Mountain Patrol Military Officer

The night sky tears apart, mountains and rivers shatter, heaven and earth desolate.

A fierce wind arises in the void, a single word silences the world.

Above Bailong Pond, the troops halt, horse hooves high, armor light echoing afar; at a feast with a group of demons, eyes widen in stunned silence, pupils constricting, hairs standing on end.

In the void battlefield, the old Flood Dragon of Bailong River, who dominates thousands of miles, bows his head, and a middle-aged man with a parasol stands atop, self-proclaimed as Taibai Cave Heaven Qianyunzi, with a palm's might that startles Zhou Mountain, leaving the group of demons pale.

Yet even such an existence, now stands afar, eyes glowing with mystical divine light, piercing through the blood-colored mirror of the void, lifts a hand to assist, and speaks, having met Ninth Mountain's Colonel.

At that moment, both heaven and earth, whether the Dragon Taming Mansion's army, Bailong River Clan, or the demons attending the longevity feast of eighteen mountains and twenty-seven caves, are all shocked!

"You know me?"

A voice carrying grand majesty resounds.

Immediately following, the blood-colored mirror in the void showing a demon's frightened face is blown apart, the crimson dispersing.

Deep in the crimson, atop a giant white bone throne piled with demon bones, Chen Yuan's Dharma Body stands holding a hundred-zhang big spear like a small mountain, his golden-glazed Dharma Body coiled like a dragon and tiger, imposing and towering, his golden eyes like a blazing great sun, filled with the supreme majesty of heaven.

On both bloody sides, countless demon souls and fierce ghosts cower in fear, not daring to lift their heads!

Such a majestic image elicits cries of alarm throughout Zhou Mountain, from both people and demons, their eyes like pricked with needles, unable to stare directly, their hearts filled with immense dread.

Dragon and tiger meet dragon and tiger!

"Roar"

The old Flood Dragon of Bailong River lets out an agitated sound, captured by Chen Yuan's aura through the void, feeling somewhat uneasy and apprehensive.

Above it, standing tall, the "middle-aged man" with eyes shimmering in deep light, no extra expression on his face, slowly speaks,

"Dragon Ridge and Shu are adjacent, the name of the Ninth Mountain's Colonel is renowned."

"Though we dwell secluded, free as the clouds and wild cranes, we are not unaware of worldly matters."

"Since the Nine Colonels have arrived at Dragon Ridge, you may enter the mountain as my guest, to discuss the great Dao of heaven and earth, the many wonderful gates."

"As for the small matter at hand, it is this mischievous beast under me being disobedient, I shall give it some punishment, take it back and teach it a lesson."

His words are light, like a gentle breeze brushing over the hills.

The old Flood Dragon of Bailong River under his foot, despite being called a mischievous beast by this person, showed no resistance, instead, its eyes were filled with dense respect and lingering fear, forming an extreme contrast to the earlier unruly prestige over the mountains.

Yet in the void mirror, on the white bone throne, having heard this, Chen Yuan's golden eyes shone brightly, discerning this person as merely a void trace, possessing a primordial spirit, raises an eyebrow.

The opponent's words were light, thinking he wouldn't find out about the incident, wanting to gloss over it.

Or perhaps, at this realm, the opponent considers such actions just trifles done with a flick of the wrist.

Just like the untouchable celestial beings in Journey to the West, whose mounts, descending to become demons, merely to add trials for Tang Seng's disciples, yet these demons cause chaos down below, eating countless people, and in the end, prevent Sun Monkey from killing them, taking them back to the heavenly court's registry.

As real as it gets!.

Chen Yuan said nothing, for at their realm, possessing mighty power, able to call the wind and summon the rain with a wave, seeking a higher realm of Martial Arts, pursuing the true self, naturally indifferent to many worldly rules, considering fewer scruples in actions.

He is no exception! Nor does he need to adorn himself with false glory.

Therefore, he does not need to waste effort arguing over words.

He merely flips the other hand, a small purple mirror appears in his palm, and subsequently, a golden fleshy seam between his brows suddenly opens, a beam of Magic Eye Golden Light swiftly shoots onto the purple mirror, piercing into it.

Simultaneously, when Qianyunzi saw Chen Yuan take out the Dragon Mirror, a ripple occurred in the deep light of his eyes, and he frowned.

The next second, the old Flood Dragon of Bailong River under his feet lets out a monstrous roar.

Then, the mountain-sized flood dragon body starts to sway left and right with its head, rushing madly, rolling violently in the void, unable to contain itself, dashing down onto the hillside with force, shattering an entire mountain.

Simultaneously, the whole flood dragon group of Bailong River, and large snakes, all feel a sharp pain in their heads at the same time, as if struck by a giant hammer, rolling in the heavens, letting out terrifying screams, as if thrown into a boiling oil cauldron, rolling and shrieking.

As a stream of light rises, Qianyunzi is revealed, his eyes glowing even more intensely, looking at Chen Yuan, his voice suddenly turning cold.

"What does Ninth Mountain's Colonel mean by this?"

"And why do you possess the Dragon Mirror that I bestowed?"

Chen Yuan lifts his head, his golden eyes indifferent, "Since these creatures of yours do not understand the rules and caused trouble, I shall teach them a good lesson for you."

"It just happens that a friend of mine is injured and needs the inner pill and blood essence of a flood dragon, this beast is almost transforming into a dragon, it's just right, I wonder if you can spare it?"

He said flatly, and Qianyunzi's face suddenly turned dark, the light in his eyes sharp.

"Isn't your hand reaching too far?"

As he spoke, with a cold snort, he made a sudden move with his hand, extending it towards the void mirror, several strands of purple light flew out from his palm, spinning into a wheel of purple light, with mysterious runes flickering upon it.

Correspondingly, in the mirrored world, the Dragon Mirror in Chen Yuan's hand suddenly buzzed, and then puffed into a purple light and disappeared from his hand.

It reappeared, transformed into a purple stream of light, flashing away rapidly.

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow, his third eye swiftly shot out golden light, fastening the mirror directly.