The Supreme Martial Expert of the Female CEO Chapter 475 - 475 475 Turning into a Dragon

475: Chapter 475: Turning into a Dragon 475: Chapter 475: Turning into a Dragon After hearing Ling Feng’s words, the elderly man was taken aback and said, “What did you say?

What benefits do you want?”

Ling Feng gave the old man a cold look and replied, “Isn’t that obvious?

Who would do anything without benefits?

Besides, how can I trust what you say?

What if you are deceiving ?”

The old man was furious, “I, a noble Flood Dragon in the midst of transforming, how could I possibly deceive you?

Once I break free and undergo the heavenly tribulations, I will turn from a serpent into a dragon, an unsurpassed being.

Would I deceive you then?”

Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders, “So what?

How does that benefit ?”

The elder was at a loss for words.

Yes, he could transform into a dragon once he broke the seal, but what benefit was that to Ling Feng?

“I can grant you any wish!” the old man said, looking up at Ling Feng, “Moreover, I can help you obtain the Nine Nether Blood Lotus.

How about that?”

Ling Feng sneered and turned away, “Without your help, the Nine Nether Blood Lotus is still within my reach!”

“Wait!” The elder, shocked by Ling Feng’s decisive departure, hurriedly called out, “Young man, let’s talk this over.

After all, I helped you against Wu Rilin.

Just na your conditions, and if I can et them, I will!”

Ling Feng turned his head and said earnestly, “The truth is, I don’t trust you at all.

I have no clue about this so-called Yellow Emperor or the Heavenly Dao.

Plus, if you were really suppressed by the Yellow Emperor, that must an you’ve committed heinous deeds.

If I rescue you and you return the favor with betrayal, then what?”

The elder was so angry that he huffed, “How could I, a stately Black Flood Dragon, engage in sothing so despicable?

If I were truly that evil, the Yellow Emperor would have annihilated long ago!

Besides, without my help, even a hundred of you couldn’t obtain the Nine Nether Blood Lotus!

Hmph!”

“Explain?” Ling Feng asked.

The elder said proudly, “Do you even know what the Nine Nether Blood Lotus is?

Four thousand years ago, it was a rare Heaven and Earth Treasure, and calling it an Immortal Herb wouldn’t be an overstatent!

But every Heaven and Earth Treasure is guarded by a Spirit Beast.

Once the Nine Nether Blood Lotus matures, nine Exotic Beasts will appear around it, each at the peak of the Sky-level.

With your abilities…

Hmph, you’re far from ready!”

Ling Feng furrowed his brow, as the Gu King hadn’t ntioned this.

Could it be that the Gu King had deceived him?

But that seed impossible!

“What is the peak of the Sky-level?” Ling Feng suddenly asked.

“The peak of the Sky-level is…” The old man started to explain but suddenly paused, astonished.

“How can you not know what the peak of the Sky-level is, when you’ve clearly reached the Sky-level in strength?

Could it be…”

At this point, the elder urgently shouted, “Quick, tell , how many God-level Masters are there outside?

Is Emperor Huangdi still alive?

Have those different races been driven out yet…”

Ling Feng, with a puzzled frown, said, “What are you talking about?

Huangdi was our leader in the ancient era of Huaxia, and he died thousands of years ago!

And, what is a God-level Master?”

“Emperor Huangdi has died?” The old man’s expression darkened, and he collapsed to the ground, utterly disconsolate.

“Emperor Huangdi was a Scholarly Celestial, his cultivation profound and unparalleled, able to shatter the Void at any mont.

How could he possibly be dead?”

Ling Feng finally realized what was going on—the Flood Dragon had been suppressed for thousands of years, cut off from all contact with the outside world, completely unaware of the changes that had transpired!

“Ah!” The elder suddenly let out a long, piercing howl.

Tears fell from his eyes, glistening as they hit the ground.

Boom!

Boom!

At that mont, the Dragon Suppression Pillar on the platform trembled violently, attracting vast amounts of Spiritual Energy from heaven and earth!

“Such trendous power!” Even Ling Feng couldn’t help but be astonished.

For the profound power of heaven and earth was beyond his imagination, enveloping him like a tidal wave!

Crack, crack!

In Ling Feng’s sight, the engravings on the surface of the Dragon Suppression Pillar slowly began to crack, pieces kept breaking off, falling down, and before they could touch the ground, they were crushed into dust by the power of heaven and earth!

Ling Feng’s heart sank, realizing that even if he wanted to leave, it was impossible now!

Under this force, he could only watch helplessly as the Dragon Suppression Pillar continued to fracture.

The figure of the Flood Dragon Elder also transford into a streak of azure light, shooting into the Dragon Suppression Pillar!

Roar!

A dragon’s roar emanated from beneath the platform, filled with anger and sorrow!

Boom!

With a loud explosion, the Dragon Suppression Pillar shattered into countless fragnts, and a streak of azure light shot out, landing in front of Ling Feng.

Hum, hum, hum!

This streak of azure light was actually a longsword, rusty and splotched, yet it emitted powerful Sword Intent and killing intent!

“What a sword!” Ling Feng’s eyes lit up, and as he looked at the sword, he felt as if a voice within his heart was calling him incessantly, urging him to draw the sword!

Ling Feng took a deep breath and grasped the hilt of the sword.

Hum!

A sense of joy emanated from the sword, and Ling Feng could feel the elation that the longsword was conveying!

“The sword is sentient!” Ling Feng gently caressed the sword, murmuring, “You have been sealed within the Dragon Suppression Pillar for ages, you must have been very lonely!

From now on, you will be my companion!

I shall call you, Mo Yu!”

Listening to Ling Feng’s words, Mo Yu Sword reverberated, the mottled rust on its blade was instantly washed away by nurous Sword Qis, revealing a sharp, regal longsword in Ling Feng’s hands, brimming with a king’s dominance.

Roar!

At that mont, the dragon’s roar sounded again, the suppression of the Dragon Suppression Pillar gone, and the platform suddenly burst apart, the whole mountain quivering on the brink of collapse!

“This is bad, it’s going to collapse!” Ling Feng swung his sword, the sharp Sword Glow severing the binding power of heaven and earth around him!

When Ling Feng burst out, the mountain erupted in an explosion, and a pitch-black Flood Dragon erged from beneath the mountain, swirling in the sky.

Although Ling Feng was fearless, this was indeed a Flood Dragon!

Watching the Flood Dragon, shock was written all over Ling Feng’s heart!

In Huaxia’s mythology, dragons are the most noble and supre beings, the totem of all the Huaxia people!

The hundreds of ters long Black Flood Dragon rolled continuously in the clouds, an abundance of the power of heaven and earth converging onto its body.

Amidst its roars, a great transformation gradually took place on its body!

The dark scales, like rain, fell one after another, and in their place erged blue dragon scales!

On its massive Flood Dragon head, horns began to surface, and dragon whiskers slowly grew out, the Evil Qi on the body of the Black Flood Dragon gradually being replaced by an aura of dominance.

“Turning into a dragon, it’s really turning into a dragon!” Ling Feng clutched the Mo Yu Sword tightly, eyes wide with disbelief at the incredulous scene before him.

If the Black Flood Dragon really managed to complete its transformation into a dragon, Ling Feng would truly be the first person to have seen a true dragon!

But reality is often cruel!

As the Black Flood Dragon reached halfway through its transformation, the sky was shrouded in countless black clouds, thunder bood, and lightning roared, almost as if to swallow Miao Cloud Ridge whole!