Starting My Cultivation With Time Management-Chapter 858 - 96 Burying the Little White Dragon Alive

Chapter 858 -96 Burying the Little White Dragon Alive

By Long Long’s standards, if our lair could be breached, it’s clear that Eastern State’s intelligence department needs a thorough cleansing.

Those who neglect their duties and merely occupy their positions without contribution should be eliminated!

However, upon further thought, this world of Cultivation and immortal heroes indeed harbors all sorts of bizarre and unheard-of mystical methods.

Take, for example, the illusions of Mirror Flower Water Moon and the Time-Space Teleportation Technique of the Kunlun Mirror; who could have imagined such miraculous Spells? That’s why Long Long could create alternate identities, infiltrating the major forces undetected—not because these forces lack insight, but who could expect the unexpected ‘reload’ of a situation!

Conversely, it’s not surprising that the combined Qilin-White Tiger forces possess methods that can slip past the Dragon Clan’s surveillance along the Eastern State’s border.

As for the Strange Dragon Clan being unprepared, it’s somewhat too harsh to blame them. After all, a normal person’s first instinct upon seeing others struck by lightning would be to flee far away, not to join in and get struck as well.

The only one to blame is oneself for underestimating one’s importance and the White Tiger Divine General’s resolution to kill oneself!

Long Long heaved a sigh, realizing that he was not in a position to deal with these suicidal attackers at this time.

Especially since there was still a cluster of Tribulation Lightning gathering above his head!

Outside, under the leadership of the Clan Leader Qin Beiwang, the elders were also going all out, sparing no effort to thwart the suicidal attackers’ advance.

Charging at the forefront was none other than the Ancestral Azure Dragon, who had revealed his Azure Dragon True Form and was emitting furious and thunderous dragon roars in the distance.

The Immortal Level might of the Dragon’s Might immobilized some of the suicidal attackers, but even more had quickly and skillfully escaped the range of the Dragon’s Might before it descended upon them.

Clearly, someone had gathered information on the Dragon’s Might of the Ancestral Azure Dragon, calculated its range, and had the suicidal attackers rehearse accordingly in advance.

With the Ancestral Azure Dragon’s intervention, the remaining attackers, realizing their dire situation, had blood light erupt from their fur, evidently triggering some kind of malevolent Secret Technique that damaged their origins and broke through their Cultivation Level, significantly increasing their flying speed in an instant.

They dashed at full speed toward the area covered by the Tribulation clouds!

The Dragon Clan also unleashed their full firepower, with the Ancestral Azure Dragon displaying his formidable Divine Light. With every gesture, he released numerous dark cyan glows. Any Cultivator struck by it would immediately burst apart, with no chance to catch a breath, as if he were swatting flies.

However, there were just too many of these “flies”. Even though the Ancestor was capable of instantly crushing them, he could not clear such a multitude in a mere instant.

Realizing this, the Ancestral Azure Dragon had no choice but to change tactics. He no longer continued to kill these attackers but instead erected a light barrier at the boundaries of the Tribulation clouds to block their advance.

The fastest of the suicidal attackers, breaking away from the attacks of the other Dragon Clan Cultivators, crashed into the light screen and subsequently burst into pieces, vanishing without a trace.

The Dragon Clan elders quickly looked up, seeing no abnormalities in the Tribulation clouds, they knew that the attackers had been slain by the Ancestor, not disappeared through the light screen, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The very next second, the Tribulation clouds roared and sunk again, spitting out countless more bolts of Tribulation Lightning.

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“Impossible!” the Ancestral Azure Dragon bellowed.

Yet no one paid him any mind, they all stared dumbfounded at the Tribulation Lightning splitting into two paths above them.

One was heading straight for Long Long at the bottom of the deep sea, while the other was heading toward the boundary of the Tribulation clouds—on the other side opposite the position of the Dragon Clan and its allies.

Immediately, everyone came to a sudden painful realization: the White Tiger Divine General had split his forces two ways, one brazenly from the front, even striking a blow at the Jianmu as if worried the Dragon Clan wouldn’t notice.

The other had circled around the boundaries of the Tribulation clouds, taking advantage of the Dragon Clan’s focus on the frontlines, to surreptitiously enter the range of the Heavenly Tribulation from behind.

And then they were instantaneously obliterated into dust.

