Serpent Ancestor
Chapter 453: The Struggles of a Small Person

Xu Hei's transformation was not just a breakthrough in cultivation but also an evolution of his race, turning him into an ancient Flood Dragon.

He now possessed dragon scales, dragon bones, and dragon veins—three powerful assets.

Especially the nine dragon veins, which brought about a qualitative change in the use of True Essence, allowing him to instantly cast divine abilities like the Azure Dragon Immortal Spell's Summon Wind with just a thought.

Instantly casting divine abilities is something almost impossible for other Elemental Infant stage cultivators!

In battles between Elemental Infant cultivators, the speed of casting divine abilities often determines the upper limit of one's strength. If you're faster than your opponent by just one move, you can suppress them!

If you're a moment too slow, you'll find yourself at a disadvantage everywhere.

The black-robed elder, upon witnessing Xu Hei instantly cast divine abilities twice in a row, did not hesitate and decisively chose to flee!

Such an Unparalleled Arrogance, it's no exaggeration to say, already has the qualifications to compete with the Sea God Sect's protectors!

"Summon Wind, Call Rain!"

Xu Hei looked at the panicked Sea God Sect members fleeing and moved his mind.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, a fierce wind rose, and torrential rain poured down. The wind, mixed with rain, swept towards the Sea God Sect followers, leaving no trace of them behind, not even a scream, as they turned to dust and vanished without a trace.

Like autumn leaves swept away by the wind, in just a few breaths, all the evil faction cultivators invading the Melodic Sect were annihilated, not one escaping.

All the female cultivators of the Melodic Sect were dumbfounded.

It was too shocking; a Flood Dragon suddenly appeared and killed all the invading enemies.

Is this the legendary deity?

September stared blankly at the Flood Dragon. Just now, it was Xu Hei who blocked that arrow for her.

She never imagined that someone would take an arrow for a formation spirit.

She didn't know what kind of feeling this was.

Someone in this world would risk their life for you.

"Thank you, senior, for saving us!"

"Thank you, senior!"

Lin Miaoyu led the way, kneeling on the ground, and all the cultivators knelt and bowed in gratitude to Xu Hei.

Xu Hei had no fondness for the Melodic Sect; they even had enmity.

But there was no choice; he happened to land here and could only save them in passing.

In fact, strictly speaking, his grudge with the Melodic Sect stemmed from him rescuing a dog from execution; they never actively provoked him.

As for how hypocritical this sect might be, it had nothing to do with him.

Xu Hei said nothing, intending to leave.

Suddenly, he heard a weak voice.

"Xu Lang."

Xu Hei was taken aback and turned to look towards the source of the voice, which was an extremely illusory formation spirit.

The formation spirit was about to dissipate, with only a pair of cat eyes still bright, and four tails behind it flickering, on the verge of collapse.

"Can you take me with you?" September looked at him longingly.

September had no experience communicating with people and didn't know how to express herself.

Even this sentence took her a long time to think of. As for calling him Xu Lang, she learned it from the female cultivators in the sect.

Lin Miaoyu looked at September in surprise; this was the first time September had actively spoken to someone.

Xu Hei frowned, suddenly remembering that the last time he left the Melodic Sect, he seemed to have promised the formation spirit something.

Although it was under Hei Huang's deception.

"Sigh, come in."

Xu Hei took out a blank flag, waved it casually, and September leaped into the flag.

She was too weak, and as soon as she fell into the flag, she fell into a deep sleep, curling up peacefully.

Xu Hei sighed, planning to find a place to release her after she woke up.

For now, Xu Hei had more important matters to attend to.

Without needing to sense, the most intense battle fluctuations were at the Immortal Pavilion.

Xu Hei's figure flickered as he headed towards the Immortal Pavilion.

There, he sensed an aura that made him nauseous.

Indeed, it was Xu Qingzhi!

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On Star Island, while the high-levels were fighting, the small figures were also struggling.

After the formation at the Immortal Pavilion was broken, countless Sea God Sect cultivators rushed in, starting a massacre.

The lower-level protectors and maids had almost no resistance against these evil faction cultivators, suffering heavy casualties at first sight.

Liu Buqun, a mediocre protector, was at the False Core stage.

His talent had run its course, a reflection of many protectors.

However, unlike other protectors, Liu Buqun came from the mainland, and his experiences were far beyond ordinary, having crawled out of piles of dead bodies countless times.

Rock Serpent City, Earth Path, Blood Corpse Cave, Wuyou City... He had resolved countless life-and-death crises, always making the most beneficial choices for survival in desperate situations.

Once he made a choice, he could execute it decisively, even using bystanders as a shield.

It was this cleverness and decisiveness that allowed him to escape death repeatedly!

Therefore, as soon as the killing intent outside approached, he ignored the surprised gazes of others, put away his weapon, applied a Swift Talisman, and dashed towards the back mountain.

The moment Liu Buqun left, the formation was broken, and the sounds of killing and shouting shook the sky.

But Liu Buqun escaped!

"Kill!"

"Something's wrong, we're under attack!"

"Help me!"

"Ah!!"

Screams and shouts came from all directions of the Immortal Pavilion. Liu Buqun's eyes were cold, and he moved with clear direction through the back mountain.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a shadow flashed ahead; it was a Sea God Sect deacon, at the early Core Formation stage.

Liu Buqun immediately burrowed underground, applied a Breath Concealing Talisman, and waited for the opponent to pass. The Sea God Sect deacon, not noticing Liu Buqun, paused briefly before flashing past.

