Chapter 319 - 51: Transforming into a Flood Dragon on a Rainy Night

Chapter 319: Chapter 51: Transforming into a Flood Dragon on a Rainy Night

"ROAR—!!!!"

Just then, a dragon’s roar—louder and more majestic than any before—resounded through the heavens!

The dark clouds in the sky were completely scattered by the roar, and the pillar of starlight connecting heaven and earth slowly dissipated.

A True Dragon, over a hundred zhang long and covered in jet-black scales, coiled in the heavens. Its form was divine and majestic, and its pair of golden draconic eyes, as brilliant as suns, coldly surveyed the world below!

At that moment, the entire world seemed to stand still.

A supreme pressure, originating from the deepest depths of the bloodline, swept like an invisible tide across the hundred-li mountain range.

Under this pressure, Jian Jingchuan felt his very Divine Spirit tremble.

He could clearly sense that although the other’s Realm was still the Great Perfection of the Core Formation Stage, not yet having truly stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, the power contained within its body and its control over the Heaven and Earth Laws had already far surpassed the limits of the Core Formation Realm.

The bloodline of a True Dragon... Its power was terrifying!

"Jian Jingchuan."

Yuan Lan’s voice was no longer a rolling thunder but had become clear and resonant. Every word seemed to carry the might of the heavens, echoing directly in Jian Jingchuan’s soul.

"I should thank you. If not for the power of your sword strike, I would have had to expend more effort to break free from these final shackles."

There was no mockery in its voice, no taunting, only the cold indifference of a superior being stating a fact.

But this indifference was more humiliating to Jian Jingchuan than any insult.

He felt like a buffoon, putting on a self-important performance only to end up as a minor character in someone else’s script.

"Hahaha..." Jian Jingchuan laughed miserably. He then straightened his stooped back, the last trace of fear and unwillingness vanishing from his eyes, replaced by an utter, resolute madness.

"Yuan Lan! Don’t you dare be so smug!"

He pointed at the True Dragon in the heavens and roared himself hoarse, "So what if you’ve Transformed into a Dragon? Even if I, Jian Jingchuan, die today, I’ll take a pound of flesh from you!"

He had already lost everything. His son was dead, his legacy was destroyed, his hopes for a long life were gone, and now even his final act of revenge had become a joke.

Death no longer held any fear for him.

If that was the case, then he would blaze with the most brilliant light in the final moments of his life!

"Oh?" Yuan Lan’s enormous draconic head lowered slightly, a hint of human-like amusement flashing in its golden eyes. "With just that broken body of yours, and what little is left of your lifespan?"

"It’s more than enough!"

Jian Jingchuan let out a furious roar as his entire body suddenly burst into flames!

This time, he was burning not only his Life Force but also his Divine Spirit, his Dao Foundation—his very everything!

He poured his entire life’s centuries of Cultivation and comprehension, his boundless resentment for the injustice of the Celestial Dao, and his overwhelming jealousy toward Yuan Lan—all of it, without reservation—into this one, self-destructive strike!

A dazzling golden light erupted from within him, enveloping his entire being. It finally transformed into a golden Giant Sword, a hundred zhang long and so solid it seemed tangible!

There were no complex Runes on this sword, no gaudy special effects—only the purest, most extreme sharpness and destruction!

The Sword Intent soared to the heavens. The surrounding space itself couldn’t withstand the force and began to show fine, black cracks.

"Yuan Lan! Die for me!!!"

Following a resolute roar, the golden Giant Sword tore through the sky, ignoring the distance of space. It appeared before Yuan Lan in an instant, stabbing fiercely toward its Reversed Scale!

This strike was the Peak of Jian Jingchuan’s entire life!

It was the swan song that condensed all the truths of his Sword Dao!

Yet, in the face of this earth-shattering strike, not a single ripple of emotion stirred in Yuan Lan’s golden draconic eyes.

It did not even dodge. It simply, slowly, raised a draconic claw covered in jet-black scales that glinted with a metallic luster.

Then, it swatted at the golden Giant Sword.

There was no world-shaking boom, no cataclysmic collision of Energy.

The moment the golden Giant Sword, which contained all of Jian Jingchuan’s lifelong Cultivation, touched the draconic claw, it shattered as silently as a popped soap bubble, dissolving into a sky full of golden motes of light that scattered in the wind.

Seeing this, Chen Ye fell silent.

He knew Yuan Lan would be strong after Transforming into a Dragon, but he never imagined it would be *this* strong!

Jian Jingchuan’s final, all-consuming strike had definitely surpassed the limits of the Core Formation Realm, yet before Yuan Lan, it failed to make even a single ripple.

’So this is the power of a True Dragon. It’s truly heaven-defying!’

And as the golden Giant Sword shattered, a faint Residual Spirit emerged from the motes of light.

It was Jian Jingchuan.

He stared blankly at the enormous draconic claw right before him, his eyes filled with confusion and incomprehension.

"Why... Why is it like this..."

He muttered to himself, seemingly unable to accept the cruel reality.

His final, all-or-nothing strike hadn’t even managed to scratch a single one of its scales.

"Because you are ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth." Just then, Yuan Lan’s voice sounded, and the enormous draconic claw clenched gently.

"No—!"

Jian Jingchuan’s Residual Spirit let out an unwilling shriek before being completely crushed into nothingness by an invisible force.

Jian Jingchuan: a titan of his generation, the Manor Master of Celestial Sword Manor, the Core Formation Great Cultivator who had commanded the winds and rains in Qingzhou for hundreds of years.

Thus, his body and spirit were utterly destroyed.

And with Jian Jingchuan’s complete demise, the valley, which had been turned upside down by the rampaging Energy, finally returned to tranquility.

A sliver of Moonlight pierced through the clouds and fell upon the land, bringing a hint of warmth to the devastated valley.

At the same time, Yuan Lan, still coiled in the heavens, let out a long, drawn-out draconic roar. Its colossal body slowly spiraled downward, finally transforming into a streak of black light and descending from the sky.