Chapter Ninety-Nine: Who Are You?

Supreme Lord of All Races in the Primordial Era Lord Creator 2465 words 2026-04-13 05:58:24

At this moment, along the banks of the Luo River, a vast expanse of water stretched as far as the eye could see. Countless humans, carrying their heavy belongings and accompanied by their families, climbed to higher ground, struggling to escape the encroaching floodwaters.

Zong Bu, riding on a cloud, arrived swiftly with Princess Mi. Seeing the miserable plight of the people below, he furrowed his brow deeply, his heart burning with an urgent desire to eliminate the monstrous calamity that plagued the world.

“That creature is truly loathsome!” Princess Mi’s eyes fixed on the suffering crowd beneath, her teeth clenched in anger as she stared toward the gathering dark clouds at the center of the Luo River. The joy she felt just moments ago upon leaving home had vanished in an instant.

“Princess, I sense that this monster is no ordinary being. Perhaps you should wait here while I investigate further?” Zong Bu glanced toward the center of the river but his brow was marked by a trace of concern, clearly sensing a pressure equal to his own.

Princess Mi looked up at Zong Bu and, seeing his cautious expression, nodded in agreement. Although she was somewhat playful by nature, she understood the gravity of the situation.

“Please wait here, Princess. I will be back shortly!” Zong Bu breathed a quiet sigh of relief upon her consent. He had truly feared that she might insist on accompanying him, which would have been dangerous. After all, the Human Sovereign had specifically entrusted him with her safety, and he could not bear the consequences should anything befall her.

“Wretched creature! How dare you wreak havoc among the human race!” Zong Bu stood upon the Luo River, facing a monstrous figure resembling an octopus but covered entirely in silvery-gray dragon scales. He let out a sharp command, then drew an arrow from his collection of rare spiritual treasures, aiming to strike.

“You humans are mere vermin, daring to act recklessly before me!” The creature, enraged at Zong Bu’s presence, flipped over and roared in fury.

His name was Bing Yi. His father was a dragon, his mother a great Golden Immortal deity. Yet he was a freak of nature, his form unnatural—his upper body human, but his lower half composed of two dragon tails. Because of this, his parents despised him and cast him aside.

Though cultivation was generally difficult for demons, Bing Yi was an exception. His progress was on par with some divine beings. Now, he had reached the peak of the Great Golden Immortal stage. His physical body was extraordinarily powerful, comparable even to some weaker quasi-saints.

Having never encountered a true superior, and lacking proper education, Bing Yi developed a haughty and disdainful personality. To him, humans were little more than vermin to be crushed beneath his feet.

Therefore, he never cared for human lives. His presence at the Luo River was merely to rest; the destruction caused by his thrashing was of no concern to him.

“Despicable! Prepare to die!” Zong Bu’s anger flared upon hearing the monster refer to humans as vermin. He drew his bow and released the arrow toward the creature below.

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“Ah! Vermin, you’ve hurt me!” Bing Yi barely paid attention at first; in his true form, Zong Bu was little more than an insignificant ant in his eyes. The arrow was almost negligible. Yet now it was deeply embedded in his flesh, unleashing a terrifying destructive force that made him howl in pain.

“Boom!”

With Bing Yi’s rage, the entire Luo River churned violently. Dark clouds gathered overhead, punctuated by flashes of lightning.

But Zong Bu paid no heed. His fingers moved swiftly, launching a volley of arrows at Bing Yi’s vital points. His figure darted nimbly, evading the monster’s furious swipes and wild attacks.

For a time, Bing Yi’s massive body became a living target, unable to catch even a glimpse of Zong Bu despite his relentless thrashing.

“Argh! Cursed!” Bing Yi roared in frustration. Never before had he been so cornered since birth, and he rampaged even more fiercely.

Meanwhile, as the battle raged, the floodwaters surged further. Some high ground that had previously been safe was swiftly submerged, plunging countless humans who had just escaped their suffering back into crisis.

Princess Mi watched the scene with mounting anxiety. Yet, young and playful as she was, her cultivation had not even reached the Immortal level, limiting what she could do.

“Princess, watch out!” Suddenly, Zong Bu shouted toward her.

Looking up, Princess Mi saw a massive wave, heavy with terrifying pressure, rushing toward her. Her face paled. She could have dodged it with desperate effort, but behind her were countless innocent human civilians. How could she bear to abandon them and flee?

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“Princess Mi is indeed cursed.”

In the Heavenly Court, Li Tian and Nuwa had naturally noticed the unfolding scene.

With their divine sight, it was easy to detect the trace of heavenly cause-and-effect energy within the colossal wave.

They would never permit Princess Mi to perish so easily. The fragment of heavenly cause-and-effect was slight and could be offset with a modest amount of merit, causing them no significant harm.

“Disperse!”

Li Tian’s mind moved, and a vast force descended across the void toward the mortal realm.

As this great power arrived, the towering wave dissipated instantly. Li Tian sensed the trace of cause-and-effect energy transfer to himself but was quickly neutralized by the merit within him. Relieved, he gave a nod.

With a flick of his finger, a flash of radiant light appeared. Before Princess Mi could react, she was transported to the Heavenly Court.

“Princess?!” Zong Bu, witnessing the wave vanish and Princess Mi disappear, was struck with horror. Yet Bing Yi, now in a frenzy, demanded his full attention.

Gritting his teeth, Zong Bu resumed his battle with the monster.

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Meanwhile, in the celestial realm, Princess Mi found herself suddenly transported there. She looked around at the picturesque surroundings, filled with both awe and alarm.

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