The Excited Old Horse

The clay statue was agitated upon seeing Old Horse, but Old Horse was even more excited upon seeing the clay statue. It hadn't been easy—it could finally act as a Dao Protector for once! Was it easy finding an opponent at the Body Integration stage? That brat Meng Jingzhou had finally drawn a Body Integration stage enemy, and just one at that! The moment it sensed the disturbance coming from outside the city while resting in the stable, it had rushed over immediately! It had been terrified that enemies beyond its capabilities might show up later. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; it absolutely could not let it slip by! The clay statue glared at Old Horse. With such pure bloodline, this was definitely a Great Demon King of the dragon horse clan from the East Sea! "You—" The clay statue had barely uttered a word before Old Horse stomped on space. Behind it, the phantom image of a pristine white true dragon emerged—the hallmark of the pureblood dragon horse clan! The white true dragon phantom coiled into a circle, resembling the moon in the sky! How could Old Horse give the clay statue a chance to speak? Long delays breed trouble; it had to end this quickly! The clay statue had not expected Old Horse to disregard etiquette so completely, launching straight into combat without exchanging a single polite remark. He was a Great Yu cultivator. Over the long span of more than a hundred thousand years, something had gone wrong with his slumber method. When he awakened, he discovered his physical body had rotted away, leaving only his soul. He had no other choice. Body seizure would mean starting all over again from scratch, taking who knew how long, so he chose the faith body-shaping method passed down from the Great Qian Dynasty, settling in an inconspicuous city like Lintian City. He felt he had been cautious enough; this place wouldn't see a single Body Integration stage cultivator in decades. How could he run into a Body Integration stage Great Demon King out of nowhere on a perfectly fine night like this? Where did this member of the demon race spring from? Doesn't your Great Xia keep them in check? Accompanied by an excited dragon roar, Old Horse shook its mane and leaped into the air. Its vitality turned into raging flames as it charged at the clay statue atop auspicious clouds and blazing fire. Horse Trampling the Realm! The clay statue thrust out all ten fingers. Boundless water appeared out of thin air, forming a wall of water that bore down on Old Horse. Old Horse pulled its mouth wide into a grin, the dragon scales between its brows flashing twice. The water wall parted down the middle, and Old Horse galloped straight through. Water Parting Technique! Having lived in the East Sea year-round, manipulating seawater was child's play to it. For this opponent to dare play with water before it, he truly had no idea how to write the word "death"! The clay statue hadn't expected Old Horse to breach the water wall so easily, throwing off his opening to attack. All four hooves kicked simultaneously toward the clay statue like four mountains of immense weight, kicking cracks straight through it! "You go too far!" the clay statue roared in fury. Even if he hadn't recovered to his peak, he shouldn't be thrashed so miserably by a demon king of the same realm. The clay statue's brow split open to reveal a third eye. This was an innate divine eye; though it could not compare to the Immortal Dao Heavenly Eye, it possessed numerous subtleties, which had helped him stand out remarkably among Body Integration cultivators. The third eye released a golden ray of light, pinning Old Horse in space, unable to move. Old Horse did not panic; instead, it broke into a joyful grin. Two wondrous horns sprouted atop Old Horse's head—the very dragon horns found only on the Dragon Clan! It gave a long neigh, snorting a breath of demonic qi from its nose and mouth as sweat flowed and steamed into mist. The clay statue gritted his teeth, attempting to forcefully suppress Old Horse. But now that Old Horse had revealed its dragon horns, how could it be suppressed by him? Fast as lightning, Old Horse rode the light, lowering its neck slightly to gore the clay statue with its dragon horns! "Golden Armor Protector Divine Seal!" The clay statue struck out a seal from between his brows. This was a Buddhist seal he had learned from the Buddhist Kingdom, wielding immense power! Yet before Old Horse, the Buddhist seal was like a sheet of window paper, pierced with a single prod. Struck by the dragon horns, the clay statue had its lower body battered to pieces as thousands of streaks of Wujin qi erupted from the horns, grinding the lower half into dust. The clay statue unleashed numerous divine abilities through his third eye, illuminating the sky until it was as bright as day, yet all of them were neutralized by Old Horse. Forced into passive defense, the clay statue was driven back step by step. "Old Horse is quite excited," Meng Jingzhou muttered. In nearly three years, he had never seen Old Horse this lively. "I don't care who you are, and no matter what happens today, you will certainly be hunted down in the future!" the clay statue bellowed, making it hard to tell for a moment whether it was a bluff or a threat. Hearing this, Old Horse grew even more excited. That meant the clay statue had no allies right now. Then why hold back on beating him up? The white dragon phantom behind it merged with Old Horse. Its dragon blood boiled to an uproar as Old Horse grew into a hundred-zhang dragon horse, the dragon scales from between its brows spreading over its entire body like pristine white armor. If any cultivator who had ever fought Old Horse saw this move, they would run as far away as they possibly could. Dragons Warring in the Wilderness—a technique that even Meng Jingzhou's father wouldn't dare take head-on.