The water level had risen to a certain extent, and this area had clearly become the domain of the Northern Sea Divine Kun.
Amidst a vast ocean, Yin Ming and his two companions now stand on the last bastion of peace.
Seeing that these 'foods' had nowhere to retreat and that the surrounding area had become its absolute territory, the Northern Sea Divine Kun immediately launched an attack, slithering all the way to Yin Ming's back, opening its giant mouth, and preparing to swallow this food that had tried to resist it whole.
Reminded by Feng Yan, Yin Ming realized the danger and quickly rolled away on the spot.
But before he could even stop moving, a huge suction force came from behind him.
As he staggered, there was nothing around Yin Ming to hold onto. He struggled in vain for a few moments before finally falling into the black water outside the rocks.
When he was completely submerged in the black water, Yin Ming felt a fine stinging sensation all over his body, as if thousands of ants were crawling all over him and biting him wantonly.
The feeling was very similar to the numbness caused by nerve compression and poor blood circulation. Yin Ming usually only experienced this kind of soreness when he slept with his arm as a pillow.
This feeling permeates my entire body now. Although I can barely bear it, it's really not something a normal person should be able to endure.
In an effort to escape his current predicament, Yin Ming, who was floating in the water, groped around and finally touched the edge of the rock where he had been standing.
Just as he was about to exert his strength to jump back onto the rock, the black water surged and rose again, lifting Yin Ming to an even higher position.
Unable to find any foothold, Yin Ming felt a surge of despair.
Just as he was uncontrollably swept away by the current and about to plunge into the giant mouth of the Northern Sea Divine Kun, a red, resentful force suddenly attacked the Northern Sea Divine Kun fiercely.
Forced to pause by this resentful force, the suction abruptly stopped.
The Northern Sea Divine Kun seemed to sense something was wrong and quickly closed its mouth, diving to the bottom of the water.
Yin Ming was floating on the water when he suddenly felt a hand grab his shoulder and another hand support his knee. The next second, he was suspended in mid-air.
Feeling helpless, Yin Ming felt a surge of panic. He instinctively wrapped his arms around the other person's neck, which inevitably brought him into eye contact.
Upon meeting those radiant, starry eyes, Yin Ming's cheeks flushed crimson as if scorched by fire.
Lingyao recognized the face of the person in his arms, and a moment of surprise flashed in his eyes, but when he smelled the familiar scent on the other person, he felt somewhat at ease.
Placing the other person on the rock behind him, Lingyao turned to face the pure black water.
His calm and collected voice came to my ear, "Wait for me here."
His heart was still pounding, and Yin Ming stammered an "okay," but he dared not look the other person in the eye again.
He touched his burning face, muttering to himself, "Was I just carried by Lingyao in a princess carry? This... why does it feel like I'm playing the female lead?"
So now he's personally experienced the cliché trope of the protagonist only showing up to save people at the most critical moment?
Although Yin Ming had guessed that Ling Yao would wake up at the last moment, this process was just too damn exciting. Could they not do it like this next time? His heart couldn't take it.
But I have to admit, Lingyao looked really... cool just now.
No, this is all nonsense.
Yin Ming forcibly banished all the strange thoughts from his mind, calmed himself down, and then looked at the figure in front of him who was fighting with the Northern Sea Divine Kun.
The red figure was currently suspended in the air, calmly making a sword-finger gesture with two fingers.
A red magic sword, under his command, continuously attacked the black monster in the water.
The Northern Sea Divine Kun was stabbed several times by him, and in a fit of rage, it used the same trick again, leaping out of the water and slapping its huge tail at the figure in the air.
Lingyao easily dodged, and then a denser barrage of resentful attacks landed on the body of the Northern Darkness Divine Kun, leaving streaks of blood that shimmered with golden light.
Perhaps truly angered, the body of the Northern Sea Divine Kun, floating in the water, suddenly expanded rapidly like a balloon, with sharp thorns appearing on its surface.
The sharp spikes flashed with cold light, and as the body of the Northern Sea Divine Kun trembled, they transformed into hundreds of arrows, all hurtling towards Ling Yao's location.
Upon seeing this, Lingyao quickly formed hand seals and erected a protective light barrier.
Although the wall of light was large, the attack range of the Northern Sea Divine Kun was obviously wider. Many sharp spikes still missed and passed through the edge of the wall of light, smashing into the position that he had been protecting behind him.
Seeing this, Yin Ming pulled Feng Yan back a step quickly, barely dodging a row of sharp spikes that were aimed at them.
Upon seeing this, Lingyao's expression changed slightly.
He conjured a sword technique, and the red magic sword immediately expanded into a three-meter-long giant sword, drawing a dazzling stream of light in the air, like a sail, and docked in the waters in front of Yin Ming.
"It's a bit dangerous here. Go to the island and wait for me."
After Lingyao finished speaking, he continued to launch an attack to attract the attention of the Northern Sea Divine Kun, taking it away from this place and making way for Yin Ming.
Knowing that staying here would only distract Ling Yao, Yin Ming obediently pulled Feng Yan onto the red giant sword and sailed with the current toward the island shrouded in a barrier.
Although they didn't know what was on the island, with the rising water level, they had nowhere else to stay and would have to seek refuge on the island sooner or later, so this decision was understandable.
Yin Ming wasn't worried about what he would encounter next; he would deal with whatever came his way. What he cared about more at the moment was Ling Yao's situation.
Even knowing that the other party had the protagonist's halo, Yin Ming still subconsciously turned around and kept a close eye on the battle.
Lingyao's attack seemed to ignite the fighting spirit of Beiming Shenkun, which also seemed to recall more combat skills. The two fought fiercely, neither gaining the upper hand.
Even so, the aura of the Northern Sea Divine Kun remained undiminished, and although Ling Yao's attacks could injure it, they could not break through its defenses and kill it.
Its cultivation level is probably above that of Lingyao.
In other words, it must be at least at the high level of the ninth realm.
That's strange. Why would the Divine Realm imprison such a powerful magical beast here, allowing it to be transformed into a bloodthirsty monster by resentment?
Could it be that it committed some unforgivable and heinous crime?
Feng Yan followed Yin Ming's gaze to the battlefield where the man and the beast were fighting. He had been deep in thought, but suddenly his face lit up with realization. "I remember now."
Yin Ming was drawn in by his words and turned his gaze back with curiosity. "What did you remember?"
Feng Yan touched the tip of his nose and sighed softly as he mentioned his past. "You should remember what I said: I am a swordsmith from the Divine Realm, and Duan Jiang's disciple."
Yin Ming nodded, but his face showed great confusion.
So what? Why bring this up? What kind of time is this to be trying to show off?
Feng Yan continued, "When my master was still alive, the people of the Divine Realm had no choice but to accept my existence in order to please him, and allowed me to follow my master and freely enter and leave the Divine Realm."
Yin Ming nodded slightly; it was just as he had thought.
"In my spare time, I also go to the library in the divine realm to browse through the classics."
"I remember reading in a document about the guardian beasts of the divine realm that one of the guardian beasts throughout history was the Northern Darkness Divine Kun, which was at the ninth level."
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