Long Long’s Heavenly Tribulation was inherently fierce beyond compare; even he himself was tortured beyond endurance, and these suicidal attackers did not possess the Sea-Calming Divine Needle, Five Elements Divine Light, or Kunlun Mirror Summoning Sword. Therefore, within a few breaths under the Heavenly Tribulation, they quickly disintegrated.

But the number of Tribulation Lightning chasing after Long Long also increased dramatically, merging swiftly with the original cluster pressed together by the whirlpool created by the Sea-Calming Divine Needle. Soon, the pressure within the whirlpool reached a critical point and descended upon Long Long’s location in one fell swoop!

A massive shockwave blasted from the seabed in all directions, forming a tsunami thousands of feet high.

The Ancestral Azure Dragon had to quickly reinforce the barrier. The Defensive Skill originally intended to prevent suicidal attackers from breaking into the Heavenly Tribulation was now, ironically, used to withstand the shockwave from within the Heavenly Tribulation itself; otherwise, even Jianmu Divine Island would be utterly destroyed by the tsunami.

The Dragon Clan elders were also frantically casting spells to resist. Amidst all the individuals holding their ground on the spot, one figure suddenly dashed out, heading straight into the heart of the Heavenly Tribulation.

It was Long Hu!

Just as she was about to crash into the barrier and meet her demise, the Ancestral Azure Dragon hastily opened a small hole in the barrier to let her rush into the heart of the Heavenly Tribulation tsunami.

Long Hu proceeded forward with Sword Control, first hit squarely by the shockwave; drenched, yet barely injured—after all, the strongest wave had already been consumed by Long Long, and her small stature meant she didn’t bear much pressure.

Long Hu exerted all her True Yuan, charging towards the center of the Heavenly Tribulation; above her, the Tribulation clouds began to slowly dissipate.

Tribulation clouds dissipating could mean one of two things: either the time was up and the Heavenly Tribulation naturally subsided, or the Tribulation was a failure resulting in demise, and the Heavenly Tribulation had achieved its purpose and receded.

Of course, Long Hu desperately hoped it was the former, but she couldn’t help fearing it was the latter. Therefore, she swam against the current and plunged into the sea, rapidly diving deeper.

More shockwaves passed over her head; Long Long gritted his teeth to withstand the pressure and surged forward, finally reaching the edge of the colossal stomach-like Sea Abyss.

However, what appeared before her eyes was not the narrow crevice of the enormous Sea Abyss but a vast undersea basin.

The basin’s diameter extended dozens of miles, its center concave like a sphere—clearly reshaped by an explosion of unimaginably terrifying magnitude.

“Long Long!” Long Hu cried desperately, “Long Long!”

However, her voice could not travel underwater, merely producing a cluster of gurgling bubbles.

The seawater around her eyes grew warm. Long Hu slowly set down in the center of the basin, her feet now touching nothing but sand—or more accurately, earth thoroughly melted by the Heavenly Tribulation.

She refused to believe Long Long had perished… He had promised me.

Long Hu sat down on the sand, her expression haggard and bewildered, her gaze blankly sweeping the surroundings, her large tail limply draped beside her, twitching weakly from time to time.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her tail.

Long Hu was startled at first, but then surprise replaced her fear as she hurriedly dug out the person buried beneath.

“Cough cough cough!” Long Long spat out the mouthful of sand, his face clouded with misfortune.

In the final moment, as he was about to use the Heavenly Weaving God Shuttle to evade the bombardment of the Heavenly Tribulation, the unexpected Qilin Wind arrived, as if attempting to compete with the Tribulation Lightning for a claim to his life.

If not for the reminder from the Kunlun Mirror, Long Long would have almost forgotten the existence of the Qilin Wind, which indeed came as silently and unexpectedly as rumors suggested.

Because of the Qilin Wind’s assault, he had to prioritize dealing with it, causing a delay in using the Heavenly Weaving God Shuttle. This slight hesitation allowed several Tribulation Lightnings to explode prematurely.

Fortunately, a double Formation had been set up in advance; the Jiaolong’s shadowy tail appeared in the nick of time, decisively splitting the Tribulation Lightning.

Long Long quickly transformed his Jiaolong incarnation back into a human form to avoid the main force of the shockwave from the Tribulation Lightning. He was, however, plunged straight into the earth by the aftershock.

In that brief instant, he finally activated the Heavenly Weaving God Shuttle.