Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 479 Grudges? Ask your father.

The Western Sea is boundless, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, truly vast and limitless.

At that moment, a streak of dark light swept across the sea surface at great speed, leaving behind a deafening roar. Moreover, this speed allowed him to create a sharp field around himself without using any magic power, carving a deep trench in the sea.

Only when the sea closed up did some fish, shrimp, and crabs emerge from the surface, belly up.

Inside the dark light, a burly man stared straight ahead with icy eyes.

Suddenly, with a loud boom, a hundred-foot-long column of water erupted from the sea ahead, shooting into the sky and blocking the path of the dark light.

"He who comes is stopped!"

The water column, like a fountain, surged at the top, and a strange creature wielding a steel fork roared, its sound waves rippling and reverberating forward.

The creature was enormous, with a face as blue as indigo, hair as red as cinnabar, a huge mouth with fangs, and a trident in its hand.

At this moment, as he exuded a terrifying aura, his red hair flew up and down.

But after he spoke, the dark light seemed not to hear him. Instead of slowing down, it accelerated and streaked across the sky.

"court death!"

Seeing that words were useless, the creature's eyes flashed with anger. The steel fork in its hand shone brightly, and it was hurled like an arrow, shooting towards the dark light.

boom!
When the steel fork met the dark light, a huge explosion of water erupted in front of them, almost submerging everything in front of them.

Then there was no more movement in the shimmering water.

"Hmph, trespassing into the territory of my West Sea Dragon Palace and injuring my West Sea soldiers, you are courting death..."

The creature sneered, but then suddenly stopped, its eyes widening as if someone had grabbed its neck.

In reality, his neck was entangled by seawater.

The seawater gathered before him and transformed into a giant man, holding the trident he had thrown in his left hand and gripping his neck with his right.

"you you……"

He stared in horror at the person before him, whose large hand began to exert force, making it hard for him to breathe, and his originally indigo face even turned slightly red.

He was ten feet tall, standing out among the ministers at every meeting in the West Sea Dragon Palace. Wasn't that tall enough?
But the man in front of him was no less muscular than him, and the bulging muscles on his arms, along with that single, enormous hand that rendered him immobile...

What a monster!
"Who are you to the West Sea Dragon Palace?" Ah Jiao loosened his grip slightly.

The creature, like a fish dying of thirst, greedily inhaled the fresh air and said, "I am Zhou Cuo, the instructor of the eight million naval troops of the Western Sea... personally appointed by the Dragon King as the number one outstanding yaksha patrolling the sea for three hundred years."

"Eight million..."

Ah Jiao was clearly taken aback when she heard the number, and stared at Yaksha suspiciously, asking, "Is there really that much?!"

Yaksha Zhoucuo snorted, "Whether it's there or not, why don't you go and see for yourself?"

He looked at Ah Jiao with a hint of sarcasm and said, "Of course, if you have the guts."

"it is good!"

Ah Jiao's eyes flashed with killing intent: "Then let me see just how powerful your eight million-strong navy in the Western Sea really is."

"You..." Yaksha Zhoucuo's heart skipped a beat when he saw how readily he agreed: "You... just who are you?"

Ah Jiao grinned, revealing a set of snow-white teeth: "You'll find out in a bit, but first you have to lead the way, that's the only value you have right now."

The Western Sea was so vast that he had only been there once before, and only on the shore, so he didn't know how to get to the Western Sea Dragon Palace.

When Yaksha Zhoucuo saw that smile, he suddenly froze, and a chill inexplicably rose from his feet.

Ah Jiao said nothing more, and just grabbed the sea patrol yaksha by the neck, and plunged headfirst into the vast and boundless Western Sea.

In the depths of the once dark and somewhat cold Western Sea, there is a place that shines brightly.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a cluster of buildings.

In the center of this building complex stands a glittering, crystal-like palace that rivals the Dragon Palace of the East Sea in both scale and luxury.

A glowing barrier enveloped the complex of buildings.

At this moment, outside a training hall in the West Sea Dragon Palace.

The Turtle Prime Minister bowed and clasped his hands in greeting. In front of him stood a beautiful woman in luxurious robes, with a servant woman beside her and ten clam maidens behind her.

This beautiful woman appeared to be around thirty years old, with a well-proportioned figure, almond-shaped eyes, peach-blossom cheeks, and radiant skin. She was truly a beauty, and although her dress was luxurious, it revealed her graceful figure and alluring curves.

Two dragon horns grew on her forehead, signifying her extraordinary status.

She stared at Prime Minister Turtle and asked, "Is Ao Run still in seclusion inside?"

