Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 776 - 395: Easy Tribulation Crossing, Obtaining the Third-Grade Opportunity

"Hand over that Divine Medicine immediately, humans."

"If you dare to resist us, your entire race will be annihilated."

Five Late-stage Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators suddenly appeared, looming high in the air.

Their forms were encased in translucent indigo scales, beneath which one could catch glimpses of swirling, dark purple demonic sigils.

Nine pairs of skeletal wings sprouted from their backs, each tipped with jagged bone spurs that churned the deep sea into corrosive, ink-colored waves as they moved.

Any human cultivator from the Black Dragon Sea Region would have recognized their lineage instantly upon seeing them.

They belonged to the Poisonous Scale Flood Dragon Race.

The former Tier Five Ancestor, known as the Five Poison Flood Dragon, was the very leader of these demon cultivators.

As members of the elite Poisonous Scale Flood Dragon clan, every one of them wielded immense combat strength and lethal toxins.

They were masters of manipulating water pressure, capable of generating Herculean force to grind their prey into mush; they could also exhale a toxic black mist that turned the sea boiling and slaughtered all marine life in its path.

Rumor has it that these flood dragons have lived in the deepest, darkest trenches of the ocean for ages, and their presence turns the surrounding waters a haunting shade of purple, petrifying all who see it.

By wielding such terrifying power, they have subjugated numerous deep-sea demon races and established themselves as undisputed overlords.

"In your dreams!"

"This Divine Medicine is a fated opportunity that we earned; we will never surrender it."

"The Great Cultivators of our human race are bound to arrive at any moment."

"If you value your lives, you should retreat right now."

Wei Hanquan let out a cold sneer, showing no sign of backing down.

He was well aware of the nature of these Poisonous Scale Flood Dragon cultivators—they were treacherous, savage, and devoid of mercy. Falling into their hands meant a fate far more gruesome than death; there was no salvation in surrender.

Standing his ground against these Poisonous Scale Flood Dragon warriors was his only path to survival.

"Heh, do you truly believe this Tier Four Array can repel our strikes?"

"That is nothing more than a delusional fantasy."

"The so-called Great Cultivators of your race aren't even present in this sea territory."

"You would have to wait until the end of time for them to show up."

"Since you are so eager to seek death, I shall grant your wish."

"The flesh and blood of four human Nascent Soul Cultivators will serve perfectly as a tonic to boost our cultivation."

"It is indeed a rare and potent supplement."

The five Poisonous Scale Flood Dragon clan members spoke with pure arrogance.

They were intimately familiar with human territories and their Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Having been at war for countless years, the two sides knew each other far too well for there to be any mystery left.

Furthermore, their resolve to seize the Divine Medicine was absolute.

Acquiring it would significantly bolster their prospects of breaking through to Tier Five.

Should a member of the Poisonous Scale Flood Dragon clan reach Tier Five, they would once again reign supreme over this sea region.

The vanishing of their previous Tier Five Ancestor had thrown the waters into turmoil.

Various races had begun warring, hoping to topple the hegemony of the Poisonous Scale Flood Dragon clan.

Even though their clan was powerful enough to crush any single rival, a unified front of sea tribes would strip them of their advantage and potentially leave them vulnerable.

Consequently, the failure to produce a new Tier Five Ancestor represented an existential threat to the Poisonous Scale Flood Dragon clan.

Because of this, they refused to let this Tier Five Spirit Medicine slip through their fingers.

Even more critically, this Tier Five Spirit Medicine could potentially allow the human race to produce a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.

Such an event would be an absolute disaster for the many demon tribes of the abyss.

Without another word, the five Late-stage Nascent Soul Flood Dragons attacked. With a collective roar, they unleashed terrifying beams of black energy, teeming with distorted dark runes and radiating an aura of pure destruction.

Boom~~~

Five pillars of dark energy slammed violently into the Array Barrier.

"How can this be?!"

Wei Hanquan, Shi Hongyi, Ge Hanrong, and Fei Quansheng—all Early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators—were paralyzed with shock. They watched as their supposedly impenetrable Array Barrier failed to last even a second against the black energy beams.

The horrific black venom ate through the Array Barrier instantly, leaving it riddled with holes.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Tier Four Defensive Array Barrier collapsed with a thunderous crash.

Even the Array Plates buried around the perimeter were now covered in cracks, rendered completely useless.

They had believed the Tier Four Array would allow them to hold out for a significant amount of time or at least stall the enemy, but they never imagined it wouldn't even last for a single breath.

They had clearly underestimated the overwhelming might of these Late-stage Nascent Soul Flood Dragons.

As the supreme rulers of the sea clans who had fought the humans for eons, these flood dragons possessed truly staggering destructive capabilities.

"Ignorant humans, behold the Innate Divine Technique of our Poisonous Scale Flood Dragon clan—the Five Poison Divine Light."

"Even the strongest Array Barriers are dissolved by this magnificent poison."

"The idea that a Tier Four Array could stop us is laughable."

"However, do not worry; we won't slaughter you just yet."

"Instead, we shall enslave you Nascent Soul cultivators and keep you as human pets."

The Nascent Soul cultivators of the Poisonous Scale Flood Dragon clan chuckled darkly. They had revised their intent; simply killing human Nascent Souls was a waste of resources.

Enslaving them as human pets was a far better option.

This way, they could plant moles within human society to gather intelligence on their internal affairs.