Immortality Starts With Ignorant Heart Sword Art

Chapter 255: A Beautiful Day with No Wind or Rain

"Without my permission, the younger generation, whether human, demon, or dragon, don't even think about condensing a drop of rain today!"

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Arrogant, domineering, and presumptuous... Zhong Cang, who spoke such words, seemed to think of himself as the Heavenly Emperor, giving orders to his subjects.

This attitude of treating the younger generation as servants completely infuriated the humans, demons, and dragons.

"You bastard, who do you think you are!"

"No permission? We will make it rain, regardless of your permission!"

"Zhong Cang, do you really think you're invincible!"

"How dare you order us, the Dragon Race! Who gave you the courage, you lowly bastard..."

Provoked by Zhong Cang's words, various expressions of dissatisfaction were vented below.

Among the three races, it was not the humans who were the most angry.

Zhong Cang had already proven his strength in the Cloud Dream Heavenly Domain.

Moreover, they ultimately belonged to the human race and the Dao Alliance, in the same camp.

Being looked down upon by Zhong Cang was indeed unpleasant.

But when they realized that Zhong Cang's arrogance was not only directed at themselves but also at other races, their displeasure diminished.

Especially the cultivators of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Domain, who had been suppressed by Zhong Cang before, felt a different kind of pleasure as they watched Zhong Cang provoke others.

"Let's fight."

"We can't be the only ones to suffer."

"I want to see blood flowing like a river..."

"Come to think of it, it doesn't seem so embarrassing to lose to Zhong Cang."

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The humans, especially those who had been defeated by Zhong Cang, were now somewhat indifferent to the situation.

Some cultivators who had a sense of pride for their race even wanted to see Zhong Cang suppress the water race and the dragon offspring.

There was nothing they could do. Many Dragon Race members had always considered themselves perfect beings, and their arrogance was disliked by many cultivators.

However, they were in the mood to watch the show.

But the water race and the dragon offspring felt deeply offended.

The ability to Call the Wind and Summon the Rain had always been considered the authority of the Dragon Race. Now, Zhong Cang was saying that without his permission, the dragon offspring in front of him couldn't even condense a drop of rain. This was completely putting himself above the Dragon Race and slapping them in the face.

Repeatedly.

Ordinary cultivators couldn't tolerate such a thing, let alone the Dragon Race, who were full of arrogance and believed themselves to be perfect beings.

At this moment, those dragon offspring looked at Zhong Cang with eyes that were slightly red.

Yesterday's Sword Cry was too shocking, making some people wary. Otherwise, Long Zi would have already come up to fight Zhong Cang in a bloody battle.

Outside of Long Zi, the hatred of the aquatic race towards Zhong Cang has a taste of a master being insulted and a servant dying.

They have always felt that their lives are wonderful when they rely on the Dragon Race and consider the Dragon Race Supreme to be noble.

Attaching themselves to the Dragon Race and becoming the dogs of the Dragon Race, they consider it their honor.

As a result, Zhong Cang not only did not join the Dragon Race, but also despised them, and deluded himself into standing above the Dragon Race.

Their goddess, whom they licked, was insulted by others, naturally making them angry.

Even their anger in their hearts surpasses that of the Dragon Race.

"How dare you insult the great Dragon Race, I will kill you..."

"The Dragon Race must not be insulted!"

"You must use your blood to repay..."

"Splurt!" "Splurt!" "Splurt!"

The furious aquatic race, many of them rushed towards Zhong Cang.

Then, halfway through the charge, the bodies of these aquatic creatures fell silently, as if their souls had been extinguished.

However, when the aquatic race died, Zhong Cang did nothing, and even looked at them with some disdain.

There was no targeting, only hostility towards Zhong Cang resulted in mass deaths.

This scene shocked many people, and even some hot-headed aquatic creatures froze, and the anger in their hearts also rapidly subsided.

The fear of death surpassed their admiration for the Dragon Race.

The death of those few people also brought silence to the world.

After a while, Zhong Cang's leisurely voice echoed in the world.

"If you are unwilling to believe me, or unable to comprehend a power that surpasses your imagination, that's not bad. Keep that mentality for now and challenge me."

"Lure, unite, ignite blood, erupt, use all your means."

"If you don't go all out, it will make me bored."

"Bastard, I've said it before, don't be too arrogant! Call the Wind, Summon the Rain, it is the authority of my Dragon Race!"

Provoked by Zhong Cang's condescending attitude, the son of the Black Jiao, Black Scale, could no longer bear it. With a dragon's roar, it began to summon the wind and rain.

"Roar!"

The earth-shattering dragon's roar emitted a special rhythm. Under this rhythm, everyone could feel the aura of the wind, the aura of water, and even the meaning of flowing wind and flowing water gradually becoming active under the stimulation of this rhythm.

And this wind, rain, and thunder also seemed to gather together with the call of Black Scale.

But in the end, the flowing wind and flowing water only trembled and did not gather together.

A more majestic and unparalleled will emanated towards the flowing water and flowing wind, expressing its own intentions.

Under that will, the wind and rain were like obedient subjects who heard orders and did not dare to move.

In this way, after the first dragon's roar, there was no wind or rain in the world, and the sky was clear.

