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Chapter 484 Flood Dragon\'s Cave

Despite the impressive display of martial prowess, Wang Jian and Yu Qing remained unmoved, their expressions betraying no hint of admiration or awe. In fact, as they watched Zhi Xi and her comrades in action, they couldn\'t help but feel underwhelmed by their fighting abilities.

"They\'re certainly capable fighters," Wang Jian remarked, his voice low as he observed the battle unfolding before them. "But they lack refinement in their techniques. It\'s as if they\'re relying solely on brute force to overcome their opponents. Their understanding of their power, their elements, and their martial techniques is sorely lacking."

Yu Qing nodded in agreement, her expression thoughtful as she watched the battle unfold. "Indeed," she replied, her tone tinged with a hint of skepticism. "Their approach seems rather crude, especially when compared to the martial arts of the upper echelons."

Wang Jian cast a critical eye over Zhi Xi and her companions, noting the flaws in their technique and strategy. Though they fought with courage and determination, their movements lacked the fluidity and precision of true martial artists.

"It seems they have yet to grasp the true nature of their power," Wang Jian mused, his brow furrowed in thought. "They may be formidable against these Desolate Beasts, but against more powerful adversaries, their lack of refinement could prove to be their downfall."

As the battle raged on, Zhi Xi and her fellow disciples fought with unwavering determination, their movements fluid and precise as they dispatched one desolate beast after another. With each strike of their weapons and each burst of elemental energy, they drew closer to victory, their resolve unshakeable in the face of overwhelming odds.

Before long, the last of the desolate beasts lay slain at their feet, the battlefield strewn with the remnants of their vanquished foes. With a sense of triumph, Zhi Xi and her companions regrouped, their attention turning to a foreboding cave that loomed in the distance.

With a silent nod, Wang Jian and Yu Qing followed suit, their footsteps silent as they trailed behind Zhi Xi and her comrades, their presence masked by shadows and stealth. As they ventured deeper into the heart of the Earthly Dragon Star, their senses were heightened, their anticipation mounting with each passing moment.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the star, Lin Fei\'s journey took a sudden and unexpected turn as he stumbled upon a hidden inheritance left behind by a cultivator of the Divine Spirit Realm.

Intrigued by the prospect of unlocking its secrets, Lin Fei wasted no time in delving into the treasure trove of resources and knowledge that lay before him.

As he pored over the notes left behind by the enigmatic cultivator, Lin Fei\'s interest was piqued by a tantalizing piece of information—a massive skeleton of a powerful dragon hidden deep within the Earthly Dragon Star. According to the notes, the skeleton held great power, waiting to be unearthed by those brave enough to venture into its lair.

However, Lin Fei soon discovered that the path to the dragon\'s skeleton was fraught with danger, as it was guarded by a formidable Flood Dragon at the peak of the Divine Spirit Realm.

Undeterred by the perilous challenge that lay ahead, Lin Fei resolved to face the dragon head-on.

Lin Fei soared through the skies, his heart pounding with excitement as he neared the entrance to the cave where the Flood Dragon resided. With each passing moment, he grew more determined to claim the dragon\'s skeleton for himself, his mind filled with thoughts of the power and prestige it would bring him.

As Lin Fei soared through the skies towards the cave of the Flood Dragon, Wang Jian and Yu Qing sensed his approach, their keen senses alerting them to the presence of another cultivator nearby.

Wang Jian\'s brows furrowed in curiosity as he observed Lin Fei\'s rapid approach. "Why is he flying towards the Flood Dragon\'s cave with such haste?" he mused, his tone tinged with curiosity.

Yu Qing cast a glance in Lin Fei\'s direction, her expression thoughtful. "Perhaps he seeks the treasures hidden within the cave," she suggested, her voice barely above a whisper. "Or maybe he\'s simply drawn to the challenge of facing the Flood Dragon."

Wang Jian nodded in agreement, his gaze fixed on Lin Fei as he continued to fly towards the entrance of the cave. "Whatever his reasons may be, we should remain cautious," he replied, his tone serious.

With that, Wang Jian and Yu Qing followed after Zhi Xi and her companions, their movements swift and silent as they trailed behind the group.

As they approached the entrance to the cave, Zhi Xi and her comrades brandished their weapons, preparing themselves for the battle ahead. Wang Jian observed as they activated their Dragon Slaying Talismans, the shimmering energy enveloping their blades in a faint blue glow.

"It seems they\'ve come prepared," Wang Jian remarked, his eyes narrowing slightly as he watched the group enter the cave. "That Dragon Slaying Talisman will surely give them an advantage against the Flood Dragon."

