Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 278 - 275: Listen to the Dragon Roar!

Chapter 278: Chapter 275: Listen to the Dragon Roar!

The blood-red full moon in the sky dyed the entire world a filthy shade of crimson.

The black and red clouds, already corrupt and yellowing, dripping with the foul stench of corpse water, floated eerily across the inky sky.

A group of ratty red umbrellas flew as quickly as swallows, skimming the water’s surface and then plunging into the clouds, emitting piercing cackles from their massive mouths below.

Pellet drums with children’s faces painted on their surfaces hopped and swayed along the turbid river’s edge, singing a nursery rhyme:

"Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, sleep now, here come the old cat and monkey, the child sleeps under a floral quilt, or else get hit with a stick if you don’t!"

Behind them followed a sneaking, deformed monkey.

Countless human faces whispered secretly in the dark corners by the roadside, like demonic voices infiltrating one’s mind...

The bizarre spectacle filled heaven and earth; Dengzhou Prefecture had never been as crowded as it was now.

Boom—!

Ferocious qi force erupted violently, like a raging dragon sweeping forth, smashing several pitch-black peaks in succession.

But when the dust settled, those grotesque things were still there, honest and real, as if they were illusions that had never disappeared.

Even though a prestigious fifth realm Martial Saint could easily split mountains and fracture ridges, they seemed forever unable to tear through this absurd and terrifying dream realm.

It was as if one were slicing water with a sword; everything under this blood-red night curtain was indistinguishably real and false.

Wang Yuan and Huang Wu, with their fingers interlocked, were the same, shifting left and right, up and down, real and false, more and less.

Like two phantoms dancing elegantly under the blood-red full moon, they were pleasing to the eye yet bone-chilling.

"Don’t hide! Let me land a punch!" exclaimed Jiang Baimei, who at that moment, appeared like a bull stuck in a swamp, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank;

He also resembled a monkey fishing for the moon’s reflection in the water, foolishly unable to discern whether the full moon before him was real or fake.

His eyes were bloodshot, nearly smoking with rage.

The problem was the mismatch of his specialty.

Not to mention a single Martial Saint, even a group of them would be at a loss here.

Wang Yuan and Huang Wu were like two accomplished bullfighters who never clashed head-on with the bull, entangling Jiang Baimei alongside Qing Yezi and Yu Jiezi, drawing them ever further away from the Little Concubine.

"What a pity, if the Dream Moth could make the ’Lost Layer’ reflect into reality too, that would be perfect.

Whether it’s Namo Gatling Bodhisattva or Great Dao Simplicity, maybe Jiang Baimei and the two demons could be swept away in one move."

This was a dream that the two could only fantasize about and nothing more.

Although the Dream Moth had extended its power into the Mortal World through the public dream of Dengzhou Prefecture.

But the current Dengzhou Prefecture was not the "Lost Layer" where one could freely wield their imagination; it was even shallower than the superficial layer, unable to turn imagination into a weapon (Chapter 252).

But the good news was,

Whether it was Wang Yuan, who naturally controlled dreams after manifesting his Dharma Body through Daoist Skill Magical Objects, or Huang Wu, who possessed the Mirror in the Water and Flower in the Mirror,

Both could thrive in this environment.

The current Dengzhou Prefecture had not only become the nest of the Dream Moth, but also their home turf, where their abilities had leapt to several notches higher.

Although they could not kill Jiang Baimei, Qing Yezi, and Yu Jiezi,

The Feather Forest Guards who had followed Jiang Baimei and turned traitor were targeted by them, and one by one, their luck turned sour.

Attacks from the dream realm were unpredictable, and even military formations could hardly resist.

Those enthralled by them, captured by the Dream Moth, seized by deceitful creatures, the Feather Forest Guard fell one after another from the sky like dumplings, turning into empty shells before even hitting the ground.

Watching the dire situation of his subordinates, Jiang Baimei became a volcano on the brink of eruption, molten lava churning in his chest.

His entire being radiated an almost tangible heat of rage.

If a Magician were this enraged, they would likely have already been targeted by "Knowledge" due to such extreme emotions and lost control then and there.

"Soldier Saint Jiang, hold on for a moment.

Although we don’t know the root of the bizarreness, such widespread encroachment of a dream into reality, even with the public dream of Dengzhou Prefecture as a support, won’t last.

I have the Inverted Chaos Talisman ready. Once dream and reality split again, they will surely no longer be able to escape.

Even if the Water Virtue Flood Dragon succeeds in transforming into a True Dragon, we will capture her again.

Such a Yellow Seal Realm True Dragon must be more delectable than those Red Seal Realm mixed dragons," said Qing Yezi, the Earth Essence Realm Mage born from a sect, who indeed had foresight.

He wasn’t wrong at all.

Though aware that the others were trying to attack her emotionally without success, Huang Wu couldn’t help but subconsciously glance at Wang Yuan, who was gripping her hand tightly.

Wang Yuan certainly knew that it was their limit for him and Huang Wu to tie down Jiang Baimei’s hands and feet to prevent him from obstructing the dragon transformation.

And this delicate advantage was only temporary, like dancing on the edge of a knife.

Once dream and reality separated anew, they would instantly be met with the opponent’s thunderous strike.

Even if ultimately six Mage Realm forces were assembled along with the Gun of Truth, the outcome would not differ from being tragic.

The indefensible martial might of the Martial Saint hung over their heads like a guillotine, ready to fall.

They had to find a way to kill him before reality and dream separated again!

Wang Yuan gazed at the patch of yellow cloud above Jiang Baimei’s head formed by the Heart Punishment Arrow, and the steadfast Red Book Iron Token holding up the cloud.

The indigo light in his eyes faintly brightened:

"Perhaps this will be an opportunity!"