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This peculiar scene brought silence to the heavens and the earth, but then, startled and even horrified discussions began to arise around.

"Hiss... It actually managed to suppress the ability of the Dragon Race to Call the Wind, Summon the Rain!"

"The Black Jiao is not a true dragon..."

"The Jiao and the dragon are not much different anymore. Calling the Wind, Summoning the Rain is their prerogative..."

"Goodness, Zhong Cang wouldn't really suppress the Dragon Race as he claimed, would he?"

"Now we have a good show to watch. If Zhong Cang gives the order to suppress the Dragon Race's ability to Call the Wind, Summon the Rain, then the Dragon Race will become a laughingstock."

"...I'm actually a bit excited."

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There were still many human cultivators gathered in the Dragon Palace City. At this moment, most of them, except for a few, had expressions of anticipation.

However, while they could watch the show easily, the aquatic descendants were terrified.

"Where is the wind? Where is the rain? Damn it, why aren't they responding to Lord Hei Lin's call..."

"It's over!"

"This is impossible!"

"Why panic? Lord Hei Lin hasn't used his full power yet... Yes, that must be it. Lord Hei Lin definitely hasn't used his full power!"

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Black Lin was unaware of the discussions of others and had no intention to pay attention to them.

When he realized that the spiritual energy of wind and rain, which used to move according to his will, had no response to his call, Black Lin was momentarily panicked.

But soon, he calmed down and began his second call.

"Roar!!!"

This time, he mobilized all the spiritual energy within him, fully stimulating his talent, wanting to gather the wind and rain.

In the past, doing so would darken the sky and cover an area of tens of miles with dark clouds.

But this time, the heavens and the earth remained calm.

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This scene made the aquatic descendants even more silent.

Black Lin couldn't accept it either.

"This is impossible! Reverse Scale!"

Unwilling to believe and unable to accept this result, Black Lin directly shattered his own reverse scale.

Dragons have reverse scales, and touching them would make them furious.

This is the fatal weakness of dragons and dragon-blooded creatures, but shattering the reverse scale would also put them in a state of blood rage, greatly increasing their strength.

The reverse scale of a dragon is a life-saving technique that is as famous as the Heavenly Demon's disintegration method.

"Roar!!!!!!"

In the state of fighting for his life, Black Lin's strength did indeed increase greatly.

Its dragon's roar, vast and long, even spread thirty li away.

Hearing this dragon's roar, many cultivators felt a heavy weight on their hearts, as if a giant stone was pressing down on them.

The impact on the aquatic descendants was even greater.

Under the dragon's might, many aquatic beings directly fainted.

Among those still standing, many were trembling.

The vast and long dragon's roar, the domineering dragon's might, all made it clear that Hei Lin was not weak.

However, it was unfortunate that as strong as it was, Zhong Cang was even more extraordinary.

Even though it roared for three minutes, until it vomited blood from its dragon's head, the world... remained calm!

This scene was just as Zhong Cang had said, without his permission, whether you were human, demon, or dragon, you couldn't even gather a drop of rainwater!

"Roar..."

As the roar reached its end, the sound of the dragon's roar in the world gradually faded.

This was not the sound of a great sound becoming silent, but the result of Hei Lin, who had exerted all its strength... exceeding its limits, injuring its throat, and becoming hoarse.

"Cough, cough, puchi..."

Roaring with all its might caused Hei Lin to cough up blood incessantly.

Triggering its reverse scales had also consumed a large amount of its essence blood, making its body extremely weak.

At this moment, Hei Lin was already seriously injured.

However, the injuries on its body were nothing compared to the heavy blow to its soul.

"Cough, why... why is it like this... how can he be so strong!"

It didn't understand why, even though they were both at the Foundation Building stage, that person, who had issued a decree, as the favored child of heaven and earth, couldn't even gather a bit of Feng Shui.

You should know that "Call the Wind, Summon the Rain" was its strongest talent.

Having its mental defenses broken made it somewhat unwilling to accept, and it even developed fear towards Zhong Cang.

Especially when it looked up at Zhong Cang after its failure, the fear in its heart reached its peak.

Zhong Cang and the crowd from Cloud Firmament Sect were on a high platform.

When looking up, Hei Lin, whose mind was captured, inexplicably felt that Zhong Cang seemed to be sitting on a majestic and solemn palace, rather than a high platform.

The palace was surrounded by clouds and mist, grand and magnificent, like a heavenly palace.

Sitting on the palace, Zhong Cang had an indescribable majesty, like a Heavenly Emperor overlooking the mortal world.

Looking at this scene, a sense of submission unexpectedly appeared in Hei Lin's heart.

"This is... the Heavenly Emperor. To be defeated by such a great existence, it seems like my honor..."

Fear, terror, hatred, disgust, disbelief... all these emotions, when Hei Lin looked up at Zhong Cang, transformed into reverence and admiration.

Moreover, the scene of Zhong Cang high above in the heavenly palace, like a Heavenly Emperor, was deeply engraved in Hei Lin's soul.

Even though Hei Lin lowered its head afterwards and no longer looked, the majestic figure of Zhong Cang was still engraved in its heart.

Accompanying the engraving in its soul was the reverence and admiration for Zhong Cang.

(End of this chapter)