Urban Wolf King

Wang Yan sprang up from the ground and instantly took in the scene around him.

Before him was a vast ocean, and behind him, a lush and verdant forest.

The dense forest seemed bottomless, and the ocean appeared boundless. Apart from the sound of waves, there was no other noise in Wang Yan's ears, and as far as the eye could see, there wasn't a single human figure in sight.

"This isn't an Illusion Realm but a reality!"

Wang Yan immediately discerned the reality before him, but since it wasn't an Illusion Realm, why couldn't he feel his cultivation power at all?

Even though Wang Yan had followed Ying Zheng to this so-called Celestial Divine Realm and speculated that there should be great benefits here,

now, in this unfamiliar environment, and with all his cultivation power gone, Wang Yan himself felt a tinge of unease.

First, find a way to restore his cultivation power.

With that thought, Wang Yan immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to summon the Divine Power within him.

In the blink of an eye, half a day had passed.

But no matter what method Wang Yan tried, there was no reaction from the Divine Power within him, and the two Demon Patterns seemed to be asleep, showing no response at all.

Currently, Wang Yan was only slightly stronger than the average person physically.

At this point, Wang Yan furrowed his brow. If his cultivation power was gone, he wondered if Ying Zheng was in the same situation, also losing all his cultivation power.

If, by any chance, Ying Zheng's cultivation remained intact, wouldn't he, Wang Yan, be like fish on a chopping block, at Ying Zheng's mercy?

Just as Wang Yan was pondering hard, he suddenly heard urgent cries for help from the sea.

Following the sound, Wang Yan couldn't help but smile, and his heart, which had been tense, relaxed.

Because he saw someone in the sea, struggling desperately to swim towards the shore.

Though only a few dozen meters away from the shore, that person's strength seemed to be completely exhausted; even such a short distance was insurmountable, and they were slowly sinking towards the bottom.

The reason Wang Yan laughed was that the one about to drown was precisely Ying Zheng.

Seeing Ying Zheng in such a sorry state, Wang Yan felt relieved.

That meant Ying Zheng should be like him, also deprived of his cultivation power; otherwise, why would he be so miserably swimming in the sea?

Furthermore, Wang Yan thought, he had been sitting here for half a day; perhaps Ying Zheng had been swimming in the sea for half a day as well.

Wang Yan spotted Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng also saw Wang Yan. At once, Ying Zheng, like a man grabbing a lifesaving straw, desperately shouted towards Wang Yan.

"Save me—save me—"

Although Wang Yan wanted to kill Ying Zheng, hearing Ying Zheng's plea, Wang Yan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and then shouted, "Ying Zheng, why are you so relaxed, going for a swim in the sea?"

Ying Zheng knew Wang Yan was deliberately provoking him, but now, seeing that he was running out of strength and about to drown,

he had no choice but to swallow his pride; thus, Ying Zheng could only paddle a few more strokes of water and shouted loudly, "I fell... fell into the sea, you have to save me—"

"Then I ask you, what is this place?" Wang Yan still asked leisurely.

"The Celestial Divine Realm!"

"What are you desperately seeking here?"

Hearing Wang Yan's question, Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment and didn't answer.

Wang Yan wasn't in a hurry, shrugged, and said, "So, you don't know either, no problem. Then, wait here for me while I help you explore a bit."

Saying that, Wang Yan was about to turn and leave.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng cursed inwardly non-stop, fearing that by the time Wang Yan found out, he would have turned into a soggy bun.

So Ying Zheng hurriedly shouted, "In the Celestial Divine Realm, there's a great opportunity, and after obtaining it, one's cultivation will be unrivaled in the world."

Hearing this, Wang Yan's steps immediately halted, and he finally understood why Ying Zheng was desperate to come to the South Sea.

Unrivaled in the world!

So that's how it is.

After understanding, Wang Yan didn't turn back but continued walking towards the distant dense forest.

Seeing that Wang Yan got the answer and still didn't save him, Ying Zheng couldn't help but curse loudly, "Wang Yan, you despicable scoundrel, truly unscrupulous..."

But at this moment, Wang Yan had reached the forest edge, picked up a piece of broken wood from the ground, and then, with a flick of his hand, tossed it towards Ying Zheng in the sea.

With a "plop," the piece of wood landed in front of Ying Zheng.

Seeing the piece of wood, Ying Zheng's eyes couldn't help but brighten; it was like spotting a lifesaving straw.

At once, Ying Zheng paddled a few strokes and immediately clung to the piece of wood. Following the waves, he finally returned to the shore.

Ying Zheng lay on the shore, gasping for large gulps of air, and after a while, his breathing finally evened out.

Slowly standing up, Ying Zheng coldly glared at Wang Yan, his eyes full of resentment.

Wang Yan said flatly, "Ying Zheng, I saved your life, and you don't even thank me?"

Despite having no strength and not daring to provoke Wang Yan, Ying Zheng, with his proud nature, was unwilling to bow to Wang Yan. He snorted coldly and said, "It's not you who saved me, but that piece of wood that did."

"But you clearly just asked me for help."

"Hmph, I don't remember anything just now. From now on, anyone who asks you for help is worse than a flea."

No sooner had Ying Zheng finished speaking than, suddenly, a mighty wave rose unexpectedly on the previously calm sea, one wave higher than the last, and then a massive whirlpool appeared on the sea.

The entire ground shook with the unusual movements of the sea, and the giant waves that could block out the sun surged toward the shore.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng was so frightened that he quickly ran towards the edge of the dense forest where Wang Yan was.

But the waves were extremely fast, quickly crashing onto the shore, knocking Ying Zheng to the ground and sweeping him towards the sea once again.

Ying Zheng was terrified beyond measure, for if he were swept into the sea again, he feared he would have no strength to swim back.

Thus, Ying Zheng reached out to grab the piece of wood beside him, but just as he extended his hand, the giant waves pulled him towards the sea, taking him further away from the wood.

Seeing himself once again engulfed by the seawater, Ying Zheng opened his mouth, hesitating for a long moment but deciding that even if he were "worse than a flea," he had to plead with Wang Yan for rescue.

"Help—help me—"

But this time, Ying Zheng's cries for help were immediately drowned out by the roaring waves.

Standing by the shore, Wang Yan watched the suddenly surging sea, and his eyes suddenly narrowed, staring intently at the sea surface.

In Wang Yan's line of sight, suddenly a dragon's roar burst from the sea's depths, followed by a cyan light emerging from the ocean floor.

Seeing this, Wang Yan couldn't help but be taken aback. His Demon Pattern was of a dragon, and this dragon's roar was strikingly similar to his internal dragon roar; Wang Yan even felt this dragon roar was purer than his own.

Wang Yan quickly focused and looked towards the sea, only to see a figure, bursting from the depths, transforming into a giant dragon of astonishing proportions.

The dragon was entirely clad in cyan scales, gleaming brightly, with dual horns on its head and eyes like beacons. As it moved through the sky, clouds gathered, accompanied by the sounds of wind and thunder.

"True Dragon!"

Wang Yan couldn't help but be both startled and delighted.

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