The Path to Another World

Seeing Orochi revert to its original form, its eight heads spewing eight different types of energy, looking utterly ferocious, the Azure Dragon rubbed its fist, which was still a little sore from the earlier beating, and coldly laughed, "A beast is a beast! You think you have a chance in your original form? Then I'll make you die willingly! Azure Dragon Transformation!" The Azure Dragon, still rushing through the air, instantly transformed into its original form as well. Its horns resembled a deer's, its head a bull's, its mouth a crocodile's, its eyes a turtle's, its ears a bull's, its scales a fish's, its whiskers a shrimp's, its length a snake's, and its feet an eagle's. Its back was covered with eighty-one azure scales, forming the number nine, representing extreme yang. It wasn't a bulky, behemoth; its body, several tens of feet long, was noble yet powerful, perfectly formed. Riding the clouds, it instantly attacked Orochi at twice its previous speed, its five claws gleaming with a cold light, enough to pierce any defense. An overwhelming aura emanated from the dragon, causing all the birds and beasts within a radius of tens of kilometers to stop and tremble, bowing in worship to the Azure Dragon.

Dragons are the absolute kings among beastmen, and within the animal kingdom, a hierarchical pressure exists. The previously arrogant Orochi suddenly felt short of breath, a strange irritation rising within him. Although his strength was considerable, his true form was merely a snake, incomparable to the Azure Dragon, and thus he felt the pressure. Orochi's expression turned grim. He had assumed the difference in strength between them was only one level, and that he wouldn't be greatly affected, his fighting ability unaffected. Who knew the outcome would be so cruel? Seeing the Azure Dragon rushing towards him, Orochi could only bite his lip hard, suppressing his rage and enduring the pressure. There was no turning back now. Even if he escaped today, he would surely be relentlessly hunted down by the Azure Dragon until his death. It was better to wait for reinforcements to arrive and eliminate the Azure Dragon once and for all, even at a cost. Thinking of this, one of Orochi's heads spewed out a cloud of dark green poisonous mist that enveloped the space in front of it. Clearly, the poisonous mist was extraordinary, directly corroding the space with crackling sounds and occasionally creating spatial cracks, demonstrating its terrifying toxicity. Anyone below the Golden Immortal level would die upon contact, and even their soul would not escape the fate of annihilation. Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would face considerable trouble if accidentally touched by it.

Looking at the poisonous fog before him, the Azure Dragon's enormous face revealed a human-like sneer. Didn't it know that the Dragon Clan was the head of the Four Auspicious Beasts? They possessed the greatest purifying power over such unclean and filthy things. A white light flowed around its body as it fearlessly passed through the green poisonous fog. Wherever the white light passed, the poisonous fog automatically avoided it as if it had encountered a natural enemy, allowing it to move freely.

Orochi stared in astonishment as the Azure Dragon, completely unharmed, passed right through his life-force-powered technique, a flicker of panic washing over him. Another head snapped back, unleashing several bolts of lightning as thick as bowls, aimed at the Azure Dragon's head as it emerged from the poisonous mist. The Azure Dragon chuckled. Using lightning magic in front of dragons? Wasn't that like showing off one's skills before an expert? Every time a dragon appeared, it was accompanied by deafening thunderbolts! With a cold laugh, it met the lightning bolts head-on with its horns, absorbing them completely without a ripple. Orochi, witnessing this, was utterly dumbfounded, blinking in disbelief. How could this be? Was he seeing things?

Seeing Orochi still standing there in a daze, Qinglong laughed, "Since you want to play, I'll give it back to you! Kui Water Lightning, unleash!" Wisps of lightning began to gather between his two horns, and more and more spiritual energy began to be drawn from the sea. Kui Water Lightning was originally a water-attribute attack, and what was the most abundant thing in this sea? Water! The dense water element quickly gathered, and Kui Water Lightning grew thicker and thicker, forming a huge bolt of lightning almost as thick as a bucket in a short time, creating a spatial rift that struck Orochi head-on.

As Kui Shui Zhi Lei continued absorbing water elements along its path, even before reaching Yaqi, it sensed an aura of death, its expression drastically changing. It hadn't expected the Azure Dragon's attack to be so powerful. Feeling itself locked onto by Yaqi's mental focus, unable to dodge, and knowing its massive body couldn't withstand the lightning's speed, it gritted its teeth, spitting out a trickle of blood, and once again unleashed a serpentine bolt of lightning towards the approaching Kui Shui Zhi Lei. Unexpectedly, Kui Shui, being yin and all-encompassing, absorbed Yaqi's lightning bolt without hesitation, and without pause, blasted directly towards one of Yaqi's heads.

The already terrifying attack, combined with Orochi's own full-force strike, tore a large spatial rift open, slamming into his head before he could even react. Even with his incredibly strong body and scales providing defense, it was utterly ineffective. Under such a devastating blow, he could only helplessly explode, shattering into pieces like a watermelon violently smashed. Seeing this, Azure Dragon naturally wouldn't let such a golden opportunity slip by. Strike while the iron is hot; this was the best tactic. Did they think they could be polite in a life-or-death battle? Since ancient times, the victor is king, the loser is a bandit; no one sympathizes with the defeated. In an instant, his body transformed into a blur, flying towards Orochi's numerous heads.

"Ah..." The immense pain drove him mad, and he roared wildly. The other seven heads endured the same agony, raising their heads and groaning in unison. Suddenly, everything went black, as if a figure had flashed past. A sense of foreboding washed over them, and they were about to dodge when they felt a sharp pain in their necks, as if something had ripped them open. One of the heads was shocked to see that the Azure Dragon in the distance seemed to be holding something. How could it look so familiar? Wasn't that one of their own heads? They realized that in that instant, the Azure Dragon had ambushed them and severed another head. In a mere moment, they had lost two heads. The remaining heads of Orochi roared wildly to the sky, ignoring their wounds. They unleashed spells of all kinds as if they were free, attacking the still-taunting Azure Dragon. Regardless of whether they could inflict any damage on him, they were screaming in their hearts that they must kill this person before them and avenge their humiliation. They had to.

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