Incredible Sect Simulator-Chapter 769 - 737: Turmoil

This Chen Xuanhai's power can at least confront Seventh-Layer Golden Core Cultivators.

Over there with Lu Ping, at the Peak Golden Core Stage power, he is virtually unbeatable below the Nascent Soul Stage, rarely facing opponents, indeed invincible beneath the Nascent Soul.

Among those present, they all ranked Lu Ping's strength at the forefront, as the most formidable one, and also the one they least wanted to provoke.

"As fellow Sword Cultivators, we'll cross the Black Sea together. If we encounter attacks from the Silver Flood Dragons, with you two Sword Cultivators joining forces, our chances of success will greatly increase."

Daoist Tianxing smiled as he calculated the strength of the team.

His intention was clearly to have Chen Xuanhai join the team and head to the Inheritance Hall together.

Having an additional Golden Core Cultivator accompanying us will certainly improve our odds.

"Chen Daoist, the road ahead is perilous and unknown. Since we've met here, if you don't mind, why not join us?"

Lu Ping smiled slightly and extended the invitation.

Everyone could clearly hear Daoist Tianxing's words, understanding that he wanted to rally Chen Xuanhai to join them, so Xu Tiangxiang and the side of Taiqi Peak silently agreed to the notion.

As for Elder Jiang, she didn't care as long as Lu Ping was by her side.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lu Daoist, I shall humbly accept."

Chen Xuanhai smiled and bowed slightly, "I will rely on you fellow Daoists for guidance on the upcoming journey."

With Chen Xuanhai joining, everyone ceased delaying and continued their journey, flying away from the sea surface.

After all, their destination was the same, the Inheritance Hall, so there was no problem in traveling together.

When they were still over a thousand miles from the Inheritance Hall Island, anomalies appeared again in the Black Sea.

Everyone began to notice quite a few Demon Beasts lurking in the sea below.

Even with mere eyesight, they could see occasional ripples rising in the sea below, with faintly enormous silver white silhouettes swimming.

"Fellow Daoists, take a closer look at those silhouettes in the sea, isn't that the Silver Flood Dragons?"

Daoist Tianxing gazed deeply, taking a few careful glances at the sea before looking at Lu Ping and others, his face marked with seriousness.

The silver-white snake-like creatures were active in the sea, strikingly noticeable against the dark sea, hard not to attract attention.

"Indeed, they are the Silver Flood Dragons."

Lu Ping's eyes glimmered sharply, his expression exceedingly calm, prepared to act at any moment.

As they approached the center of the Black Sea, the number of Silver Flood Dragons seemed to increase.

The journey ahead seemed to be more complicated than anticipated.

Just as Lu Ping's words ended, an enormous wave erupted from the sea, creating a splash noise, indicating activity beneath the water.

Everyone's senses were keen, they looked towards the sound, seeing two Silver Flood Dragons emerging from the sea, stirring large water streams.

These two Silver Flood Dragons were each over a hundred feet long, displaying long, majestic bodies covered with silver-white scales that reflected silver-white rays under the sunlight.

From their bodies and the aura they exuded at that moment, it was clear that these two Silver Flood Dragons were at something between the sixth and seventh layer of the Golden Core Stage.

Rip!

The first Silver Flood Dragon to rush out of the sea opened its giant mouth filled with sharp, pointy fangs, lunging at Han Wu with an attempt to bite.

The other similarly was on a hunt, leaping at the Clear Wind Moon Gazing Ship to take a bite.

Faced with the Silver Flood Dragon's bite, Han Wu's eyes flickered.

Without a word, he maneuvered the Aurora Sword to soar high up, leaping dozens of feet, effortlessly dodging the Silver Flood Dragon's bite.

Meanwhile, a golden sword light flew through the air, drawing an elegant curve, slashing towards that Silver Flood Dragon.

This was the Celestial Ruins Demon-Slaying Sword, wielded by Lu Ping.

The golden Flying Sword was blindingly brilliant, strikingly conspicuous within the Black Sea and against the backdrop of the Silver Flood Dragon.

With a swoosh, the sword rapidly cleaved through the air, striking the Silver Flood Dragon within a blink!

The power of this strike was astonishing, directly piercing through the robust scale-armored defense of the Silver Flood Dragon, slicing its flesh, causing the Silver Flood Dragon to cry out in pain, with large splashes of blood spilling forth.

Roar—

It raised its head high, roaring furiously, letting out a loud, angry shriek.

It ignored the wounds on its body, allowing blood to drip off, and launched another attack towards Lu Ping.

The enormous jaws opened wide, within which Golden Core Demon Power converged, releasing blazing light, like a small sun.

Bang, bang, bang!

In just an instant, the Silver Flood Dragon spewed three water bullets, aiming relentlessly at Lu Ping.

Each of these water bullets contained power formidable enough to kill a Golden Core Cultivator, not to be underestimated.

Lu Ping temporarily wielded the Celestial Ruins Demon-Slaying Sword in mid-air, choosing not to unleash the sword just yet but raised his hand forward to strike.

A gigantic hand was brought into being, moving across the void, meeting the incoming three water bullets with a palm strike.

With a thud, the Great Five Elements Celestial Profound Hand displayed its might, crushing the three water bullets into pieces, exploding in the air.

Meanwhile, the lingering force of the gigantic hand continued, further striking towards the Silver Flood Dragon.

The Silver Flood Dragon saw its attack undone, bewildered, unable to muster another attack.

At this moment, another enormous hand came down upon it, stirring a vigorous gale, with intense aura inside it.

Above the sea, the huge palm traversed through the sky, swirling the surrounding Spiritual Qi.

Another move of the Great Five Elements Celestial Profound Hand!

Lu Ping wielded his power forcefully, holding nothing back, striking down with the palm just like that.

The speed of the gigantic hand was astonishing, instantly nearing the Silver Flood Dragon, hitting squarely on its head.

This strike was exceedingly dominant, erupting with a deep sound, taking down the Silver Flood Dragon into the sea with a rumbling roar!

At the moment of hitting the sea, vast amounts of water splashed, the Silver Flood Dragon fell like a massive stone into the sea, waves rolled and spread wide mist.

Lu Ping's palm strike directly dazed the Silver Flood Dragon, its scale armor on the head exploded, nearly getting it struck dead.

This palm strike directly rendered it unable to continue fighting.

Thus the Silver Flood Dragon emerged from the sea, raised its head towards Lu Ping, roaring a few times, its eyes revealed dread, but mainly conveyed fury.

"Lu Daoist, impressive technique!"

Seeing Lu Ping slap a Silver Flood Dragon down, making it dare not surface again, Daoist Tianxing couldn't help but praise.

Having such powerful companions along gave Daoist Tianxing considerable confidence.

Moreover, Lu Ping, as a Sword Cultivator, hadn't even formally unsheathed his sword yet!