The Turtle Prime Minister coughed and said, "Your Majesty, it is indeed you."

The Dragon Queen said, "Bring him out here."

"Your Majesty, this... if we disturb the Dragon King's seclusion, how can this old minister bear the consequences?" The Turtle Prime Minister was somewhat troubled.

The Dragon Queen smiled and said, "It's alright. Just say that something happened in the Western Sea and he needs to handle it. If he blames you, I will take responsibility."

Prime Minister Turtle was sweating profusely: "This...this...please forgive this old minister, I really cannot do it."

"Is it that you can't do it, or that you don't want to do it, or that philandering old lecher isn't even in it?" The Dragon Queen's smile gradually turned cold.

Don't you know whether it's true or not...? The Turtle Prime Minister had no choice but to lower his head and pretend to be dead, but he couldn't do anything about the Dragon Queen's deliberate provocation.

Who can blame her when she's the Dragon Queen of the West Sea Dragon Palace, albeit the ninth incarnation?

There's a saying that goes, "The Dragon King is as constant as iron, but the Dragon Queen changes like water," which refers to their West Sea Dragon Palace.

Apart from the first one being the Dragon King's favorite, the others would be dealt with gracefully once the Dragon King's passion subsided and the Dragon Queens threw any more tantrums.

In the words of their Dragon King, when a relationship first begins, everything is perfect and he can tolerate minor tantrums. But once the passion fades and he regains his senses, what's the point of tolerating it anymore?

what?
What if the empresses are not dignified? No problem, someone will help them be dignified.

The Dragon Queen said, "Prime Minister Turtle, you know, he is a Dragon King in charge of the affairs of the Western Sea, what a heavy responsibility he bears. Is it appropriate for him to always be in seclusion like this?"

The Turtle Prime Minister dared not answer and could only lower his head and continue to play dead. He had figured out what the Dragon Queen was thinking.

But... Queen, save your energy, you can't handle our Dragon King.

The Dragon Queen added, "But you say you'll go into seclusion, so be it."

The Turtle Prime Minister remained silent, pretending to be dead; he knew his superior all too well.

"Of course, I'm not a petty person, but you tell me how many imperial concubines there are in the harem, and he still goes out to steal food from outside..."

The Dragon Queen said irritably, "You know, it's one thing for him to sneak out, but the problem is that he always uses the same excuse, 'seclusion.' What kind of immortal secludes himself for only three to five days, or at most seven or eight days?"

"Report!"

Just then, a lobster guard came to report, but after glancing at the Dragon Queen's unpleasant expression, he dared not speak and regretted running in.

"What is it?" the Dragon Queen sneered.

The lobster guard cautiously reported, "Your Majesty, the Third Prince... has disappeared again."

"You have so many people and you can't keep an eye on them? Are you all blind?"

The Dragon Queen trembled with rage: "This Ao Lie dares to run away at such a young age. He'll end up just like his father. Why are you looking at me? Go find him!"

The Turtle Prime Minister quietly waved to the guards, and the Lobster Guard Leader fled as if escaping.

Wow... This Empress is really more shrewish than the previous ones.

The third prince was named Ao Lie, born to the third Dragon Queen. There was a second prince before, but he met with misfortune many years ago.

"And you!"

The Dragon Queen lashed out at the Turtle Prime Minister, saying, "Tell Ao Run to find a fresher, more respectable excuse to go out next time. Always staying in seclusion is a sign of disrespect for me."

The Dragon King usually talks about women a lot... The Turtle Prime Minister nodded slightly.

It was also at this time.

boom!
Suddenly, outside the West Sea Dragon, an object rushed rapidly from the darkness in the distance towards the group of buildings, and finally crashed hard into the light screen, causing the light screen to dent slightly.

The West Sea Dragon Palace trembled slightly.

The true form of that stream of light was revealed on the light screen; it was none other than Zhou Cuo, the Sea Patrol Yaksha.

The yaksha slid off the light screen, fell to the ground, and lay there, unable to move.

"Zhou Cuo, how come it's you?"

A naval force arrived, led by a crab general, who went to help up Yaksha Zhou Cuo.

"Ouch, damn it, don't move... I've broken every bone in my body, go find a stretcher."

Zhou Cuo gasped and hurriedly said, "Also, quick, go and report to the Dragon King! An enemy is attacking! A great enemy!"

"Alright, alright, I'll go find out how many enemies there are!" General Crab quickly asked.

The surrounding shrimp soldiers also became nervous.

"one!"

"one……"

The crab general and the shrimp soldiers suddenly fell silent.

Suddenly, their expressions changed simultaneously, and they turned to look in one direction.

