Chapter 0178

Chapter 178: Water Dragon, Water Dragon, Cry for Me!

Time began to flow again.

In the eyes of Huang Chen and the Water Dragon, Zhou Tong appeared out of nowhere, then he easily seized the Authority of Water.

They froze for a heartbeat, then exploded with rage: “How is this possible?” “Where did you come from!”

Zhou Tong answered with a calm smile: “Sorry, but from now on the Authority of Water belongs to the human race.”

Huang Chen and the Water Dragon shouted at once as they surged forward: “Arrogant brat, you are asking to die!”

Power roared out of both of them. Their auras pushed past the peak of the Reincarnation Realm and faintly touched the Half Saint level.

Zhou Tong frowned as he measured them: the Water Dragon having this strength made sense, but Huang Chen was only an Elder of the Tempered Flesh Sect, and this was not normal at all.

He lifted his arms and called out: “Tides, answer my summons!”

At once endless mist rushed in and turned into water twisters that reached from earth to sky, cutting off both attackers.

Huang Chen’s eyes shook as he stared: “This can’t be real.” Authority of Water might be masterless, but it was not something any random person could control. Yet Zhou Tong had subdued it the moment he touched it, like it was nothing but a dream.

His face twisted into something even more vicious as he roared: “Brat, die!”

His aura climbed again as he forced a breakthrough against the will of the world, stepping into the Half Saint level. He smashed a twister with one punch and charged straight at Zhou Tong.

With a wet pop, Zhou Tong’s chest was pierced through, leaving a bloody hole, but his face did not show the least bit of panic.

He pressed his hands together and spoke like a judge weighing scales: “Balance life and death. Let life rise and death strike.”

The blood pool inside the secret realm boiled. Surging vitality split away and flooded into Zhou Tong, mending his wound in an instant, while biting death qi turned into blades and drove straight into Huang Chen’s body.

Huang Chen staggered and cried out in pain as black miasma poured off him.

Zhou Tong’s heart lurched hard at the sight as a thought flashed bright and cold: [This is Heavenly Devil qi, and it is ancient.] [Huang Chen has already fused with a Heavenly Devil.]

He knew what that meant. Fusion was when two souls blended into one and became a new soul. The new soul held all the memories of both, and it shaped a brand new personality.

No wonder Huang Chen knew the secret realm so well and even held ancient contracts. There was only one answer. He had merged with an ancient member of the Devil Race, someone who might have witnessed this secret realm’s birth.

Zhou Tong’s expression sank as he followed the thought: [If the Tempered Flesh Sect’s Grand Elder has merged with the Devil Race, what about the others? The whole sect might already be a den of devils.]

A roar cut across his worry as the Water Dragon lunged from behind, power swelling in its throat as it prepared to blast Zhou Tong to ash.

A small figure shot past and planted herself in the dragon’s path as Zhou Tong watched. The Water Dragon froze mid breath the moment he saw her.

His eyes softened with hope as his voice trembled: “Luo Shen, your soul has returned.”

The girl, Shang Guan Wu Gou, tilted up her chin and answered with stubborn pride: “I am not a god. I am human.”

The Water Dragon’s voice rose and shook as if his mind were coming apart again: “No. When humans wiped out the God Clan, you could not escape. Before you died, you told me to guard your divine body. You said you would return one day.”

“I endured through more years than I can count,” he said as his chest heaved. “I lived year by year and wore down. I forgot so much, but I still remember your face and your voice. I would never mistake you.”

Shang Guan Wu Gou trembled, tears shining in her big eyes. She pitied the Water Dragon, but she was not Luo Shen. She could not give him any hope.

Huang Chen steadied himself and rushed Zhou Tong again as killing intent filled his eyes: “Have you talked enough? Hand over the Authority of Water!”

Zhou Tong did not dodge. The corner of his mouth curved up. After erosion and fusion, both the Water Dragon and Huang Chen had minds in chaos. Now was the time to strike their weakness.

He lifted a hand and whispered: “Mirror Flower, Water Moon.”

His hypnosis fell like a bell note. In both their eyes, Huang Chen’s strike smashed Shang Guan Wu Gou to pieces.

The Water Dragon went mad at once as he locked onto Huang Chen: “You killed Luo Shen. Die!”

Huang Chen backpedaled in panic and tried to explain: “Calm down, I did not mean to!”

The Water Dragon’s voice was full of grief and rage: “There is nothing to explain. Go pay with your life for Luo Shen!”

They crashed together in a deadly duel. The Water Dragon burned his own power without restraint, giving Huang Chen no chance to flee and forcing him to trade blow for blow.

Huang Chen snarled between attacks as demonic aura poured off him: “Curse that little brat. I was one step away from becoming the god of water!”

Zhou Tong sighed and shook his head: “Another fool who threw away his own roots. How sad.”

He dropped the plan to sit back and watch and moved in again: “Sigil Ninety One, Thousand Hand Bright Heaven Purge Cannon!”

A single talisman fell and ten thousand lights erupted.

Caught between Zhou Tong and the rampaging Water Dragon, Huang Chen was nearly destroyed.

Huang Chen howled as his body swelled: “You will pay for this. I will be back!”

He exploded a heartbeat later. The blast hurled both Zhou Tong and the Water Dragon away. In that split second, a wisp of his soul slipped free and fled into the distance.

With his enemy gone, the Water Dragon had nowhere to pour his hatred. He spiraled into frenzy at once: “Luo Shen, I broke my promise to you. I failed you. What is the point of living!”

Zhou Tong watched the dragon writhe and snarl and muttered with scorn: “So spineless.”

Killing the dragon now and taking the key would be easy. His killing intent burned hot. But after a moment, he slowly lowered his hand.

“Fine. I will let you have a good dream.”

He urged Mirror Flower, Water Moon and built a gentle illusion for the Water Dragon.

In the dream, the Water Dragon and Luo Shen walked side by side through a sea of flowers and made their vows.

Luo Shen looked at him with a teasing smile and asked: “Water Dragon, if I die, what will you do?”

The Water Dragon answered with simple certainty: “Easy. I will follow you.”

Luo Shen poked his chest and scolded him: “No. You must live well and guard my divine body. One day I will return my soul to it with a secret art.”

The Water Dragon gave a solemn nod: “All right. I promise you.”

His eyes glimmered as if he could not see through her gentle lie.

Luo Shen laughed like a young girl, skipped away, and sang as she ran: “Water Dragon, Water Dragon, do not cry and do not worry. Water Dragon, Water Dragon, stay with me forever.”

Tears shone in the Water Dragon’s eyes as he watched her back.

In the real world, Zhou Tong ground his teeth and called out with a wicked little grin: “Water Dragon, Water Dragon, hurry and cry for me!”

His words fell and a downpour hammered the secret realm. The Water Dragon cried.

A key fell from the sky. Zhou Tong caught it out of the air.

He lifted it and gave a clean promise: “I take your key and give you back your freedom.”

Drawing on the Authority of Water, he struck at the Binding Chains: “Five Dragon Divine Sigil, Dragons Ascend to the Sky!”

Holy light flashed five times. The chains were cut apart. The Water Dragon truly soared into the heavens and left this place of sorrow behind.

It felt as if the dust had finally settled. While everyone stared blankly at the sky where the dragon had vanished, Zhou Tong dropped from above and landed beside Luo Shen’s coffin.

His voice was cold as iron as he looked down: “How long do you plan to fake it? Open your eyes.”

Everyone felt their scalps prickle at once.