Chapter 418: Chapter 418

418: Chapter 405: The Youth and the Dragon 418: Chapter 405: The Youth and the Dragon The cold and massive breath moved from afar to near, and the chilling wind that brushed against the face felt like a bone-scraping blade slicing painfully.

The Female Demon Lord also felt the menacing serpent approaching.

She shook Baili An’s waist and said, “Now we’re both blind, what are we to do?”

“Shut up,” Baili An pursed his lips, spread his palm open, and a Blood Feather emerged from the center of his hand.

The Female Demon Lord was very disappointed, “Time and again, is this the only move you know?

Although the power of the Blood River is useful, the serpent is not a demon, and your Blood Feather River is utterly ineffective against it.

Moreover, with your Realm Cultivation, wasn’t subduing a single Pici already your limit?”

Baili An ignored her ridicule, his palm suddenly clenched, and the Blood Feather that had emerged instantly shattered into pieces.

He grunted as if gravely injured, his body shook violently, and he even lost his steadiness, kneeling on one knee on the ground.

A striking crimson gash split open his brow, the cut so deep it nearly connected with the Divine Storage Mansion.

The cheek of the Female Demon Lord grew cold, feeling the blood dripping onto her cheek.

In that precarious moment wrought with deathly stares, she could not help but open her eyes and was deeply shocked to see the wound on Baili An’s brow, thinking he had truly gone mad!

“You’ve actually destroyed the Contract Feather of the Pici Bird, you killed it!”

The Blood Feather River is ranked last among the six rivers because there are various factors that are unfavorable for the River Lord.

And the most important of these is that if one were to subdue a demon whose power far exceeds their own through special methods, and if that demon were to be injured or killed, the River Lord’s body would sustain great backlash and grave injury.

The lives of demons in the Blood Feather River are tied to the very life of the River Lord.

This madman, he actually destroyed his own Demon Feather!

The Female Demon Lord, with a cunning mind, immediately understood Baili An’s true intention, but she could not comprehend how he could go so far for a human girl he had known for only a few months.

The shock and complexity in the Female Demon Lord’s eyes were genuine, albeit fleeting, and soon, the turmoil within her eyes calmed down, leaving only a trace of her indiscernible icy and sinister nature.

Her wet hair pressing against her cheeks was quickly dried by the fierce wind, and her ink-black hair fluttered in the air for a moment.

The Female Demon Lord felt her body sway as the wind became even fiercer.

The young man who had destroyed the Demon Feather of the Pici began running toward the direction of the large serpent in the sea.

Countless suspended raindrops collided with his shoulders, his face, his clothes, instantly bursting into a mist of water and dust.

The vast, boundless sea surface had unknowingly been dyed a vast expanse of blood red, as the crimson hues, like a Blood River pouring in reverse, eroded the dark sea water.

At the end of that bloody expanse, a silver short sword leaned askew.

The sea surface boiled once again, as if something deep below was about to awaken.

The indifferent eyes of the serpent, herald of disaster and death, blazed with a cold fire, staring emotionlessly at the youth who was dashing towards the shore.

Blood red and boiling seawater steamed into mist, with the fierce crimson clouds shrouding the large serpent in the sea, revealing only its large and mysterious silhouette.

Mists of fog rose and spread across the sea, denser than the dark clouds above in the sky, with a formidable and unparalleled aura emerging from within, an aura that belonged to demons, which surged up violently from the sea.

This was a swarming demon of the Sea Clan hidden in the deep sea, the Sea Wolves.

Sea Wolves are not large in size, and their strength is average, but their truly terrifying nature comes from their moniker as the ‘Sea Wolves.’

Adventurers in the sea would rather encounter a Great Demon Sea Dragon than see such a tiny Sea Wolf.

This demon fish never travels alone; if one is seen swimming in the sea, then it surely means that there are thousands more of its kind following unseen.

The demons of the North Sea are the Sea Wolves, with wings growing on their bellies, transforming wind into cages.

Their tails are blue and white, they can solidify water into a prison, trapping Sea Dragons for a century without escape.

Sea Wolves can be controlled by the power of the blood-charged river.

And this was why Baili An had to destroy the Seal Feather of the Pici.