The Heart Communication Conch had already revealed to him the true nature of this Deceit Object.

Taboo:

"The Red Book Iron Token is the oath of fealty recognized by all, and the ’Dragon Qi Prohibition’ recognizes it as well.

But as long as the Incense Fire, Dragon Energy, and Yin Morality were added to him, representing the collective will of countless common folk, he who bore the divine mandate could strip away its power.

"The Iron Token is ineffective, this foul creature shall die!"

Wang Yuan made up his mind and flicked a City God Detention Warrant from his fingertips with a shimmer of talisman light.

With the issuing of this decree from the Living Yama himself,

every City God and Yin Official within Dengzhou’s realm immediately responded to the order, rushing into the dream realm like a tidal wave.

...

A short while later.

Throughout the Lower Turbid River, all the common people who had been frightened throughout the day by the mighty sound of the water and had just managed to fall asleep simultaneously had the same dream.

Whoosh...

In the pouring rain, the relentless Turbid River almost turned into a roaring dragon, struggling to break free from the confines of the riverbed.

At any moment, it could rise into the sky, turning the entire downstream area into a land of lakes and marshes, swallowing their houses, farmland, families, lives... everything they owned.

"God, please have mercy!"

Facing this nightmare they least wanted to confront, the common folk were pale as death, one by one falling to their knees by the river, praying devoutly to every god and Buddha they could think of.

But no gods or Buddhas appeared, instead, a white jade Flood Dragon suddenly descended from the sky, striving with all its might to withstand the floodwaters.

Then, with great effort, it guided the mountain-like flood peaks toward the sea.

It encountered numerous obstacles along the way, including countless shrimp soldiers, crab generals, Sect demons, Dynasty traitors...

By the banks of the Turbid River, countless people had already seen with their own eyes during the day

that the mountain-like flood peaks, which had been higher than the banks of the Turbid River, had not turned into a flood that swallowed everything—all thanks to this Flood Dragon.

Seeing this scene, they hurriedly bowed down in deep reverence, praying with a piety they had never felt in their lives, hoping that the Flood Dragon would successfully guide the flood into the sea.

"Dragon God!"

"May the Dragon Girl bless us!"

"Milady, please hold on!"

"I, Gao Cui’e, vow to offer incense to your divine position day and night, to thank the milady for protecting my home and little ones..."

As the prayers of the multitude rose, a vast power of Incense Fire Vow Power tore through the skies and surged into Long Shao’s body.

At the same time.

This dream realm, with the help of the connections provided by the Public Dream of Red County Shenzhou, and the augmentation of the Dragon Qi Prohibition and the City God System, started to spread through county after county, infecting them with this dream.

In the Lower Turbid River, this vast plain with the highest population density of the Great Yan People,

the unanimous cries of billions in the dream realm nearly awoke all the ghosts, spirits, Demons and Ghosts along the path.

But as the people were united in heart, the Dragon Energy surged like a mountain cry and a sea howl, scaring them into curling up in their cave mansions, trembling without daring to budge an inch.

"Sacrificial Technique of Veracious Voices": The simultaneous speech of the masses can even melt metal!

The entire dream was not exaggerated nor suggestive, it just allowed the real imagery to penetrate through the provinces, states, and counties via the Public Dream, and spread across the entire plain.

It gathered unto the Little Concubine the share of Incense Fire Vow Power she was entitled to, without missing a single thread.

And the titles the common folk used for her, without exception, were "Dragon!" "Divine Dragon!" "Dragon Lady!" no longer referring to her as a Flood Snake.

At this moment, countless people hoped she could indeed transform into a dragon and avert the calamity for them.

The Dragon Energy formed by such collective will and prayers was purer by many times than those accumulated by consuming humans.

In the blink of an eye, the swarming Dragon Energy was already innumerable.

And who knows how much time passed.

Whoosh...

Because of the concentrated will of the people, the Dragon Energy was overwhelmingly abundant, and the snow-white Flood Dragon, now exuding a scent of sandalwood, finally saw the "Yunhe Bridge" and the Living Dragon Gate in the distance.

With Wang Yuan and the others’ escort, almost no eels or crabs or deceitful creatures from the dream had the chance to trouble Long Shao.

But carrying the mountain-like flood peak to this point had nearly exhausted all her strength.

Thus, in this final moment, Long Shao didn’t hesitate to shout:

"Summon!"

Far on Dragon Gate Mountain, in front of Master Red Lotus during [the banquet of sea delicacies and mountain treasures],

the several dozen Mixed Dragons that had perished in the pot instantly shriveled up as countless Dragon Energy, essence blood, and Heaven and Earth Spiritual Mechanism... abruptly transformed into light and left.

They arrived in the sky above the Flood Dragon.

Boss Wang always did business by asking for only the principal investment, not the interest, even for those few swallowed by the One-Eyed Stone Man, all had to be returned!

Along with that in the [banquet of delicacies], the semi-completed Clear and Muddy Treasure Bead, made of Dragon Bone Essence and Heavenly Dragon Blood, also flew away.

And landed in his hands.

The next moment.

Having consumed a dose of Great Nourishing Medicine, the size of the Flood Dragon surged explosively, thirty feet, a hundred feet, two hundred feet...

Amidst the countless sincere prayers of "Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!" above the Turbid River, a stream of white shot into the sky.

Carrying a resolution to move mountains and overturn seas, along with the raging floods, Long Shao soared high above Yunhe Bridge and then slammed forcefully against the Living Dragon Gate.

Boom!

A thunderous roar shook heaven and earth.

Above the East Sea, the Storm suddenly intensified.

Roar—!

This roar resounding from the clouds was no longer a dragon’s roar, but a majestic Dragon Roar that echoed throughout heaven and earth!

And that Divine Dragon was not one but... two!

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