Just A Daoist Who Occasionally Kicks Ass-Chapter 304: The Golden-Armored Divine General, Foul-Mouthed Fury, Why Should Cultivators Like Us Fear Battle!

Chapter 304: The Golden-Armored Divine General, Foul-Mouthed Fury, Why Should Cultivators Like Us Fear Battle!

The crowd’s expressions grew grave. They had no time to ponder the meaning behind the flood dragon’s words; they were already utterly shaken by this scene, which was straight out of a primordial myth. How could such a disaster have coincidentally struck them? First a flood dragon, now a mighty demon!

The Vajra Dharma form weighed the matter for a brief moment, then sighed. It gathered all of Jinguang Temple’s incense power and force of vows, and suppressed it upon Master Wuse. That overwhelming surge of demonic qi was instantly forced back down!

There was even a faint sense of familiarity in how it responded, which was exactly why the Vajra Dharma form chose this course. The master of that demonic aura, though far stronger, was far more heavily bound by seals. But this flood dragon might not be so easily suppressed!

The heavenly phenomena dissipated, and the abbot of Jinguang Temple, Master Wuse, returned to normal. The demonic flames around him all vanished without a trace!

The Vajra Dharma form sighed. In the end, it had all been in vain.

Resolute light burned in its gaze. It was prepared to burn itself out to strike the flood dragon with a desperate, crippling blow.

For now, countless experts were gathered within Jinguang Temple. Though not all might be willing to risk their lives, if the flood dragon could be grievously injured, their chances of survival would increase greatly.

The flood dragon’s aura waned, but at that moment, its savagery was stirred to the fullest.

“Yushu, you old bald donkey! Open your eyes wide today and watch how I slaughtered every last soul in your Jinguang Temple!” The flood dragon let out a thunderous roar as its massive body lunged straight toward the junior disciples of Jinguang Temple. It meant to seize their blood and qi, to strengthen its power.

The Vajra Dharma form’s heart sank. There was no time to ignite its own form, so with its battered, scarred body, it forcibly barred the dragon’s way!

Boom!

A colossal explosion rang out, and dazzling light filled the sky. Everyone felt a sharp sting in their eyes, and their five senses were sealed off for a brief instant.

When their vision finally returned, they were shocked to see that though the Vajra Dharma form was covered in cracks, it still remained intact.

By contrast, the massive body of the flood dragon bore bloody wounds, and its scales shattered!

Before the Dharma form now stood a towering divine general over four zhang tall, clad in golden armor and holding a golden mace. His face could not be clearly seen.

But his eyes gleamed like cold lightning, exuding the heavy majesty of divine authority.

“Who are you!?”

The flood dragon’s heart quaked with fear. This sudden change had set his instincts on full alert!

“Impudent fiend! How dare you wreak havoc in the mortal realm, are you not afraid of Heaven’s wrath!?” The golden-armored divine general spoke as though Heaven’s law itself filled his mouth. His voice crashed like thunder!

“A mere second-realm Yin Spirit powerhouse dares to prattle about Heavenly Dao before me!?” the flood dragon roared in fury!

A blast of astral wind lashed out to kill. Between a third realm and a second realm powerhouse, there should have been no contest. It was absolute suppression!

By now, he had also seen through the other’s foundation. Yet, that astral wind could not even approach the golden-armored divine general. It was halted mid-air, then forcibly dispersed.

“So it was you meddling just now as well!” The flood dragon was both shocked and enraged.

“With golden mace, I patrol the world; clad in golden armor, I manifest divine might!”

The divine general’s golden mace turned into a beam of divine light and smashed straight toward the flood dragon.

Boom!

Boom!

Deafening explosions tore through the sky. The golden mace carried a powerful, evil-banishing force, landing blow after blow on the flood dragon’s body and carving out fresh wounds.

Though it had not touched his very essence, the pain was real and searing.

What was this thing? Every strike hurt like hell! 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

And what stoked the flood dragon’s fury even more was this: though the golden-armored divine general radiated the pure aura of divine yang, he had not yet broken through to the third realm. By rights, such a being should have been easily slain!

Yet the flood dragon’s lethal divine arts could not truly injure him head-on; their aftershocks were either evaded by his movement or stopped outright by the golden armor on his body. Instead, it was the flood dragon who could not shake off the golden-armored divine general’s relentless assault.

Bang!

The divine general stepped forward in midair, slamming head-on with brute force into the flood dragon’s wound.

Ding Rou’s gaze sharpened.

