Chapter 546 - 541: Thrashing the Eighteenth Elder

Chapter 546: Chapter 541: Thrashing the Eighteenth Elder

"What?"

In that moment, everyone’s scalp tingled. They stared at Ning Jiang in utter disbelief.

The Eighteenth Elder, a titan at the Supreme Celestial Rank hailed as the Flood Dragon Clan’s best hope of reaching the Celestial Martial Realm, had actually been sent flying by a single punch from Ning Jiang?

Just what kind of terrifying strength was this?

As Ning Jiang sent the Eighteenth Elder flying with a punch, the Great Celestial Rank expert in front of him seized the opportunity to retreat rapidly.

But once Ning Jiang had his eyes on someone, who could possibly escape? When he wanted someone dead, there was nowhere to hide, not in the heavens above nor the earth below.

"Die."

Ning Jiang extended a hand. Power surged from his body, coalescing into a gigantic palm in the seawater. The palm seized the Great Celestial Rank expert and squeezed.

SQUELCH.

With a dull thud, the Great Celestial Rank expert, as fragile as a chick, was instantly crushed to a pulp by Ning Jiang.

’This guy is way too ferocious,’

Gu Huaying was so shocked she didn’t know what else to say. The power Ning Jiang displayed was simply monstrous.

One punch, one palm, and two Great Celestial Rank experts were obliterated, with not even a body left to bury. Anyone who witnessed such a scene would feel a chill in their heart.

"You beast!"

The Eighteenth Elder’s eyes were filled with unbridled fury. His enraged roar was like a bomb detonating right next to their ears.

But beneath his fury was also a sense of horror. The power Ning Jiang was displaying was simply inconceivable.

One had to understand that the power emanating from Ning Jiang was also only at the Supreme Celestial Rank. In theory, he should have been on par with the Elder, yet he couldn’t withstand a single punch.

Ning Jiang’s control over his power far surpassed his own!

"Ning Jiang, if you surrender now, return with me to the Flood Dragon Clan, and hand over your secrets, you might still have a chance to live. Otherwise, there will be no place for you in this entire East Sea!"

the Eighteenth Elder howled, threatening Ning Jiang.

"Is that so? I don’t know if there’s a place for me in the East Sea, but I can be sure of one thing: you won’t live to see that day!"

Ning Jiang took a step, instantly flashing above the Eighteenth Elder’s head before stomping down.

BOOM!

His stomp was like an Ancient Divine Mountain crashing down.

The surrounding seawater was flattened by the stomp, compressed as if it were paper. An incomparably brilliant divine light erupted from his foot. This single attack held the power to shake heaven and earth.

The Eighteenth Elder felt the terror of this attack. Instead of taking it head-on, he dodged with incredible agility.

BANG.

Ning Jiang’s foot grazed past the Elder’s body. Although it didn’t land on him, the immense power struck a peak on the seabed. A terrifying sound, like mountains crumbling and the earth splitting, rang out.

Before the horrified eyes of the Flood Dragon Clan, the peak violently exploded, turning into countless specks of dust.

’How can this little beast be so strong?’

Seeing this, the Eighteenth Elder couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath.

He knew that this was the bottom of the sea, where the water pressure was immense. The rock here was far harder than on the surface, comparable to steel. Even with his strength, he couldn’t have pulverized a mountain peak like that.

’This kind of power... it must be infinitely close to the Celestial Martial Realm, right?’

Fear gripped the Eighteenth Elder’s heart, and the thought of retreat began to form.

SWOOSH!

Just then, Ning Jiang attacked again with another punch. With his long hair flying, he moved like a Divine King descending upon the world, his presence vast enough to swallow rivers and mountains.

When he threw this punch, its terrifying might blasted the seawater apart, creating a vacuum tunnel in its wake.

The Eighteenth Elder was so frightened his scales stood on end. He had already suffered under Ning Jiang’s fist and experienced its might. He didn’t dare to resist this time, rapidly retreating several thousand feet.

