"Activate the formation!"
Seeing that the situation was dire, Zuoqiu Yanliang shouted out a command.
At his order…
Li Muzhi and Song Qian both quickly formed hand seals, directing their Fierce Beasts, and moved to stand side by side behind Zuoqiu Yanliang.
Next, the hands forming the seals pointed toward Zuoqiu Yanliang, and two beams of light shot into his body.
At that moment, the aura of all three of them reached a state of fusion.
And the Sleeping Dragon Swords that Li Muzhi and Song Qian had been channeling all came under Zuoqiu Yanliang's control, converging before him.
At the same time, the auxiliary formation that the Duanmu brothers and the numerous True Disciples had set up also directed its power onto Zuoqiu Yanliang.
Right now, Zuoqiu Yanliang not only had light surging all around him, but his aura towered over heaven and earth, as if he were a god standing above the void.
It was as if no living creature could possibly stand against him.
Not only was he imposing beyond measure, but he was absolutely untouchable.
ROAR But suddenly, a furious roar shattered his aura of absolute dominance.
That terrifying roar once again came from within the storm.
Only this time, along with the roar, an enormous creature burst through the storm, exposing itself to everyone's view.
It was a demon flood dragon, but this one looked exceedingly strange.
First of all, it had two heads, and those heads more closely resembled tiger heads.
However, compared to a tiger, it was far more savage. Those crimson eyes, paired with blood-red teeth, were truly horrifying.
As for its body, it was enormous. Even though only a portion of it had been revealed — its full form had not yet been shown — the part that had burst out from the storm already spanned ten thousand meters in length.
Every Fierce Beast present was a colossal creature, yet in the presence of this monster, they all seemed small by comparison.
And as for the martial cultivators present, if measured against it, they were as insignificant as specks of dust.
"That monster… could it be the legendary Two-Headed Tiger Flood Dragon?"
"No wonder we'd only ever heard of it before, but never actually seen it with our own eyes."
"So… it's the legendary Prison King."
Upon seeing this bizarre monster, the disciples identified what it was.
Though this was their first time seeing the real thing, they had previously heard that within the Fierce Beast Prison Realm, there existed a monster with the head of a tiger and the body of a demon flood dragon.
According to records, that monster was not only powerful but extremely intelligent, completely unlike any other Fierce Beast.
It was a legendary Fierce Beast.
"It's only a third-rank Martial Ancestor. It seems the Prison King isn't all that impressive."
"Brothers, today we shall become heroes who stop the catastrophe!"
Compared to the others, however, Zuoqiu Yanliang grew excited.
This Two-Headed Tiger Flood Dragon, despite looking terrifying, had an aura that was merely that of a third-rank Martial Ancestor.
Such a level of cultivation was something Zuoqiu Yanliang was certain he could defeat.
The thought that he was about to defeat the legendary Prison King, that he was about to stop the legendary Slaughter Purification, made Zuoqiu Yanliang extraordinarily excited.
He immediately began channeling his technique…
Once the technique was activated, the three Sleeping Dragon Swords not only radiated the aura of a third-rank Martial Ancestor, but instantly transformed into colossal swords ten thousand meters long.
He intended to settle this in one decisive clash with the monster.
"Stop!! Just stop!!!"
But just as Zuoqiu Yanliang was about to launch his assault, a voice suddenly rang out.
Hearing that voice, everyone froze, because it hadn't come from anyone among them.
It had come from the ground.
And following the voice, they saw a figure soaring into the air.
Seeing that person, everyone was stunned — especially Li Muzhi and the others, who kept rubbing their eyes, terrified they were seeing things.
Because that person was Chu Feng.
But Chu Feng was neither a Sleeping Dragon disciple nor a True Disciple. He had absolutely no right to be here.
"Who are you?" Zuoqiu Yanliang asked sharply.
At the same time, Li Muzhi also questioned him: "Chu Feng, how did you get in here?"
"Chu Feng?"
"So he's that Chu Feng?"
"You've got some nerve, sneaking into a place like this?"
"Is this a place someone like you is allowed to come?"