Chapter 47: Day 2: Southern Land

Chapter 47: Day 2: Southern Land In the Southern Land, massive tidal waves relentlessly crashed against the many islands, flooding them rapidly. People fled in terror, their screams and cries echoing across the islands. Lives were lost in an instant. Amidst the chaos, not a single powerful cultivator or influential figure appeared to aid them.

Fang Qin watched the destruction unfold, feeling the pressure and fear. Yet, just as his heart raced with panic, his body froze when he sensed the immense power emanating from his ancestor's dwelling. "Fang Hai... no, Ming Hai, you can no longer stop me! Ha ha ha!" His laughter carried both joy and satisfaction.

Suddenly, a massive whirlpool surged towards the capital of the Vortex Palace dynasty. Its destructive force caused immense damage, but at the same moment, the power of the ancestors of the Deep Sea Palace dynasty emerged, shielding them just before unavoidable catastrophe struck.

An ancestor, observing the events with sharp eyes, spoke with a voice filled with rage, "Fang Hai, do you intend to betray us?"

At that moment, the sea began to swirl, transforming into the figure of a young, muscular man. His voice was cold and indifferent. "Surrender or die."

The old ancestor of the Deep Sea Palace scoffed mockingly, "You impudent child! Do you think you have the right to issue commands here? Die!"

With those words, the old man charged forward to fight, but before he could even move, Ming Hai's power pierced through him. A torrent of water shot through his body, leaving it full of holes. The old man gaped in shock. "Could you be... immortal?"

Ming Hai chuckled softly before replying in a deep, steady voice, "I am Ming Hai... and you are but an insect. How dare you look up at me?"

Before the old man could react, his head was shattered by a bullet of water, echoing with a loud BOOM.

Fang Qin, witnessing the rapidly deteriorating situation, felt his heart race. He immediately tried to flee, but was forced to stop when water bullets attacked him from all directions. His body was thrown into the air as the bullets ravaged his organs, leaving him completely drained of strength and crashing to the ground, utterly defeated.

Amidst the emptiness and ruins left from the battle, a man emerged from the shadows. His face was tense, full of worry. As he stepped into the view of everyone, he spoke in a weak voice, "The Deep Sea Palace dynasty surrenders to the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect and offers all our resources."

Ming Hai smirked contemptuously, his gaze full of hatred. "It's too late!" he declared before unleashing his power to create a massive water dragon that surged toward the opposing side, wiping out everything in its path.

Suddenly, another man shouted in a trembling voice, "I am your father, Fang Hai!"

But Ming Hai only sneered, replying coldly, "Father...? What kind of father allows his own brother to send assassins after his son? And as if that wasn't enough, you stood by while that bastard Fang Qin ordered my mother's execution without mercy!"

His voice trembled slightly with rage, but remained firm. "The word 'father' from you holds no value. It won't stop me from killing all of you."

With those final words, Ming Hai summoned the dragon of water and sent it crashing mercilessly into the man who was once respected. The pain and hatred that had built up for so long exploded in a destructive force. Everyone in its path faced certain death.

Fang Qin, whose body had been paralyzed, spoke in a hoarse voice, "Spare me... or my mother will come for you. She's from the true realm of Tianyuan, and she..."

Before he could finish, Ming Hai's razor-sharp water fingers sliced through Fang Qin's vocal cords, cutting off his voice completely. His screams vanished into the wind.

Ming Hai wasted no time witnessing Fang Qin's pain. He coldly grabbed Fang Qin's hair, dragging his powerless body across the bloodstained ground littered with rubble.

His gaze was sharp and as cold as steel. He strode forward with unwavering determination, mercilessly killing anyone who stood in his way. The world seemed to stop, leaving only the sound of waves crashing against the shore in the darkness of destruction. The lives and hopes of the Deep Sea Palace dynasty ended right there. No one could resist the overwhelming power and ruthlessness of Ming Hai.

He stood amidst the trembling sea, watching as the last breaths of the Vortex Palace dynasty fell silent. The anger and hatred in his eyes had yet to subside. He knew his journey was far from over. There were still things left to do, things to settle. The vengeance was over, but now... it was the beginning of something new for him.