“Why does this look... so familiar!?”

The golden-armored divine general thrust out his hand and seized the dragon’s wound. Golden divine light coursed over his arms, muscles tightening as he let out a mighty shout!

Rip!

The flood dragon’s body was actually torn open, and a gaping wound was split wide. It was torn apart by hand.

The monks of Jinguang Temple and every second-realm expert present all gawked with their eyes wide. Where had such a peerless powerhouse sprung from!?

But for Ding Rou, that sense of familiarity only grew stronger. All at once, her heart jolted, and she covered her alluring red lips in disbelief.

“It’s him!” She had recognized the golden-armored divine general’s true identity.

And within her heart, a strange calm blossomed, as if so long as that man stood there, even if the sky were to fall, nothing would go wrong. No matter how terrifying the demon, in his eyes, they were nothing but chickens and dogs. He was fearless before any horror.

The golden-armored divine general’s blows wrung roar after roar of rage from the flood dragon. But in Ding Rou’s eyes, the light only shone brighter.

At her side, Duanmu Xuan noticed the scene and couldn’t help curling her lips.

Heh! Just another woman smitten with power.

And here she thought Ding Rou truly liked that Daoist Master Li. Women!

Though Duanmu Xuan was sharp-witted, she never once imagined that the golden-armored divine general, who so casually froze astral winds and tore open a flood dragon with his bare hands was Li Yanchu himself!

His features were blurred, and his voice was altered by his astral-projected primordial spirit, and his presence lightly concealed.

To her mind, Li Yanchu was powerful, yes, but she thought that he was still in the same league as her. Against a flood dragon, if she stepped up, she’d just be throwing her life away, and Li Yanchu couldn’t be faring much better!

But sometimes, things turn out strangely indeed. In the void, Li Yanchu once again dodged the flood dragon’s tail, bringing his golden mace down upon its head!

Clang!

The sound rang out like a great bronze bell and mighty drum shaking heaven and earth. The flood dragon reeled, its head spinning in dizziness.

“Where did this golden-armored divine general come from? How can he hit so hard!?”

Shock and fury surged in its heart!

“You brat, today you and I will fight to the death!!”

It was a third-realm great demon. With his strength alone, he had suppressed Jinguang Temple, an ancient Buddhist stronghold. He had defeated the Vajra Dharma Form, itself a third-realm Yang Spirit realm powerhouse.

Yet now, before the eyes of countless onlookers, he was being thrashed mercilessly by a Yin Spirit second realm cultivator, someone clearly beneath his own cultivation. This was humiliation beyond bearing!

“You little mudfish, do you even deserve to fight me!?” Li Yanchu sneered coldly.

Hearing this, the flood dragon instantly flew into a rage! Mudfish, your ass!

Roar! With a thunderous bellow, a layer of invisible sound waves rippled outward. But Li Yanchu had already invoked the quadruple-enhanced Spirit Officer Summoning Talisman.

His body surged with the weight of divine power, further fortified by talismanic armor and treasures like the Clearheart Jade Pendant. All of this was carried into his primordial spirit battle, greatly amplifying his might.

With his golden mace formed from the Jiaoslayer, he smashed apart the invisible sound waves. His figure blurred, and he raised his mace high before he brought it crashing down like thunder splitting the skies, or like lightning flashing in an instant.

Boom!

The flood dragon’s head was knocked sideways, its mind spinning in vertigo.

Damn it!

Not again!

Terrifying beams of light shot from the flood dragon’s eyes, blasting toward Li Yanchu at a speed invisible to the naked eye. A sharp sense of danger rose in Li Yanchu’s heart, and he immediately dodged backward.

The flood dragon roared in fury. Though its condition had dropped again and again, it was far from so pitiful that it couldn’t handle a mere second-realm brat.

“Such petty tricks are truly fitting for a little mudfish’s sorcery!” Li Yanchu’s laughter made the flood dragon’s eyes instantly flush blood-red.

At this time, the onlookers’ gazes brimmed with awe. Who in the world was this mysterious powerhouse? Such fearlessness! To face a third-realm expert yet still curse so freely, how incredible!

Their eyes on the golden-armored divine general grew even more worshipful.

Why should we cultivators fear battle!?

But then, as they looked at the terrifying demonic aura rolling off the flood dragon, the kind of power that could shatter mountains and split the earth with a wave of its hand, they immediately sobered up.

Damn it, this is a third-realm Yang Spirit powerhouse! It was not something they could afford to provoke.