Yu Qing nodded in agreement, her gaze fixed on the entrance to the cave. "Indeed," she replied, her tone tinged with admiration. "Crafting such a talisman requires great skill and knowledge of draconic energy. It\'s no wonder they\'re confident in their abilities."

As Zhi Xi and her companions ventured deeper into the cave, Wang Jian and Yu Qing followed after them, their footsteps echoing softly against the stone floor

As they entered the heart of the cave, Zhi Xi and her companions found themselves enveloped in a thick, suffocating darkness. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and stagnant water, the only sound the echoing drip of water from the cave walls.

With cautious steps, they moved forward, their senses alert for any sign of danger. Suddenly, they felt a powerful draconic aura wash over them, sending a shiver down their spines as they realized the enormity of the creature that lay ahead.

Suppressing their fear, Zhi Xi and her companions pressed on, their eyes scanning the darkness for any sign of movement. As they rounded a corner, they caught sight of the Flood Dragon, its massive form coiled around a small island in the center of a divine lake.

On the island stood a shrine, its walls adorned with ancient carvings and symbols. At the center of the shrine stood a pillar of light, within which lay a treasure box of great value.

"This must be what we\'ve been searching for," Zhi Xi whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her pounding heart. "The treasure box contains the blueprints for the ancient Flying Ship, as well as many other valuable artifacts."

With a sense of determination, Zhi Xi and her companions made their way towards the shrine, their footsteps echoing in the cavernous chamber. As they drew closer, they could feel the power emanating from the treasure box, its presence tantalizingly close.

But just as they reached the shrine, a low rumble echoed through the cave, causing them to freeze in their tracks. Looking up, they saw the Flood Dragon stir from its slumber, its eyes glowing with malevolent intent as it beheld the intruders in its domain.

With a roar that shook the very foundations of the cave, the Flood Dragon launched itself towards Zhi Xi and her companions, its massive form hurtling through the air with deadly precision.

"Prepare yourselves!" Zhi Xi cried, her voice ringing out in the darkness as she readied her weapon for battle. "We must defend ourselves against the Flood Dragon\'s onslaught!"

As the dragon bore down on them, Zhi Xi and her companions braced themselves for the coming fight, their hearts filled with determination as they prepared to face their greatest challenge yet.

As the Flood Dragon descended upon them with a deafening roar, Zhi Xi and her seven comrades sprang into action, their weapons flashing in the dim light of the cave. With a wave of her hand, Zhi Xi unleashed her martial elemental ability, Floral Torrent, sending a cascade of vines and flowers towards the oncoming beast.

Beside her, her companions unleashed their own martial elemental abilities, each one as diverse and powerful as the next. Mei Ling, the eldest of the group, wielded the power of lightning, her strikes crackling with energy as she danced around the dragon\'s attacks. Li Hua, with her affinity for fire, sent waves of flames licking at the dragon\'s scales, causing it to roar in pain.

As the battle raged on, it seemed as though Zhi Xi and her companions had the upper hand. The Flood Dragon, caught off guard by their ferocity and skill, struggled to defend itself against their onslaught. With each strike, they chipped away at its defenses, slowly but surely driving it back.

But just as victory seemed within their grasp, the Flood Dragon let out a deafening roar, its form beginning to shimmer and change before their eyes. With a sudden burst of power, it shed its skin, revealing itself to be not a Flood Dragon, but a Horned Dragon, far more powerful and deadly than they had anticipated.

Zhi Xi\'s heart sank as she realized their mistake, her expression turning ashen as she beheld the true form of their opponent. The Horned Dragon, sensing their fear, let out a triumphant roar, its eyes gleaming with malicious intent as it prepared to unleash its full power upon them.

With a wave of its massive claws, the Horned Dragon struck out at Zhi Xi\'s companions, its beastly water abilities sending torrents of water crashing down upon them. One by one, they fell before its onslaught, their bodies torn apart by the force of its attacks.

As Zhi Xi watched in horror, she knew that they were no match for the might of the Horned Dragon. Desperate to save her comrades, she unleashed her most powerful martial elemental abilities, calling upon the wood spirits to aid her in battle.

But even as she fought with all her strength, she could feel the Horned Dragon\'s power overwhelming her, its beastly water abilities tearing through her defenses with ease. With a final, desperate cry, Zhi Xi launched herself at the dragon, determined to protect her companions to the very end.

But it was too late. With a swift strike of its claws, the Horned Dragon cut down her comrade.