü Bu led the way, followed closely by Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun.

Over these past few months, Bu Jingyun had seen Ding Ling countless times.

On the second meeting, Bu Jingyun felt somewhat awkward, ashamed, and uncomfortable, but after seeing him often, he became numb and could now relatively comfortably view his relationship with Ding Ling.

Sometimes he would console himself with the alien words: It’s just a change of boss.

Moreover, this boss is extremely powerful and generous to subordinates! Much stronger than Xiong Ba.

Under such a powerful leader, Bu Jingyun naturally had no objections to being a general.

What frustrated him was that Xiong Ba had disappeared! He wanted revenge on Xiong Ba, but no doors seemed open!

But...

"I heard recently Guan Yu and others sent news of Xiong Ba, and Your Majesty personally went to verify it. Is this true?"

Bu Jingyun couldn’t hold back, stepped back two steps, bowed to Ding Ling before asking.

"It’s true."

"And Xiong Ba, what about him?"

Bu Jingyun’s eyes lit up.

Nie Feng sighed, thinking how lucky it was Youruo didn’t come along; otherwise, there might be trouble.

Lü Bu sneered, seemingly finding Bu Jingyun annoying. It was his first time seeing someone cooler than himself, naturally displeased! Were it not for Nie Feng’s mediation, he would have fought Bu Jingyun already!

Ding Ling glanced at Bu Jingyun, and flatly said:

"Xiong Ba is no longer human."

"... Is, is Xiong Ba dead?!"

Bu Jingyun asked tremblingly.

Ding Ling did not answer, instead walking forward on his own.

Leaving Bu Jingyun standing there, lost in thought, looking despondent.

Not exacting personal revenge.

For Bu Jingyun, it’s extremely hard to accept!

Very soon.

Everyone reached Divine Dragon Island.

Just as they stepped foot.

Boom!

A giant man wrapped in golden armor, wearing a horned helmet, possessing muscular, sturdy physique, took a single stride, descended vertically from a mountain, landing heavily before Ding Ling’s group, causing the ground to sink several feet! A powerful vortex centered around the giant man spread rapidly in all directions.

This force was extraordinarily intense.

Lü Bu couldn’t help but change his expression and step back, saying:

"Your Majesty. It’s him! An irrational, murderous undead!"

"Undead?"

Ding Ling looked at the opponent, recalling from comics, already speculating that this was most likely the Water God Ancestor of the Water Race.

Rumor had it that, hundreds of years ago, the Water God Ancestor accidentally wounded the Divine Dragon, causing dragon blood to infect his arm, making it invincible and impervious to weaponry.

And also due to dragon blood and his technique.

He managed to remain uncorrupted physically for centuries!

Of course, while his body could remain uncorrupted, his spirit couldn’t, hence he became completely irrational.

Thus, he typically remained dormant deep in Divine Dragon Island’s lake-island lake.

To awaken him, one must use Divine Power!

According to the original plot, the Water Race should have seized the Fire Qilin Sword to resurrect the Water God Ancestor.

But now?

Ding Ling inquired about this matter.

Nie Feng said he was unaware, but his Fire Qilin Saber remained!

Just as Ding Ling was going to ask more, the Water God Ancestor’s eyes turned red and charged rapidly towards Ding Ling.

Boom!

The Water God Ancestor’s speed was exceptionally fast, reaching Ding Ling within two breaths, then a fist swung heavily towards Ding Ling’s face.

Ding Ling slightly furrowed his brow, not sparing the Water God Ancestor, and also threw a punch.

Boom!

The two fists collided, producing a continuous cracking sound.

The Water Race people watching couldn’t help but show joy and began to move forward to surround Ding Ling’s group.

Suddenly, Boom! The Water God Ancestor flew back faster than he came!

Crackling! His entire skeleton seemed to explode, visibly, the Water God Ancestor’s nose and eardrums started bleeding.

The arm he just used to punch became limp, seemingly ruined.

"How is this possible?!"

"Ancestor!"

The Water Race rushed forward to assist, but the Water God Ancestor, now severely injured, became even more savage and irrational, thrust his intact right arm like an iron spear, Poof!

One of the Water Race trying to help was instantly impaled through the chest!