The Path to Another World

After learning the whole story, the old Taoist smiled disdainfully and arrogantly went alone to challenge the sea monster, of course, he didn't recognize Orochi at all. He calmly watched as the Orochi, which was dozens of times his own size, stirred up towering waves, rising from the seabed like a giant fortress, without showing a trace of fear. He silently hovered in the air, waiting for the eight-headed serpent to reveal its full form.

"You came alone? Human? Did you come to deliver some snacks? I haven't eaten meat for days, hahaha!" The eight heads of Orochi roared with a ferocious laugh, their tongues flicking and green venomous mist spraying out. He had already sensed that the opponent's strength was superior to his own, but he had the advantage of terrain. Fighting in the water would allow him to unleash his full fighting power, and his body was incredibly strong. Moreover, as long as his eight heads weren't completely destroyed, he wouldn't die, essentially having eight lives. So he decided to take a gamble, because he felt the attraction of this body to him. He believed that as long as he absorbed the energy within, he could advance his cultivation to the next level. Greedy saliva dripped down his face.

"You are very arrogant. Do you know who I am? Since you have injured so many people, I will subdue you today to prevent you from causing harm to the world!" The Azure Dragon had long sensed Orochi's gaze upon him, but he was unconcerned. He was a dragon, the supreme being among beasts. Why would he be afraid of Orochi's little bit of spiritual pressure?

"I don't care who you are? You're here today, so don't even think about leaving! Stay here!" Seeing the contempt in the other's eyes, Orochi roared angrily, slapping its tail wildly on the sea surface, creating towering waves that formed a massive tsunami that brought catastrophic disaster to the coast.

Seeing the still unrepentant Orochi, still causing trouble, the tragic destruction of houses along the coast, and the people struggling to escape being swept away by the giant waves, Qinglong's face turned cold. He said coldly, "When you go down there to report, don't forget to tell Yama that you were killed by Qinglong. It's a pity you probably won't even have a chance to go down there!" After saying that, he looked at him with the same eyes as if he were looking at a dead man and roared, "Azure Dragon Strike!" He immediately used his ultimate technique, and a giant blue dragon formed from energy pounced towards Orochi with bared fangs and claws. Its sharp claws gleamed with a cold light, and it was likely that if anyone touched it, the consequences would be dire.

Seeing the Azure Dragon so easily provoked, Orochi, to make the performance more convincing and achieve the desired effect, chuckled loudly, "I'll see just how powerful this so-called Azure Dragon Envoy really is! I've never tasted dragon meat before, it must be quite delicious. Today I'm going to have my fill of dragon meat!" Its enormous tail, like a long whip lashing from the horizon, its dark scales gleaming with a dark light, told others of its extraordinary fighting power. The powerful force occasionally tore open tiny spatial rifts in the space it passed through. Finally, the two collided. As expected, there was no violent explosion. The entire energy dragon was instantly reduced to ashes upon contact, dissipating into the purest energy between heaven and earth. Its seemingly sharp claws only left a few white marks on Orochi's tail, failing to penetrate its defenses at all!

Seeing that Qinglong's attack had failed, Orochi laughed arrogantly, "Qinglong Envoy, what's wrong? Is that all you've got? Why are you getting worse and worse? Why don't you get out of here sooner or later, and you might still have a way out." In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a middle-aged man with black hair and a black robe. His face was extremely ugly, and a sinister and ruthless smile was always on his lips, provoking Qinglong.

Seeing his attack so easily thwarted, failing to harm his opponent in the slightest, a chill ran through him. He realized he had underestimated his opponent. His opponent was clearly prepared. And to think that his opponent had even transformed into human form, abandoning their physical advantage, was even more contemptible. With a roar, a fighting spirit he hadn't felt in years surged forth. A powerful, chilling aura soared into the sky, and he transformed into a black shadow, appearing before Orochi in the blink of an eye. His fists unleashed a barrage of punches, creating a blur of motion as they targeted Orochi's vital points. Like a still maiden, swift as a rabbit, his explosive power perfectly showcased the Azure Dragon's astonishing combat prowess—his man was like lightning, his fists like thunder.

Seeing the enraged Azure Dragon, Orochi couldn't help but reveal a cunning smile of triumph. He charged forward defiantly, knowing full well the Azure Dragon's terrifying power; even in his true form, he had no chance of victory. His current task was merely to buy time. If he could hold the Azure Dragon off for a quarter of an hour, someone else would deal with him. His hands were covered in dense, dark, shimmering scales, which generated a nauseating venomous wind as he clashed with the Azure Dragon.

Both abandoned their physical advantages and profound Taoist techniques, relying entirely on their physical strength to clash head-on. Each punch landed with a visceral, muffled, yet explosive sound. It was at this moment that Qinglong revealed his immense destructive power. His strong hands, powerful whip kicks, and hard head became his weapons. While Orochi's speed wasn't fast, his strength was on a completely different level compared to Qinglong. Orochi dared not even attempt to block Qinglong's full-force punch. A series of attacks slammed heavily into Orochi's body. Although he tried to avoid vital areas, the blows still stung. The domineering and powerful force penetrated his body, making it impossible for him to muster any strength; the pain was deep in his bones. Of course, the Azure Dragon was not entirely unscathed. Relying on its unparalleled defensive power, its azure scales shimmered with light, completely reflecting back the majority of the force. The damage it received was estimated to be only one-tenth, negligible compared to Orochi's swollen eyes and bloodied mouth.

Orochi dodged the claw that was about to strike its heart, using its shoulder to block the powerful blow. Using the force of the attack, it retreated far away, flying dozens of kilometers in the blink of an eye. "Trying to run? You have no chance!" The Azure Dragon coldly laughed, watching Orochi retreat.

After being struck again, Orochi glared fiercely at the Azure Dragon, who was preparing to attack again. He spat out a mouthful of blood and said fiercely, "Run away? I'm not that kind of coward! Return to your original form!" Instantly, he returned to his original form as an eight-headed serpent. He knew that he was no match for the Azure Dragon in terms of physical strength. If things continued like this, he would probably meet his maker in less than fifteen minutes. Only by using the advantage of his original form might he have a chance.

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