Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming

Moreover, compared to the five local Purple Mansion Cultivators from Yunzhou, the five Purple Mansion Cultivators from Green Lotus Temple were undoubtedly much better prepared.

They had a clear division of labor; some specialized in using Wind Walking Techniques to disperse the dark clouds summoned by the Dark Flood Dragon, denying it the chance to call forth wind and rain.

Some were specifically tasked with starting fires, burning up the Dark Flood Dragon's protective dark clouds with fierce flames and boiling the waters of the river.

Another two were solely responsible for defense, tasked with intercepting and defending against the Dark Flood Dragon's attacks.

The person who truly carried out the act of killing was a black-robed Daoist.

He was also a Sword Cultivator!

However, the flying sword he commanded was not one, but two—one black and one white.

The sight of the black and white flying swords, driven by the black-robed Daoist's sword technique, resembled two black and white dragons entwining around the Dark Flood Dragon, endlessly binding and slicing.

The body of the Dark Flood Dragon, which had once left Lu Jianqiu, a Purple Mansion Cultivator from the Lu Family of Mingjian Mountain, without any recourse, was now spilling out thread after thread of crimson Flood Dragon Spirit Blood as its dragon scales were shattered by the relentless attack of the black and white flying swords.

This clear division of labor in the battle was quite a sight to behold; it looked not so much like a deadly conflict, but like an enthralling battle performance.

Compared to the dragon-slaying battle initiated by the five Purple Mansion Phase Cultivators of Yunzhou a few months ago, this was like comparing trash to treasure!

At the very least, the few Purple Mansion Cultivators from Yunzhou who had arrived at Flying Horse Mountain felt ashamed as they witnessed this scene, feeling inferior.

This was probably the difference between a regular army and a motley crew!

And from a distance, even a Qi Refinement Realm Cultivator like Zhou Chun could tell that the battlefield was completely dominated by the Green Lotus Temple Cultivators.

The Dark Flood Dragon was like a little bird trapped in a spider's web, struggling frantically but unable to break free.

The most likely outcome was that after expending all its energy, it would die in silence.

As a result, he couldn't help but murmur, "It has no power to resist at all. Looking at this, if there are no surprises, the Dark Flood Dragon probably won't be able to hold on for much longer before it perishes, right?"

Hearing his words, Zhou Daoyi couldn't help but shake his head, his tone slightly instructional as he said, "What else did you think? The Purple Mansion Cultivators from a major sect like Green Lotus Temple, how can their strength be comparable to that of ordinary Purple Mansion Cultivators?"

"They have been preparing diligently for nearly a year for this matter. If they cannot win splendidly, wouldn't that be a disgrace to their own faces?"

Zhou Chun caught his meaning and hurriedly defended himself, "Junior didn't mean that; it's just that the previous Green Flood Dragon's record was so astonishing that Junior thought today's battle would surely be fraught with danger!"

"I've also heard of that battle. If it weren't for the timely arrival of the Dark Flood Dragon, the Green Flood Dragon, which had already resorted to using its inner core, wouldn't have lasted long before it would have been defeated and perished. One should not blindly exaggerate the strength of the Flood Dragons based on that!"

Having said that, Zhou Daoyi also sighed softly, "Actually, the strength of the Flood Dragons is already very formidable. Under normal circumstances, there are hardly any Human Clan Cultivators who can defeat a Flood Dragon of the same rank in single combat. Generally, it requires the assistance of several Cultivators of the same rank working together!"

He undoubtedly had a great say in this.

Because in the previous battle between the five major Cultivation families and the Qiyun Alliance, he had used a secret technique to stimulate the Flood Dragon Bloodline within his Spirit Pet, the Sky Azure Cloud Python, allowing it to Transform into a Flood Dragon temporarily.

That battle also allowed him to easily slay three Foundation Establishment Cultivators, earning himself a great reputation.

After these exchanges, the two stopped conversing and continued to watch the battle with renewed focus.

As time passed, more and more wounds appeared on the Dark Flood Dragon, its injuries became increasingly severe, and its mental state grew more and more agitated and angry.

Roar—

Suddenly, the Dark Flood Dragon let out a high-pitched roar, and thick water columns burst from the surface of the river, shooting straight towards the sky and the Purple Mansion Cultivators above.

Then, the dragon's head turned, and it instantly dove back into the depths of the river.

"Watch closely, the most thrilling part is coming up. This is also the most difficult aspect of slaying dragons in rivers and lakes!"