In the dark sea, a powerful aura surged forth, and at the same time, a beam of light shot towards the light barrier like an arrow.

boom!
As the trident pierced the light barrier, the two forces collided, causing the seawater to churn and surge in all directions. The light barrier dented, but then abruptly recovered, propelling the trident even faster into the deep sea.

Yaksha Zhoucuo and Crab General both stared nervously into the dark water.

Suddenly, their pupils contracted sharply as a burly figure wielding a trident emerged from the dark sea.

"It really is a dragon clan..." Ah Jiao's eyes flashed. Although its former glory was long gone, this barrier was no ordinary barrier.

At this moment, after the attack on the West Sea Dragon Palace, a large army of aquatic creatures had already poured in from all directions, densely packed, and in the blink of an eye, more than 20,000 to 30,000 people appeared, ready for battle.

"That's not eight million, is it?"

Ah Jiao chuckled in the direction of Yaksha Zhou Cuo, then her gaze turned cold. She raised her trident, pointing it at the Dragon Palace, and coldly shouted:

"Ao Run, get out here, or I'll break in."

He could have entered this barrier through other means, but he ultimately chose the safer option.

In fact, since he cultivated the Xuan Yuan True Water Dao, his magical power has increased dramatically. If his Dao heart is stable and he makes good use of that power, breaking through to the Heavenly Immortal realm is not impossible.

Unfortunately, he ultimately failed to become a celestial being because his spiritual cultivation was insufficient at the time and he was unable to control the surge of power.

This is also related to his childhood experiences.

His childhood vulnerability, the fear of being whipped, and the hatred forcibly instilled in him...

These inner conflicts and demons have become the biggest stumbling blocks on his path of cultivation; he almost died because of them when he was undergoing the Heavenly Tribulation.

Even if he were to lose a battle against Ao Run outside, it wouldn't be difficult for him to leave with his abilities.

But if he enters the barrier of the West Sea Dragon Palace, it will be difficult for him to get out. He could easily be trapped and beaten inside a cage... It would be too troublesome.

Now all he needs to do is vent his anger!

He can break through to the next realm in one breath, and then he can have a good chat with Ao Run.

West Sea Dragon Palace.

The officials of the Western Sea had already gathered inside the Crystal Palace.

In the midst of the attack and the loss of leadership, the ninth queen was surrounded by her ministers and ascended the throne.

"Whether the visitor is male or female, is it the Dragon King who has gotten into some romantic entanglements somewhere?" The Dragon Queen sneered.

The courtiers exchanged glances and nodded in agreement, seemingly showing their strong approval of the Empress's words.

Our own Dragon King is a womanizer, those who know, know.

General Crab, sweating profusely, hurriedly exclaimed, "It's a man! It's a man!"

A young man dressed in a black dragon robe, with a heroic appearance, frowned and said at the front of the crowd, "I'll go and take him down."

"Prince Moang, be careful!" the Turtle Prime Minister warned.

The Dragon King of the West Sea has many sons, but they are only dragon princes. The pressure to be named crown prince is immense, and they must compete for the position.

One of their second princes once met with misfortune...

Moang nodded slightly and immediately left the Crystal Palace, riding a water beast and carrying a dragon spear, surrounded by his subordinates, and arrived outside the Dragon Palace.

"You are Ao Run?"

Ah Jiao frowned: "No, you're not."

He had only seen Ao Run once before, when the latter revealed his true form as a black dragon and fought a great battle with the red dragon Teng in his dragon form.

However, this young man was too young, and his cultivation level was the same as his, at the Great Perfection of True Immortal.

“I am Moang, the eldest prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace. Who are you? State your name and what brings you to my Dragon Palace?” Moang said.

"My name is Fu Hai Jiao."

A Jiao stared at Mo Ang and smiled: "You are Ao Run's son? Good, good, it's the same if you come."

As he spoke, he was about to take action.

Moang frowned and said, "Wait a minute. What grudge do you have against my West Sea Dragon Palace? Let's clarify it before we fight."

"Want to know? Go ask your father!"

A Jiao flashed to the front of Mo Ang, his trident emitting a faint dark light, and cleaved down towards Mo Ang's head.

In a moment of haste, Moang quickly raised his spear above his head with both hands to defend himself.

when!
The aftershocks from the clash of metal reverberated in all directions. Moang's expression immediately changed drastically. He felt his hands split open, and his flesh was being pounded by a terrifying force that made waves. The water beast beneath him also exploded into a bloody mess.

“You…” His expression changed.

The other party was a True Immortal at the Great Perfection, and he was also a True Immortal at the Great Perfection, but he did not expect that the difference between people at the same realm would be so great.

