It's watching you from underwater.

hiss~

Apart from the deafening sound of a heartbeat, the whole world seemed to have died.

At this moment, the live stream chat experienced a break in the chat.

Everyone stared intently at the dark water on the screen; the oppressive feeling emanating from the abyss crept up their spines along the internet cable.

Jiang Han did not turn off the lights.

Even in times like these, the word "hide" is not in the dictionary of the strong.

He slowly straightened his wet collar, his fingers as steady as a mountain, and even wiped the mud off the hilt of his knife, producing a soft but crisp metallic scraping sound.

My palms were covered in sticky, cold sweat.

He rubbed his hands hard on his pants twice, the veins on the back of his hands bulging like earthworms about to burst open.

The pain from the rough fabric rubbing against my skin actually made me feel much more clear-headed.

Click!

He reached out and pressed the switch on the searchlight of the drone on his shoulder.

Maximum power!

A blinding beam of light, like a sharp sword, pierced the darkness and shot straight toward the boiling water.

"Look carefully."

Jiang Han's voice was deep and husky, with a metallic quality.

"What exactly is locked up in this five-hundred-year-old scheme?"

The beam of light hit the water's surface.

The originally pitch-black corpse fluid, under the strong light, unexpectedly refracted a strange, colorful hue.

The air seemed to have been instantly depleted of oxygen, becoming so thick it felt like it was about to solidify. Every breath felt like swallowing sandpaper, pricking my lungs painfully.

My eardrums felt uncomfortably swollen, like someone was blowing up balloons inside them.

Apart from my own thunderous heartbeat, the surroundings were so quiet that the only sound was the occasional bursting of bubbles from the bottom of the water.

It sounds like something is grinding its teeth.

The surroundings were so quiet that the only sound was the throbbing of blood in my temples.

It's like... an oil film.

Or, it could be the color of corpse spots that appear when the body has decomposed to the extreme.

"hiss--"

An even stronger aroma wafted over.

The aroma was so enticing, it made me dizzy.

It wasn't a floral scent, but rather a strange smell, like a mixture of musk and rotting flesh.

Jiang Han felt a buzzing in his head, and for a moment he even had a hallucination.

It was as if I could see the clash of swords and the arrival of envoys from all nations.

"Is this ambergris?"

"No, this is the scent of corpses!"

Jiang Han suddenly bit the tip of her tongue.

The excruciating pain brought him back to his senses instantly.

The Qilin blood within his body burned wildly, resisting the spiritual radiation from this high-level life form.

"Look underwater!"

Finally, someone in the live stream sent a terrified comment.

The old angler sitting in front of the big screen didn't even react when his top-quality carbon fiber rod fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

His eyes were wide open like bells, his lips were trembling, and he almost choked on a mouthful of blood. He was truly terrified by the monster in the water.

A guy who was squatting on the toilet was so startled that his hand trembled and his phone fell directly into the latrine.

He forgot to even scoop it up, and without wiping his bottom, he just sat there frozen on the toilet, making gurgling sounds in his throat.

"What is that?!"

"A mountain! It's a mountain that's moving!"

"My goodness! That shadow... it must be at least a hundred meters long?!"

"Air Force Squadron (fishing buddies), all of you stand up! If you can catch this, I'll eat the fishing rod!"

The drone's camera zooms out, looking down from above.

Beneath the water's surface, the enormous shadow finally revealed its outline.

Winding, spiraling, enormous.

It's like a continuous mountain range, slowly creeping along the bottom of the water.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the surface of the water shattered completely.

It didn't rise slowly; instead, it broke through the water's surface like a volcanic eruption.

Black water splashed everywhere, like a torrential rain, pounding against the rock face.

A gigantic pillar rose into the sky.

No, that's not a pillar.

That's a neck!

A thick neck covered in black and gold scales!

It was a terrifying size; black mud dripped from the crevices of the scales, each drop hitting the stone heavily.

The viscous liquid dripped onto the rock, creating a cloud of yellow acidic mist.

The stone's surface was instantly eroded into honeycomb-like black holes, emitting a "sizzling" corrosion sound, which was enough to make one's scalp crawl.

Jiang Han could even smell the rotten, sour stench that had accumulated for five hundred years, which made his eyes red and his stomach convulse violently.

Each scale is the size of a shield, reflecting a cold, piercing metallic luster under the intense light of the searchlight.

There were even some white bones stuck in the gaps between the scales, whether human or some kind of wild animal, it was hard to tell.

slam-la-

Water droplets fell.

The colossal creature finally revealed its true form.

It hovered in mid-air, less than ten meters away from Jiang Han.

A huge dragon head, ferocious and majestic.

One of its horns was broken off, the cut was jagged, as if it had been chopped off by some sharp weapon.

That's the scar left by Liu Bowen severing the dragon vein five hundred years ago!

Its body was wrapped with countless broken bronze chains.

The chains were deeply embedded in its flesh, some even growing beneath its scales.

With each breath, it emits a tooth-grinding metallic scraping sound.

"A battle-damaged... true dragon?!"

Jiang Han stared at the enormous creature before him, his palms sweating profusely as he gripped the knife.

This thing is ten times bigger than the corpse dragon he encountered outside!

Its snorts emitted a foul, deadly stench, making the air hiss and squeak.

The overwhelming sense of despair was like a mountain crashing down on my shoulders, making the rocks beneath my feet tremble.

Jiang Han felt like his skeleton was about to fall apart.

Every piece of cartilage creaked and groaned under this terrifying pressure.

It looked like it could be crushed into powder at any moment, and the thigh muscles were as hard as rocks.

Moreover, the aura emanating from it is that of death.

This is a dragon that has turned into a zombie!

hum-

In the darkness, two scarlet lanterns slowly lit up.

Those are its eyes.

It had no pupils, only two burning dark red will-o'-the-wisps.

Those eyes held no wild madness, only endless indifference and a haughty mockery.

It is looking at Jiang Han.

It's like a person looking down at an ant holding a toothpick at their feet.

"Gulp..."

In the live stream, you could almost hear someone swallowing.

"That look in his eyes... I'm speechless."

"It's looking at Jiang Shen! It really is looking at Jiang Shen!"

"The oppressive feeling is so strong, I can hardly breathe even through the screen."

"Is this the Ancestral Dragon? This is a zombie-turned Ancestral Dragon!"

"It's over, Jiang Shen really has nowhere to run this time."

The enormous dragon head slowly approached.

A white plume of air shot out from its enormous nostrils.

call--

The blast of air hit the rocks next to Jiang Han.

Click click click!

The rock was instantly covered with a thick layer of white frost.

That was a manifestation of the Yin energy being extremely concentrated!

Jiang Han felt as if all the blood in his body was about to freeze.

But he did not back down.

They didn't retreat an inch.

He gripped the black gold ancient knife in his backhand, his knuckles cracking in rapid succession.

He took a deep breath of the icy air, a wicked smile curving his lips, his eyes burning with a fighting spirit hotter than a longan.

He pressed his tongue hard against the roof of his mouth, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently.

The muscle fibers throughout his body were like a fully drawn bowstring, taut and ready to explode at any moment.

He looked up, his golden eyes meeting the enormous, scarlet dragon eyes without fear.

He slowly raised the black gold ancient sword in his hand, the tip pointing directly at the dragon's head.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Han's voice trembled, but not from fear, but from excitement.

That kind of frenzied excitement where adrenaline surges to its peak.

"Look again, and I'll chop off your other horn too!"