Next to Zhou Chun, Zhou Daoyi's expression turned serious upon seeing the Dark Flood Dragon dive into the water, and he reminded him in a low voice.

Then, without waiting for Zhou Chun to ask any questions, the five Green Lotus Temple Cultivators took new action.

Instead of rashly diving into the water to pursue the Dark Flood Dragon, they signaled to the twelve Foundation Establishment Cultivators watching from the periphery.

In an instant, the twelve Foundation Establishment cultivators, as if they had rehearsed beforehand, swiftly soared to both banks of the river, and each took out a metal rod engraved with complex spirit patterns from their Storage Pouches and drove them into the ground.

Then, they each took out a small blue banner in their hands and infused it with mana.

Quickly, as the blue banners in the hands of the twelve Foundation Establishment cultivators transformed into large banners, they firmly gripped the banners with both hands and collectively activated the Formation they had just set up.

Two blue Spiritual Power flood dragons could be seen condensing in the air and then swiftly diving into the surging river waters.

Next, an astonishing scene unfolded!

The originally downstream-flowing surging river, under the guidance of a miraculous force, suddenly diverted to both sides, breaking through the mountains on each bank, and began to change its course directly!

As the river changed its course, a stretch of riverbed over ten miles long swiftly saw a dramatic drop in water level, revealing the river's muddy bottom.

This nearly mountain-moving and sea-filling transformation immediately stunned Zhou Chun and many other cultivators on Flying Horse Mountain who witnessed this scene.

Before this moment, except for a few, most could not have imagined that they would see such earth-shattering feats today.

And the ones who displayed these Divine Skills were not those ancient monsters of the Golden Core Stage with a lifespan of a thousand years, but a dozen or so cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage!

While Zhou Chun was dumbfounded by this scene, Zhou Daoyi beside him spoke.

"This formation is known as the Two Dragons Water Diversion Formation. It's an indispensable formation for slaying dragons in rivers and lakes; only by using this formation to divert the water and eliminate the Flood Dragon's terrain advantage can one successfully slay a dragon with a minimal cost!"

"Don't be fooled by the simplicity of this formation; in reality, neither the Formation Arrangement Tools nor the twelve Foundation Establishment cultivators required to set it up are easily gathered by any ordinary force!"

Was this formation really that simple?

Zhou Chun, looking at the surging river that had changed its course, was somewhat at a loss for words in response to Zhou Daoyi's statement.

You must know that the Cangyun River before him was by no means smaller than the Yangtze River from his previous life, perhaps even with greater water flow!

To divert such a large river with such ease, how powerful is that!

Without waiting for Zhou Chun to recover from his shock and comment, the five Purple Mansion Cultivators from Green Lotus Temple made their move again.

One of the Daoists, who seemed to summon the wind, shook a green banner in his hand, and a thick tornado that pierced heaven and earth appeared on the exposed mud of the river bottom, directly lifting and transporting countless amounts of river mud elsewhere.

Then, another Daoist who was responsible for defense pinched a spell between his fingers, and a yellow light fell upon the mountainside by the riverbank, shaking the entire mountain with a "rumble."

In such a dramatic quake, the Flood Dragon Nest entrance, which had been obscured by the Dark Flood Dragon, could no longer be concealed and was revealed.

A pitch-black cave large enough for seven or eight people to walk side by side, whose depth was unknown and inside of which the gushing river water could still be seen, was exposed.

Gazing at the dark cave, the Daoist who had shaken the mountain immediately shouted, "Evil beast, if you don't come out now, don't blame me for destroying the mountain and burying you alive inside!"

This was not an empty threat; he truly possessed the ability to collapse mountains and shatter cliffs.

Of course, even if he could destroy the mountain, it was highly unlikely he could kill the Flood Dragon inside.

Otherwise, he wouldn't need to talk so much.

But the Dark Flood Dragon certainly didn't understand this.

Seeing the river water being diverted and its nest exposed, faced with the threat of destruction, how could it remain hidden inside the nest?

Moving shadows swift as flickers emerged from the cave, and the Dark Flood Dragon that had escaped into the river depths earlier reappeared.

And in less than half an hour of time, those fierce wounds on its body had mostly healed.

Such regenerative capability was truly horrifying.

Observing the Dark Flood Dragon re-emerging from the cave, the black-clothed Daoist who controlled the Flying Swords immediately exclaimed in anger, "Evil beast, your havoc has caused the death of no less than ten thousand people along the banks, with countless others displaced. Today is the day of your punishment!"

Before his words finished, he again dispatched the black and white swords towards the Dark Flood Dragon.