Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Black flames surged forth from the nameless figure like a tidal wave. Although the dragon's heartbeat in the deep sea occasionally weakened, Ye Jingchen's momentum surged forward relentlessly.

The blade sliced ​​through the transparent amniotic sac, and a blood-tinged, flocculent substance flowed out, floating in the seawater.

The black creature curled up inside the embryo seemed to sense the terrifying ghostly fire, and actually opened its left eye. The vertical pupil with a golden ring and a black iris shone brightly in the sea, as brilliant as a star.

The Bluetooth headset carried the incessant chatter of the group.

Unafraid of even nuclear bombs, it remained dormant until it was awakened by the Netherfire.

Yuan Zhisheng: "Ye Sang, if you're going to make a move, you should discuss it with us first!"

Yuan Zhinv: "Yes, Ye Sang, it's too dangerous for you to act so rashly!"

Jiu Deya: "Executive Ye, is there anything we can help you with now?"

A submarine pilot from the Snake Clan asked, "Deputy Director Ye, may we now return to the surface?"

Ye Jingchen listened to everyone's nonsense without responding; he needed to concentrate now.

Looking at the monster curled up in the transparent membrane at the bottom of the sea, Ye Jingchen thought to himself, "Little devil Lu Mingze's pet, here I come!"

Ye Jingchen gripped the hilt of the nameless sword with both hands and thrust the sword down towards its forehead!

Drinking from the Milky Way, drunk and asleep in the Moon Palace.

With a hum, as if it had been driven into a solid rock, Ye Jingchen looked closely and saw that the seawater in front of the black monster's head had somehow formed a transparent ice wall!

The black monster raised its head, which emerged from the unmarked tear in the amniotic sac, its slender neck stretched out like a towering pillar in stagnant water.

Once the black monster stopped stretching out in front of Ye Jingchen, Ye Jingchen was finally able to see its complete appearance!

It was a giant snake covered in black scales!

Even in its nascent stage, it is no exaggeration to call it a giant snake.

The black giant snake has gill fins that resemble bat wings on its cheeks, and thin fleshy membranes connect the spiky bones.

It has a small, pointed horn on the tip of its nose, like a dragon from mythology.

Because the giant black snake was forced to hatch from an embryo, it still has an umbilical cord attached to its abdomen, connecting it to the placenta.

Ye Jingchen could clearly hear the sound of its black scales rubbing against each other in the deep sea, as if hundreds of millions of red-headed bullet ants were gnawing on the skull of a mammoth.

The lower half of the black serpent's body resembled a long-dried-up red well, with rusty, interlocking iron chains piled up and encircling it haphazardly, vaguely resembling a "Möbius strip".

The Möbius strip is amazing; if you cut it straight down along the central loop, you don't get two loops, but rather a much larger Möbius strip.

Just like the resurrection of dragons, when an old dragon is killed, a new dragon will emerge. The new dragon learns from the lessons of the old dragon's death and becomes even more powerful than the old dragon!

The giant black serpent opened its massive mouth, gathering dragon breath within. Blood-red light emanated from the flesh of its cheeks and neck!

Deep blue ice flames shot out from its mouth, and wherever they passed, the surrounding seawater condensed into white crystal pillars.

Ye Jingchen calmly dodged the cold ice flames, shattered the crystal pillar with his sword, and continued charging towards the black snake.

Black ghost fire and blue ice flames spread across the sea like an ink painting, freely and unrestrainedly.

An eternally burning flame, wielding a dragon-slaying blade.

The newly born black giant serpent had not fully recovered its memories, nor its abilities; it was already at its limit after merely spitting out a single burst of ice flame.

The last stroke of life is the first stroke of death; the first stroke of death is the last stroke of life.

The black giant serpent has just been reborn.

Its deep, dark pupils, with their golden rings, watched as Ye Jingchen, holding the nameless sword, charged toward it, as if awaiting the pronouncement of death. This time, it would not have the chance to spin a cocoon and lay eggs; it would be a true annihilation.

"Word of Power: Sword Control!"

"Word of Power - Immortality!"

"Word of Power: Moment!"

Control, defense, and speed are all integrated.

Ye Jingchen raised the Nameless Sword, which was wrapped in black Netherfire, and swung it down at the black snake's huge head!

Like Nezha, the god of war draped in a red sash, he descended from the clouds on his fiery wheels, slaying the Bull Demon with his sword.

Boom!

The giant serpent's head fell onto the white sand on the seabed, its vertical pupils, with their golden rings and black kernels, still open.

A column of bright red blood gushed out from the blood vessels in his neck, like a high-pressure water pipe bursting, spreading as mist in the sea.

Its massive body, like a roller coaster track, still stands there quietly, showing no sign of falling.

Ye Jingchen lightly touched the black snake's corpse with the tip of his nameless sword. Black flames instantly surged from the severed head wound to the tip of its tail, engulfing its entire body.

In the deep sea, burn it to ashes.

In the pitch-black depths of the sea, Ye Jingchen's pair of crimson-gold eyes receded like the tide. He felt dizzy and his eyelids kept drooping as he stumbled in the sea.

With the Sword Control Domain closed, Nameless no longer provided him with support, and his body began to slowly sink.

The immortality was deactivated, and the faint metallic sheen on his body disappeared.

It shut down in an instant.

Using three incantations simultaneously caused his body's oxygen consumption to rise rapidly. The oxygen tank that was originally enough for a normal adult male to breathe for half an hour was completely used up by Ye Jingchen in an instant.

In fact, he had already run out of oxygen. The reason he was able to kill the black snake was largely due to his own tenacious will.

Everyone inside the submarine felt a shiver run down their spines as they watched Ye Jingchen descend.

Yuan Zhisheng: "Ye Sang!"

Yuan Zhennu: "Ye Sang!"

The members of the Snake Clan: "Deputy Director Ye!"

Shudeya: "We shouldn't have let him go!"

Chen Motong put on the glass helmet, carried an oxygen tank on his back and another in his hand, and said, "I'm going to save him!"

Shudeya: "I'll go with you!"

Chen Motong waved his hand, "I'm enough on my own."

After saying that, Ryoma Echizen, the pilot, opened the hatch.

Chen Motong swam out.

The black serpent's blood mist, carried by the flow of the sea, arrived at the stone gate of the White King Nibelungen.

The gargoyle crouching on the lintel opened its nostrils, greedily sucking the blood of the black snake.

The terrifying purity of the dragon bloodline instantly caused the gargoyle's eyelids, which were stitched together by dragon tendons, to burst open, its eyeballs exploding and its toothless mouth opening wide!

The stone gate in the sea suddenly opened!

It isolates the seawater and emits a powerful attraction, like a whirlpool!

Chen Motong, dressed in a red and white diving suit, had just grabbed Ye Jingchen's arm as he was sinking, holding an oxygen tank, when he and Ye Jingchen were sucked into the stone gate!

"Ye Jingchen, wake up! Ye Jingchen..."