On the other side of the Dragon Sea, waves of violence and destruction erupted. The 13-headed dragon flew across every region, sparing no place, no matter how small. Everything in its path suffered devastating damage. Fear gripped the skies and lands as they crumbled under the winds and waves caused by its flight.

At the Dragon Clan, the air was thick with anxiety. An elder dragon, voice filled with dread, asked, "Can we make contact with the dragon clan outside?"

Another elder dragon standing beside him responded with concern, "No, it's as if something is blocking us..."

The first elder dragon sighed deeply and spoke with a heavy tone, "It's over..."

"No!" another elder shouted. "We can still ask for Long Yue's help. Isn't she Long Teng's mother?"

The other elders were silent for a moment before one of them, with a raspy voice, finally spoke, "Long Yue... she was killed by the new leader of the Dragon Clan just a few days ago..."

As Long Teng flew toward the gates, he overheard their conversation. His rage exploded, and he unleashed a powerful murderous aura that made every dragon fall to the ground. His voice, filled with hatred, thundered, "Is what you said true?"

The elder dragons, terrified, dared not answer. But Long Teng didn't wait. He rushed toward one of the elders and used his power to quickly search their memories. He laughed, a sound mixed with deep pain.

"I... I'm sorry... Mother, I'm sorry I never cared for you... I..."

At that moment, Long Teng's body transformed into his dragon form, and his dragon heads began to grow gray hairs continuously. His body transformed into a 13-headed dragon, and the heads continued graying. The elder dragons who saw this were terrified, crying as they gazed upon the 100-headed dragon before them. Long Teng had evolved his special body into the Immortal 100-Headed Dragon Emperor. An immense power surged forth, and his roar echoed throughout the land. All living creatures nearby were crushed under the overwhelming pressure that radiated from Long Teng, leaving only ruins behind.

Long Teng obliterated the entire Dragon Clan, and in an instant, he spotted Long Ping and his woman attempting to escape through a dimensional portal. Without hesitation, he used his dimensional powers to strike at both of them mercilessly. The two screamed in agony.

Long Ping looked at the 100-headed dragon standing before him, feeling terror deep in his heart. But just then, the leader and elders of the Dragon Clan emerged, carrying Long Yue's corpse.

Long Teng didn't bother listening to their words or reactions. He simply unleashed the breath of his 100-headed dragon, striking everyone indiscriminately. His attack, filled with power and rage, destroyed everything in its path without mercy.

Seeing this, Ming Hai spoke up, "This is the form of the Immortal Emperor, isn't it?"

Ming Hai immediately sat down to meditate while watching Long Teng, attempting to study him. He sensed that his own body was undergoing development, though not yet fully complete. He began analyzing the situation carefully. Suddenly, he saw the Guardian Elder appear out of nowhere.

Ming Hai intended to kneel in respect, but the Guardian Elder waved his hand to stop him and spoke telepathically, addressing him formally.

"Stay focused and gather as much spiritual energy as you can."

Not long after, Ming Hai began releasing a powerful aura, drawing in spiritual energy from his surroundings with great intensity. The Guardian Elder, seeing this, presented Ming Hai with an immortal spiritual vein they had recently obtained, allowing him to use it. Ming Hai's body began to undergo its transformation into the Immortal Emperor's body soon after.

Amidst the destruction, Long Teng, having dealt with everyone, stood among the ruins, his emotions mixed with deep regret. His heart shattered from the loss of his beloved mother, and he blamed himself. When she was alive, he had never truly cared for her or spoken much with her. Now, he knew he would never have the chance to apologize or speak with her again.

The Guardian Elder approached and asked in a cold voice, "What cultivation level did your mother reach?"

Long Teng, startled, quickly replied, "Semi-Emperor, sir."

"Hmm, that's fine," the Guardian Elder said before carefully encasing Long Yue's body in ice.

"Have the Sect Lord revive her once all the tasks are complete."

Long Teng, looking at his mother's frozen body, felt genuine gratitude. He bowed his head respectfully and thanked the Guardian Elder without shame.

The Guardian Elder smiled and said, "There's no need to thank me. Just ensure you don't disappoint the Sect Lord. Now, go and continue your work." S~eaʀᴄh the NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Long Teng nodded, then turned to see Ming Hai, who was in the process of developing his power. He smiled and flew off, commanding disciples and elders to destroy anyone who resisted or defied them with absolute force.