With the danger gone, Liu Buqun planned to escape using Earth Escape.

Suddenly, his Divine Sense swept over a young maid, carrying a basket of watermelons, standing bewildered on the mountain path.

This maid was Wang Qin.

Liu Buqun's always cold eyes suddenly changed.

"Whoosh!!"

A wind blade of Spiritual Qi flew towards Wang Qin's forehead.

The attacker was undoubtedly the Sea God Sect deacon!

Wang Qin's face turned pale; she couldn't dodge, couldn't move a step, and could only watch as the wind blade slashed towards her forehead.

"Thud!!"

Blood splattered, flesh flew.

A middle-aged figure clad in silver armor appeared in front of Wang Qin, his legs trembling, and drops of blood fell from his severed hand.

Wang Qin was stunned, looking at the middle-aged man before her, her voice trembling, "Uncle Liu?"

Liu Buqun, Wang Ding, Wang Qin.

The three of them had come to the East Sea with Tianji Shangren, and in the entire Immortal Pavilion, Uncle Liu was Wang Qin's only acquaintance.

Liu Buqun gave a bitter smile.

He didn't know why, always calm and decisive, he chose to come out and die at this moment.

He was just a False Core cultivator, with no great talent, no high-level magical treasures, unable to fight across levels like the Chosen.

He was just a small figure.

Facing an early Core Formation stage, he saw no other outcome but death.

Last time, when the Whale Hunting Gang came and took Wang Qin to the back mountain, he quietly followed behind. This time, he jumped out directly, truly foolish.

"Oh? No wonder I felt someone hiding underground earlier; it was you."

The Sea God Sect deacon glanced with interest.

Then, without saying more, he directly summoned two giant axes, which spun and whistled as they flew towards Liu Buqun.

Liu Buqun took out a third-tier Swift Talisman, placed it on Wang Qin's back, and activated the incantation.

"Run!"

With the incantation activated, Wang Qin's figure turned into a stream of light, flying towards the distant sky.

And Liu Buqun, this middle-aged man who had been cautious all his life, his eyes were decisive as he charged towards the spinning giant axes, drawing the standard long knife of a guard.

"Uncle Liu!"

From afar, Wang Qin's heart-wrenching scream echoed.

Three years.

Liu Buqun didn't know why these short three years led him to make such a decision.

Was it pity?

When Wang Qin first arrived, she was just a young child. Three years later, she had grown into a graceful young woman.

He had watched her grow up.

It reminded him of his daughter, who, if alive, would be as old as Wang Qin.

"Thud!"

Half of Liu Buqun's body was slashed open, but he didn't retreat; instead, he advanced, tightly hugging the cultivator, his entire True Essence turning into ropes, binding the latter firmly to the ground.

"Bastard, get off me!" the Sea God Sect cultivator roared.

Another axe fell, and Liu Buqun's vision began to blur.

In a daze, he saw the innocent people who had died by his hand in the past. To survive, he had once casually grabbed a group of cultivators and threw them towards a more dangerous existence.

"I should have died many years ago."

"To live until now, haha, I've gained."

A smile appeared on Liu Buqun's lips as his consciousness completely faded.

Xu Hei arrived at the Immortal Pavilion just in time to see Wang Qin turning into a stream of light, flying towards him. Then, a Sea God Sect deacon charged up, his two axes still stained with fresh blood.

At his waist hung a freshly severed head.

Liu Buqun's head.

"I'll make you understand that the maid you died to save will only die more miserably. I'll ravage her a thousand times over in front of you!"

The Sea God Sect deacon cursed viciously at Liu Buqun's head.

His anger stemmed from a mere False Core cultivator saving someone in front of him, saving an ant, and almost succeeding, making him feel humiliated.

Joining the Sea God Sect had already twisted his personality.

Naturally, he thought of this method of revenge.

However, he had no chance for revenge because he saw a Flood Dragon appear before him.

"Thud!"

With a muffled sound, the Sea God Sect deacon was turned into a blood mist without even a grunt.

Xu Hei looked at the scene before him and understood what had happened.

"Find a place to hide and live well."

Xu Hei took out an Invisibility Talisman, the same kind Hei Huang used back then, handed it to Wang Qin, and rushed into the Immortal Pavilion.

Wang Qin clutched the Invisibility Talisman tightly. Although she didn't cry out loud, tears flowed like a spring.

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Inside the Immortal Pavilion.

Xu Qingzhi had been fighting fiercely, with his opponents either fleeing or dying, and the remaining ones posed no threat.

As for the Nine-Headed Snake, it could initially hold its ground against the Devouring Demon Lord for a few rounds. But with Xu Qingzhi's addition, the battle situation immediately reversed, and the scales of victory tilted towards them.

Xu Qingzhi's cultivation wasn't high, only at the peak of the mid-Elemental Infant stage, but with his undying intent, he could trade life for life and gain some advantage.

Two against one, the high-level battle was already decided.

As for other places, the Sea God Sect was almost sweeping through.

Taking Star Island and slaying the Nine-Headed Snake was just a matter of time.

"Nine-Headed Snake, you've lived long enough. Why not surrender and fulfill us? I promise to spare your descendants," the Devouring Demon Lord sneered.

At this moment, the battlefield they were on was pitch black, with all senses obscured.

However, the Nine-Headed Snake, having guarded the Netherworld Mine for years, found sensory deprivation a minor issue.

But having to constantly guard against Xu Qingzhi's sneak attacks while being sensory-deprived was troublesome.