What is the background of this enemy?
What did he eat to grow so strong? What kind of martial arts did he practice?
He looks so young yet he's so capable. How did Father offend him?

However, Ah Jiao did not give him a chance to think. He swung the trident with one hand, like a stick, and launched a series of attacks on Mo Ang. Not only was the speed fast, but each attack also contained terrifying power.

Speed ​​and power—having either one is already a huge advantage.

If both are occupied by the opponent... Moang felt an unprecedented sense of unbearable suffering!

"Too slow, too slow, faster, faster..."

Ah Jiao drank as he fought, feeling increasingly exhilarated and satisfied with each blow.

He had never had any expectations of Ao Run, nor did he have any objections to this blood brother.

But as Ao Run's son, seeing Mo Ang's luxurious and extravagant lifestyle today, and then recalling his own past...

I'm sorry, he never had any issues with Moang before, but he has a little bit today.

He had never realized that the muscles he had developed while carving the cave dwelling on Fangcun Mountain would be so useful.

The more this happened, the more grateful he became to the old man on the mountain, and the more he missed him.

That might be the only person in the world who was truly good to him and didn't want anything in return.

Under such a rapid and relentless barrage of attacks, Moang could only parry and had no power to retaliate, and even then, he could not block all of the attacks.

After more than ten rounds, Ah Jiao's trident struck Mo Ang hard and broke in two with a crack, causing Mo Ang to vomit blood and fly away.

However, Moang still managed to flip himself onto the ground and kneel down, trying his best to maintain his dignity in front of the Western Sea army.

That also reflects on the reputation of the West Sea Dragon Palace.

"Is this how Ao Run taught you?"

Ah Jiao threw away the trident and shook his head, saying, "The Crown Prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace is nothing special."

If he had to describe his feelings at this moment in one word, he would say: It's awesome!

Don't ask why it's three characters; it's because he has a low level of education and no one taught him to read when he was a child.

At this moment, he could vaguely sense that his cultivation level was loosening, and the Celestial Immortal realm was just around the corner.

"you……"

Moang, who was kneeling on the ground, was furious. In a fit of anger, he moved his throat and blood gushed from his mouth. He then roared to the sky and transformed into a real dragon more than ten feet long, soaring into the sky.

His true form is enormous, but bigger isn't always better in battle; one must be flexible and adaptable during combat.

Its scales and body were black, but its horns, mane, back, claws, and tail were golden.

hold head high!
With a long roar, the black dragon activated its true dragon bloodline, and its mighty dragon power spread in all directions.

Under its dragon might, the aquatic army immediately knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.

"No wonder they're father and son..."

Ah Jiao sneered. He had seen Ao Run's true form before, and Mo Ang was almost a carbon copy of his father.

The overwhelming dragon's might also reached him, causing him to sway, his expression to twist, and his eyes to become glazed, as if he had been affected.

"Hmph, even a sea-overturning dragon is still a dragon!"

The black dragon roared with joy and pounced on Ah Jiao, but just as it got close, Ah Jiao's dazed eyes snapped open, and his right hand spread its five fingers in a grasping motion. Instantly, a stream of water swirling with black energy transformed into a rope that bound the black dragon.

Although the water flow was very gentle, no matter how much the black dragon struggled, it could not break free, and even using its dragon talent to control the water was ineffective.

Ah Jiao waved his hand, and with a loud boom, his magic power transformed into ropes that suppressed the young black dragon to the ground.

"You're not a dragon? You're lying to me!" the black dragon roared angrily.

"True dragon bloodline? Is it that powerful?"

Ah Jiao looked at the black dragon with a mocking gaze: "Who says that dragons are necessarily no match for you true dragons and will always be trampled under your feet?"

The black dragon exclaimed excitedly, "Throughout history, all Flood Dragons have belonged to the True Dragons. There has never been a precedent where a Flood Dragon could defeat a True Dragon of the same level."

Ah Jiao laughed and said, "It didn't exist before, but it does now."

Well, to put it simply, the bloodline of a true dragon has a huge influence and restraining effect on serpents and dragons with impure bloodlines.

But who can blame him when he also has half of the true dragon bloodline in his body, right, Ao Run?

Inside the Crystal Palace.

The Dragon Queen, feigning weakness, said, "Prime Minister Turtle, the situation is urgent. How can a mere woman like me make a decision? Why don't you quickly invite the Dragon King, who is in seclusion, to come out and take charge of this matter?"

All the officials turned to look at them.

Dragon King, come back quickly! I can't handle this anymore... The Turtle Prime Minister laughed, "With Prince Moang here, everyone can let go..."