Mists churned, blood-red light flashed, and an eerie aura that chilled the bone surged skyward.
Within it, the power of time and space erupted, accompanied by an intensely potent death aura that swept in all directions.
Then.
Indescribable shadowy figures appeared, colossal in size, monstrous and terrifying, writhing madly as if ready to pounce at any moment.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die! Has the gate of hell opened? Ji, quickly control the Desolate Ancient Evil Flood Dragon and escape!"
The Silver Flood Dragon King's scalp tingled, and large beads of sweat popped from his forehead. Even an Immortal Emperor couldn't help but tremble in their soul, feeling an unimaginable pressure.
Moreover, he vaguely sensed a trace of divine might, hidden yet present, which turned his face ashen.
However, Ji Mo seemed stunned, ignoring him.
Upon closer inspection, one would find Ji Hanhan's pupils dilated, staring fixedly into the mist, as if trying to see through it.
"Scared stiff? Coward."
The Silver Flood Dragon King's legs trembled. He cast a disdainful glance at Ji Mo, then decisively revealed his true form, transforming into a flood dragon and fleeing into the distance.
This old fellow, despite his massive build, ran at the first sign of trouble. Truly pathetic.
"Chou Chou, don't be afraid, I'll protect you."
Although Ao Cheng's legs were also quaking, he stood firm for love, embracing Nan Gong Chou protectively.
Nan Gong Manyin's beautiful face turned pale, her eyes shimmering with golden halos. Her heart constricted in shock: "Ghost Gods?!"
Using her Golden Eyes, she saw more clearly. These shadowy figures were interwoven with divine patterns and pulsed with divine matter, suggesting they were divine beings.
Only Bo Niu seemed unfazed, hugging Ji Mo's waist obediently, her head resting against his chest, feeling completely secure.
Furthermore, the eerie aura and terrifying pressure seemed to be blocked, having no effect on her.
"Wow, a beauty!"
Ji Mo blinked, his words astonishing.
What he saw was different from everyone else present.
The churning mist and erupting temporal energy did not obstruct his vision; he glimpsed a corner of the unknown realm.
"What? A beauty? Mo Ge, are you that unconventional!"
Nan Gong Chou exclaimed from within Ao Cheng's embrace.
These figures, resembling gods and demons, had nearly caused him to suffocate and lose his soul with just a glance.
Yet now, Ji Mo's eyes were shining, like a pervert, which was too much.
"Immortal Master Kongxu is indeed empty and lonely, having such peculiar tastes. No wonder he didn't even glance at me last time, even when I danced dressed like that."
Nan Gong Manyin mused inwardly, her feelings incredibly complex.
She had initially thought it was her lack of charm, but it turned out Ji Mo had unusual preferences, liking non-humans. This was truly astonishing.
"What unconventional? This is a beauty that could topple nations and cities. Your eyesight is faulty, you're definitely not normal."
Ji Mo chided Nan Gong Chou, then sincerely praised, "Her beauty rivals flowers in attire and clouds in form, kissed by the spring breeze and dew. If not seen on Mount Kunlun, she'd be met on the Jade Terrace beneath the moon."
A bright, pure moon floated in the night sky. A peerlessly elegant young woman lay asleep within it, her eyes closed.
Her nose was delicate and straight, her cheeks faintly flushed, her skin crystal clear, her exquisite small face incredibly beautiful, her aura ethereal and otherworldly.
Her figure was slender, yet her graceful form was perfectly sculpted. Clad in a moon-white gown, she was so beautiful one dared not look directly.
Ji Hanhan, having seen countless beauties, was still captivated.
"No, I must dive into the sea, find that moon, and rescue the goddess."
Ji Mo murmured, preparing to enter the water.
He could tell this young lady's condition was not good; if she wasn't saved soon, she might perish at any moment.
"Moon, goddess?"
The people around were dumbfounded.
Diving into the sea to retrieve the moon? Was this person insane?
And you call these terrifying beings goddesses? How unconventional are your tastes!
"Sigh, driven mad by women!"
Ao Cheng looked disgusted, thinking he would never become like this. What good were women?
As he spoke, his hand moved stealthily, taking advantage of the situation to grope.
"Mo Ge, wake up. If you really want a woman, I can dress up for you and give you a taste. Lolis, maids, mature women, I can be anything."
Nan Gong Chou was loyal and willing to sacrifice for Ji Mo.
With just a word from Ji Mo, he could transform into anything.
Before Ji Mo could react, Ao Cheng's breathing quickened, images flashing unbidden in his mind, growing more excited with each thought.
"Forget it, with your ridiculous appearance, I won't watch."
Ji Mo scoffed, letting Bo Niu release him, and truly prepared to dive into the sea.
Boom!
A world-shattering roar.
The Death Triangle Sea Domain was filled with lightning and thunder.
Then, the blood-red light vanished, the mists dissipated, and those terrifying shadows suddenly disappeared.
The sea there returned to its azure blue, calm and peaceful, as if everything seen before had been merely an illusion.
Nan Gong Manyin, Nan Gong Chou, and Ao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, gasping for air.
Thank goodness, the crisis was over!
The images of the bright moon and the goddess in Ji Mo's eyes also vanished, and he let out a sigh.
After a long while.
The Silver Flood Dragon King, having confirmed there was no danger, returned with lingering fear.
"Disgraceful, utterly disgraceful! You are the patriarch of the Flood Dragon tribe, the dignified Flood Dragon King, yet you fled at the first sign of trouble. Where is your dignity, your backbone?"
Ao Cheng felt ashamed of his father.
Honestly, useless at everything except running away. You're an Immortal Emperor, why so cowardly?
"You unfilial son, you know nothing. I was assessing the situation. Can we possibly resist this? Besides, I have young ones above and old ones below. If anything happened, wouldn't your young and beautiful stepmothers be widowed?"
The Silver Flood Dragon King was thick-skinned, making excuses for himself.
He even lectured Ao Cheng on knowing his limits, stating that if one couldn't fight, one should flee decisively, for as long as the green hills remain, there will be wood to burn.
"Just admit you're a coward, stop making excuses."
Ji Mo couldn't stand it any longer and swatted him with a palm.
The poor Silver Flood Dragon King couldn't withstand it, his massive body slammed into the mud.
Creating a deep crater in the ground.
This scene shocked the other few.
It was too terrifying. He had casually flipped an Immortal Emperor, doing so with such ease that he didn't even pant.
If he had used a little more force, he might have killed the Silver Flood Dragon King on the spot!
"It really is him!"
Nan Gong Manyin was more convinced than ever that Ji Mo was Immortal Master Kongxu.
Besides this legendary figure, who else could be so ferocious, treating Immortal Emperors like mosquitoes to be swatted?
The Silver Flood Dragon King's face was filled with terror. He had always thought his strength was only slightly weaker than Ji Mo's, and that in a desperate fight, it would be fifty-fifty. Now, he finally understood the vast difference between them.
His posture finally changed. He lay prostrate at Ji Mo's feet, showing his submission.
In this world of the strong preying on the weak, the powerful were always respected.
"Wow, so cool! I must become a man like Mo Ge, able to casually control Immortal Emperors. But with my strength, I probably have no chance, so I must find another way."
Nan Gong Chou felt that brute force wouldn't work; he needed to be cunning. Perhaps by cross-dressing, he could make the Immortal Emperors fall at his feet.