Only by releasing the Pici Bird that occupied the entire Divine Mansion could he gain control over a new class of demons.

Amid a sea of white mist, thousands of blue and white Sea Wolves moved with the wind, as the gales swept the sea.

Thousands of column-like waterspouts rose from the carrying of the Sea Wolves, transforming into a Futu Water Prison above the sea, and ensnaring the large serpent within.

Blood flowed from the gaping crimson split in Baili An’s brow, increasingly coursing out.

The power of the Blood River was indeed miraculous, but he had first used residual Sword Qi from the All Heavens Sword combined with the force of the Blood Feather to forcibly subdue the Great Demon Pici, which had already caused instability in his Divine Mansion’s spirit platform.

Having not yet completely assimilated the Pici’s demonic power, he then destroyed the Seal Feather and suffered backlash.

Without a moment’s breath, the excruciating pain of his Divine Mansion spurred the power of the Blood River, controlling a thousand Sea Wolves in an instant, while the spirit platform that had been suppressing the demonic energy began to grow restless and agitated, giving rise to extremely strong ominous signs.

The Futu Water Prison, embraced by the heavens and the sea, loomed a cage upon the serpentine body of the large serpent.

Although the serpent had undergone demonization, it was, in fact, a genuine True Dragon, not part of the inferior dragon lineage.

Undoubtedly, it was the overlord of the sea in this world.

The Sea Wolves, deviating from their usual savage turmoil, astoundingly crafted the wind and water into a prison, sealing away the dragon’s vital energies.

This turned the indifferent gaze of the serpent into one of sheer brutality.

It arched its noble and grand Dragon Spine, and the towering waterspouts coiling around its body almost imperceptibly splintered into thousands of delicate ripples.

The Sea Wolves, driven madly and violently by the Blood Feather River, losing control over themselves as if in excruciating pain, let out a chorus of sharp, bone-piercing shrieks.

The serpent was no mere Sea Dragon; the Futu Water Prison created by thousands of Sea Wolves that could contain a Sea Dragon for a century couldn’t restrain it for even a day.

But no day was needed, for Baili An was striving for mere moments.

The greatly rushing Baili An vomited blood, wiping none of it away, as he tensely clung to his consciousness, exerting his might so that these Sea Wolves could avoid losing control.

His black boots and white soles stepped onto the boiling sea surface, casting up rings of scorching fire, with fragments of feathers overflowing from Baili An’s fingertips, the giant carcass of the Pici Bird plummeting down like a canopy from the heavens.

The heavy Astral Wind let his covering sash fall away from his face, but Baili An did not open his eyes.

He pressed his right palm to his chest, a faint ghostly green glow slowly igniting, the Xu Seal fluttering from his fingertips and descending into the body of the Pici Bird like snowflakes into the sea, disappearing from sight.

Earlier, the Pici Bird had been struck by Xing Wu’s blade, which had hit a vital spot, and was already at its last gasp; even if he hadn’t personally destroyed the Seal Feather, the Pici would have died in agonizing pain as the demon blade disintegrated.

He reclaimed the Seal Feather, but that did not mean he was abandoning his Demon Minister.

A demon becoming a fallen one, no longer among the demon masses, thus only through the use of Deceit Skill could he find a way to leave it behind in the mortal realm.

“Defy—!” The Pici Bird’s six eyes opened simultaneously, its pale blue irises like Ghost Fire piercing the rainy night, the massive wound caused by the demon blade sealing rapidly under the influence of the Xu Seal.

It spread its wings wide, catching Baili An as he leapt into the air, carrying him beneath the belly of the large serpent before the prison could shatter.

The dragons are great beings that stand above all creatures, exerting immense suppression over All Demons.

With a dragon in the sea, all the myriad creatures in the ocean sink in submission, daring not to overstep.

Yet, that youth from the shore island continued to run steadfastly, then stood face-to-face with the great serpent, even his accompanying demon bird Pici showing no fear.

One man and one demon, seemingly as insignificant as a speck of dust beneath the dragon’s gaze, could easily be swept away by the rise of the waves into the sea, no longer to resurface.

The youth met the dragon in the sky.