Chapter 711: Chapter 289: Jiao Yuan of the Black Flood Dragon Race! Enslaved for 100 Years! (Part 3)

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound was dull, and the space was exploding.

Dozens of moves were exchanged directly.

Jiao Yuan’s mouth immediately let out a scream of pain, feeling as if his two unbreakable Flood Dragon Claws were about to shatter, covered in vague bloodstains and losing sensation.

With his scream, a gigantic hand came over directly, overwhelming everything, and fiercely grasped at his face.

Bang!

The sound was dull, and the entire eighteenth floor of the Celestial Dragon Tower shook violently.

Jiao Yuan’s enormous body was almost pinned down by Jiang Shi in one move, the entire body slamming heavily onto the ground while facing up.

Shock, anger, madness, disbelief.

Accompanied by sheer bewilderment!

Various emotions rushed into Jiao Yuan’s mind, nearly making him collapse.

His current thoughts were exactly the same as those of Ao Tian back then.

Someone actually pinned him down in one move?

Underneath the Ancient Saints, who could possess such power?

"I will kill you!"

Jiao Yuan screamed in humiliation, his eyes red, no longer caring about the situation in front of him, forcefully slapped the ground with both hands, and with a booming sound, an endless black fog suddenly emerged from his countless pores, surging toward Jiang Shi’s body.

"Careful!"

Ao Tian instinctively shouted in surprise, "It’s Flood Dragon Poison!"

He didn’t want to see Jiang Shi poisoned to death.

If Jiang Shi were poisoned to death, no one could unlock the mark deep within his soul!

Massive black fog rapidly gushed out, directly engulfing Jiang Shi’s entire body.

But Jiang Shi, facing all of this, simply opened his mouth and inhaled.

Whoosh!

The vast black fog turned into a stream of air, rushing straight into his mouth, like a mud ox entering the sea, instantly absorbed completely clean.

Ao Tian was dumbfounded, unable to utter a single word.

Could it be...

Jiang Shi is also a master of poison?

When he previously fought with me, he hadn’t used his full strength?

Chaotic thoughts surged endlessly in his mind.

Jiao Yuan, with his face pinned by Jiang Shi’s single hand, widened his eyes in shock, unable to believe it.

This is impossible!

His Flood Dragon Poison, uniquely blessed by the heavens, was painstakingly refined using his own venom sac, and ordinarily, a single drop could poison a Nirvana Realm master to death.

This person could actually consume his entire poison directly!

The terrifying scene filled Jiao Yuan’s heart with shock and fear.

And after Jiang Shi swallowed the opponent’s poison, with his large hand gripping the opponent’s face, he started spinning, smashing it fiercely onto the ground like waving a scarecrow.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Resounding booms echoed, as Jiao Yuan’s face and forehead continuously slammed into the ground of the Celestial Dragon Tower, emitting dull loud sounds, the terrible impact filled Jiao Yuan with frustration and anger to the extreme, suddenly letting out a roar, his entire body transformed into the Flood Dragon form, stretching several hundred meters, with stark scales, menacing and terrifying, extending two dark Flood Dragon Claws to grab at Jiang Shi once more.

It wanted to choke this human, who had cost it dearly and lost its dignity, to death.

Tear him into mince!

However!

Facing its true form revealed, Jiang Shi just frowned, and his body instantly disappeared.

Even under 300 times gravity, his instant teleportation remained unhindered.

Swoosh!

His body appeared above Jiao Yuan’s head, and a foot, carrying a world-bending, unparalleled mighty aura, crashed down heavily like a Celestial Pillar, landing fiercely on Jiao Yuan’s skull.

Rumble!

Roar...

The sound was enormous, the roar shook the heavens.

The entire eighteenth floor of the Celestial Dragon Tower was violently trembling, Jiao Yuan’s massive, mighty, and fearsome Flood Dragon body was instantly struck by Jiang Shi’s foot, crashing to the ground, letting out piercing cries of agony.

Blood flowed from its seven orifices, its body convulsed.

Its skull was nearly shattered completely, with brain matter almost spilling out.

Such severe injury had already made it lose all fighting capacity, leaving only pitiful cries.

Thud!

Jiang Shi’s enormous body, seven or eight meters tall, finally descended from mid-air again, landing steadily near Jiao Yuan, his entire body clad in a gleaming bronze complexion that radiated an indescribable metallic sheen, his gaze calmly falling on Jiao Yuan.

The Flood Dragon physique truly is extraordinary!

He had used all his power, only to critically injure the opponent.

This point made the opponent far stronger than Ao Tian.

It’s known that before his breakthrough, he used only seventy percent of his power to defeat Ao Tian, rendering Ao Tian utterly defenseless.

But against Jiao Yuan, seventy percent power was simply not enough.

"You... you... Jiang Shi, you are Human Race’s Jiang Shi!"

Jiao Yuan’s voice was filled with pain, his eyeballs bloodshot, finally recognizing the person before him.

"Yes, it’s me!"

Jiang Shi responded.

Looking at Jiao Yuan in front of him, he no longer wasted time, raising a large hand, pressing it on Jiao Yuan’s forehead, with the Sutra of the Departed Soul operating, a vast array of bizarre runes rapidly gushed from the palm of his hand, directly rushing into Jiao Yuan’s soul.

With such power, even if its skull was shattered, it could quickly recover.

So, he must control the opponent quickly!

"You... what have you done to me?"

Jiao Yuan said angrily and humiliated.

"Do you even need to ask?"

Jiang Shi withdrew his hand and said, "Just like when you controlled others before, I randomly left a small technique on you too. From now on, you, like Ao Tian, will be my slave for a hundred years."

What?

Jiao Yuan widened his eyes, filled with astonishment and anger, then quickly looked at Ao Tian.

Ao Tian was also controlled by this person?

And enslaved for a hundred years?

"Did you intend to bring this person to me?"

Jiao Yuan said angrily.

"So what if I did?"

Ao Tian’s tone was calm, his arms crossed, as if he had done something commonplace.

"You deserve to die!"

Jiao Yuan roared in anger, the wounds in his skull already starting to heal rapidly.

"Whether I deserve to die is not your concern."

Ao Tian responded blandly, unconcerned.

Previously, being a slave under Jiang Shi’s hand felt oppressive and humiliating.

But now that Jiao Yuan was also defeated by Jiang Shi and marked, his heart was no longer so resistant.

As long as someone had the same experience as him, it seemed there was nothing he couldn’t accept.

"Damn bastard, Ao Tian, I will definitely kill you."

Jiao Yuan roared in anger.