The power of the punch missed its target and slammed into the seabed.

The seabed shook violently as if hit by an earthquake. A massive, thousand-foot-long fissure ripped open, revealing a pitch-black interior like an abyss leading to Hell, a horrifying sight to behold.

’Damn it, I have to retreat now!’

The Eighteenth Elder had lost all will to fight. The power Ning Jiang displayed had far exceeded his imagination, and he understood with chilling clarity that he was no match for him.

WHOOSH!

With a single movement, his body shot forward over a thousand feet. As a Flood Dragon, his speed in the sea gave him a natural advantage.

"Is running all you know how to do?"

However, Ning Jiang was even faster. The Qingtian Roc was a Demon Beast renowned for its speed. In this world, only a few members of the Demon Race could surpass it.

The Flood Dragon Clan was clearly not among them.

Ning Jiang caught up to the Eighteenth Elder in a single step. He raised his fist, which glowed with a brilliant, divine radiance.

BAM.

As his fist fell, it was as if heaven and earth had become a millstone grinding down on the Eighteenth Elder’s body. A series of bone-shattering cracks echoed from within the Elder. His body, hundreds of feet long, was sent flying as if struck by a meteorite, carving deep cracks into the seabed upon impact. ℯ

"AH! Ning Jiang, don’t push me too far! If you dare to kill me, the Flood Dragon King will never let you go!"

the Eighteenth Elder roared, his voice churning the seawater. A massive Fist Seal had appeared on his body, nearly punching straight through him. The mangled flesh and blood were a shocking sight.

As an Elder of the Flood Dragon Clan, he had never suffered such a grievous injury.

"Facing death, and you still dare to threaten me."

Ning Jiang shook his head and threw another punch. A crystalline, brilliant light erupted from his fist, striking the Eighteenth Elder in the midsection.

"AARGH!"

The Eighteenth Elder let out a heart-wrenching scream.

His hundreds-of-feet-long Flood Dragon body suddenly folded in the middle. With a series of sickening CRACKS, countless scales, bones, and internal organs were shattered by Ning Jiang’s punch.

"Ning Jiang, you beast, stop it!"

The Eighteenth Elder screamed again and again. Even with the formidable Life Force of a Flood Dragon, he couldn’t withstand such devastating blows. Ning Jiang’s punches had beaten half the life out of him.

"Even if you knelt and begged for mercy now, you wouldn’t escape death."

Ning Jiang snorted coldly. Beaten to such a miserable state, the Eighteenth Elder still dared to be insolent. He was simply courting death.

WHOOSH.

Ning Jiang’s entire body glowed with divine radiance as he plummeted from above. His descent was like a meteorite striking the earth, his foot landing viciously on the Eighteenth Elder’s head.

BAM.

The Eighteenth Elder’s head, as large as a small hill, was stomped deep into the seabed by Ning Jiang’s foot. His skull fractured, and blood gushed out uncontrollably.

"Get off me!"

The Eighteenth Elder roared, his eyes filled with towering rage. As an Elder of the Flood Dragon Clan, a hegemon of the East Sea, when had he ever been treated with such humiliation? Being stepped on was the ultimate disgrace, and his body trembled with fury.

He thrashed his body wildly, gathering his strength to try and throw Ning Jiang off. With the power of his physical body, forget a single person—not even ten thousand-foot-tall mountains could hold him down.

"Useless."

Ning Jiang’s gaze was icy as he let out a soft snort.

An even more terrifying power erupted from his foot, pressing down viciously.

BOOM!

Blood splattered as the Eighteenth Elder’s entire head began to crack apart, fissures spreading across its surface.

"No, Ning Jiang, stop! Don’t make a grave mistake!"

the Eighteenth Elder roared, feeling his life hanging by a thread.

However, Ning Jiang paid him no mind. He reached out, his hand forming a massive palm that grabbed the Eighteenth Elder’s tail. He then began to slam him around like a whip, smashing him wildly against the seabed.