Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City Chapter 491 501 Speak Nicely

The Southern Sea, nad for its geographical location before the Tang Dynasty, has been referred to as such to this day, even though it's officially known as the Donghai, people still call it the Southern Sea Guanyin.

Less than ten sea miles out in the Southern Sea, deep below the waves, a black dragon lay coiled, its enormous eyes emitting endless fierce light.

Its dragon scales shimred, giving off a terrifying aura, and its whiskers flowed and fluttered; with each movent, the surrounding ocean roiled with waves, incredibly fearso.

Atop the dragon's massive form, a wondrous spectrum of divine light, no larger than a man, yet pinned the ten-zhang-long dragon so that it couldn't move an inch.

Occasionally, when schools of fish swam past, the dragon's mouth would suddenly gape, and a powerful suction would instantly draw the entire school into its maw.

This dragon was the evil dragon ntioned by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the mystical divine light upon its body was the essence of Heavenly Dao she left behind when she attained Buddhahood.

Underneath the dragon lay a "bed" constructed of gold bricks several zhang in length, and the dragon's body was coiled upon it, adorned with enormous Luminous Pearls among other things.

Dragons delight in gold and treasure; they love to collect these mundane treasures, and all of these had been plundered by it during its worldly rampage a millennium ago.

"Roar, Roar!"

The evil dragon twisted its body, and a terrifying force erupted wildly deep beneath the sea, causing the surrounding waters to compress as if under pressure and then violently burst forth with formidable waves.

The dragon's eyes, like starlight, flickered with a terrible ferocity, "Detestable, detestable, to imprison here, this broken Formation won't hold for much longer. Once I erge into the world, I'll obliterate everything!"

A thousand years, for a full thousand years, the dragon had been consud by boundless rage. If it wasn't for the Formation imprisoning it, it would've ascended to beco an immortal of the Demon Realm long ago, achieving Enlightennt and Ancestry.

Moreover, its greatest oddity was that it was completely immune to Divine Skills, and its strength and defense were incredibly formidable. To put it in simpler terms, it was immune to magic and its physical body was nearly invincible.

Such unique and terrifying innate abilities destined it to quickly beco a terrifying force in the Demon Realm upon ascension, dominating across the realms of immortals, Buddhas, and demons.

However, such a promising subject that should, according to the mundane world, be enrolled in so kind of school for training, had been unexpectedly ensnared by Cheng Yaojin, and imprisoned for a full thousand years.

Wouldn't you be in a frenzy if you were in its place? Probably leaping forward without a second thought, and if not biting soone to death, then coming close to it.

And just at that mont, suddenly a gaunt figure appeared before the evil dragon, a young man with a nonchalant smile on his face. It was none other than Ye Ling.

Ye Ling walked up to the evil dragon, gazing at the fearso creature with a slight smile, and couldn't help but smack his lips—this fellow really was quite extraordinary.

Seeing this, Ye Ling even felt a certain fondness for the material, considering the idea of taking the creature as his own mount; a thought that once it started, ran wild, though he knew how absurd it was.

The giant dragon clearly bore the lineage of True Dragon blood, not so mixed-blood product like the Orochi or an evil incarnation of the Long Emperor.

This was a genuine behemoth of a dragon, a venerable bloodline of the Demon Realm, comparable even to Little Bai, both supre Divine Beasts revered by countless mbers of the Demon Race.

When the dragon saw a human entering its territory and then realized it was only soone in the late stages of Tribulation Transcending, it was filled with imnse rage.

With a roar, the dragon summoned a trendous sucking force that enveloped Ye Ling, pulling him furiously towards its belly while the sea water torrented into its stomach as well.

Ye Ling chuckled dismissively, uttering, "A re trifle," and with a casual flick of his hand, a dazzling golden light enveloped him, the dragon's fearso suction failing to even ripple the hem of his clothes.

The dragon, seeing this, couldn't help but be stunned. This guy really had so tricks up his sleeve, pity though, if it weren't for this hateful formation suppressing him, he would have covered a hundred li with a single movent and devoured this puny bastard before him with one bite.

"Human! What are you here for!"

The dragon's voice bood like thunder, and as it spoke, the surrounding seawater even started to explosively burst.

Ye Ling looked at the majestic dragon and couldn't help but smile. This guy was really sothing. If it was as Guanyin had said, then Ye Ling was probably the only one who could deal with this calamity. As for Xuan Nu, being just an avatar, she really couldn't handle it.

"So, uh, let tell you, no, I an, notify you, or maybe give you a heads up, I'm here this ti to eradicate a nace for the people, to defend justice in this world to the very end."

"You, this evil dragon spreading malice and committing atrocities, there is freedom and justice in the world of n. The vast Qiankun is not a place where you can do as you please!"

Ye Ling coughed, then spoke very seriously, as if he was giving a report at a eting—he even seed quite formal.

The dragon glanced at Ye Ling, its eyes flashing with fierce light: "Speak properly, or else get lost!"

"Oh, okay, well, I'm here to subdue you. Also, just checking if there's a chance I could make you my mount or sothing to that effect."

Ye Ling chuckled. This calamity was pretty damn refreshing. Seems to be a straightforward creature, doesn't like to dilly-dally, likes things neat and direct.

Upon hearing this, the dragon burst into roaring laughter, tears even appearing in its dragon eyes: "Haha! Human, it's been a thousand years, this is the first ti I've laughed, really."

"Make your mount? You sure do dare to dream. Let's not talk about you. Even if a Daluo Golden Immortal from the Immortal Realm ca in person, they wouldn't be worthy to be my master. What do you think you are?"

"Thinking of subduing ? Just try! You're but a small fry, not enough to get stuck between my teeth. It's been a thousand years since I've eaten human flesh; I could use you to whet my appetite or sothing."

The dragon kept sneering and mocking. Ye Ling imdiately beca furious, placed his hands on his hips, and cursed, "What the hell do you think you are, looking down on people now?"

"You're not even in any position to be picky, just a broken dragon, suppressed here by others. You should be grateful for whatever you can get."

"Let ask you, if you had to choose between life and freedom, which one would you pick?"

Ye Ling pressed on with his questions. The dragon was startled; it had never answered such a question before. Why did it feel like there was sothing off about this line of questioning?

"It's not a matter of freedom or life, it's about dignity. I am a divine beast, a True Dragon, high above all. What qualifications does a human like you have to make your mount?"

"Forget about you. Even if you called for the Three Emperors and Five Sovereigns of your Human Race, none of them would dare to make such an outrageous claim to have for their mount, haha!"

Seeing the dragon like this, Ye Ling let out a cold laugh, "Tsk tsk, you really are arrogant."

"The Three Emperors and Five Sovereigns would seek you as their mount? Let tell you, if I weren't a bit down on my luck right now, I wouldn't even consider taking you."

"Ever heard of the Long Emperor of the Immortal Realm? With just a display of my divine might, it got so scared that it fled with its descendants and hasn't dared to turn back for a thousand years."

"You? Just a re dragon, yet you dare to speak such big words. It seems I really need to teach you a lesson today."

As he spoke, Ye Ling flipped over a single hand and drew out a dusky black brick, weighing it in his hand.