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Chapter 587 North Sea Dragon King Ao Han: Who is the Hidden Sparrow?
The Supreme Demon Sect Master, seated atop the skull throne, roared, unleashing a torrent of demonic clouds that surged towards the dragon's breath, yet he could not suppress it.

[The seemingly ordinary old man from the Extreme Demonic Sect then made his move. His withered, bony hand effortlessly sliced ​​through the void, unleashing streams of pure demonic energy like sharp blades that tore through space.]

The woman, whose entire body was enveloped in radiance, also released a stream of extremely gentle primordial energy, as soft as water and as continuous as smoke, which flowed into the other side.

[In an instant, the Blood Sea Demon Sect's forbidden magic weapon, "Netherworld Blood Sea," unleashed a torrent of bloody waves, surging upwards like a raging crimson river, its malevolent aura palpable.]

The sect leader of the Chaoyin Sect affixed a yellow talisman to his forehead, and a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly appeared from between the talisman's seams. He exhaled a shrill, wailing spirit that filled the sky like thick smoke.

The one-armed leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect conjured a majestic demonic image, its illusory form expanding continuously, forcefully withstanding the destructive impact of the dragon's breath with overwhelming power.

[You watched as the five sect leaders of the Demonic Path made their moves one after another. They were all top-tier cultivators in this realm, handling everything with effortless ease. Especially the old man from the Extreme Demonic Sect, who, despite appearing ordinary, shattered space with his bare body.]

The Ultimate Demonic Sect pursues the ultimate in body tempering in this world, seeking physical transcendence and the condensation of an indestructible demonic body.

However, given their combined cultivation levels, without going all out, they would likely find it difficult to withstand the oppressive breath released by a true dragon.

A powerful pressure descended from the heavens, piercing through the clouds and reaching the treasure ships of each sect's crossing continent.

You felt the ship rock violently, and the entire treasure ship was forced more than ten feet below the surface of the sea.

This is the power of an unparalleled grandmaster!

The righteous path did not remain indifferent. Under normal circumstances, they might have gladly added fuel to the fire if the demonic path suffered setbacks, but now, facing the threat of the sea creatures, the three parties have finally formed an alliance.

[The eight sect leaders of the righteous path attacked simultaneously—the three old Daoists from Dao Ling Sect, Tian Xuan Sect, and Qing Xu Hall moved almost at the same time, their three pure qi emanating from the same source, converging into a powerful current that directly clashed with the dragon's breath.]

The man from the Longquan Sword Sect had already drawn his longsword, cleaving a beam of sword light in the distance.

[A Taoist nun from West Kunlun summoned a cyan thunder seal, its surface crackling with lightning and rumbling with thunder.]

[Twenty-six Yin-Yang jade beads from the Agriculture and Animal Husbandry Sect flew out in a series of linked strikes, forming an array that pierced through the air.]

[The ruler in Master Dong's hand at Ziyang Academy slowly rose into the air, its sealing power spreading as if to freeze the void.]

[The monks of Jinguang Temple chanted mantras aloud, and a colossal golden statue rose from the ground, bathed in Buddhist light, solemn and magnificent.]

With the combined efforts of the eight righteous sect leaders, they barely managed to withstand the devastating dragon's breath. However, the residual power of the breath still rippled through the sea, instantly killing countless fish and shrimp.

[Your gaze swept over the five heretical sects, sensing their intention to attack as well. Your inner magical power surged, your aura poised to erupt.]

However, although this dragon's breath was terrifying in its power, it mostly landed around the righteous and demonic paths, seemingly intentionally avoiding the sect leaders of the other paths.

[With a little thought, you can easily see why this Dragon King is acting this way.]

[Yue Lingxiao, the sect leader of the Supreme Heretical Sect, used the divine forbidden magic treasure "Tear of the Void" to seal the passage to the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury—the Dragon Clan, after all, needed something from them and dared not truly break off relations.]

[It's only human nature; even the domineering dragon race has to consider these things.]

A sneer echoed from the sky: "Junior, with your meager skills, you dare to claim the land of the Four Continents?"

The dragon's form moved, its massive body gradually shrinking.

Dragons can be large or small, can rise or hide; when large, they can swallow clouds and spit out mist; when small, they can conceal their form.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon had transformed into a valiant and imposing middle-aged man.

He was half a head taller than average, his muscles bulging yet sharply defined, possessing a powerful beauty as if sculpted by nature.

His features were sharp and defined, and he possessed no trace of any alien race, appearing indistinguishable from a true human.

[Only the disdain and arrogance in his eyes were undisguisedly directed at the nineteen top cultivators and sect leaders of this realm below.]

He crossed his arms, looked down at his opponent with an arrogant air.

[You recognize this as Ao Han, the North Sea Dragon King, one of the Four Dragon Kings.]

This lord of the North Sea, though the youngest among the four Dragon Kings, possessed the most composed and steady temperament.

Ao Qing, the Dragon King of the West Sea, is the only woman among the four seas. Her strength is second only to the Dragon King of the East Sea, and she has always maintained good relations with the human race.

If a human cultivator mistakenly enters the Dragon Clan's territory, she might treat them with courtesy in the Western Sea; however, if they trespass into the other three seas, they will only face death.

Although Ao Han's cultivation level was the lowest among the four Dragon Kings, his calm and composed nature made him the most suitable person to negotiate with the righteous, demonic, and heretical factions.

You look up at the half-closed gap in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, where two Dragon Kings are still struggling to prevent the passage from closing completely.

The Dragon King of the East Sea, as the ruler of the four seas, possesses the greatest strength and should naturally be stationed there; however, the Dragon King of the South Sea is violent and arrogant, regarding humans as worthless. If he were to come, it would likely backfire.

Therefore, the one who has come to deal with the three families this time can only be Ao Han, the Dragon King of the North Sea.

[This is pretty much as you expected. Ao Han's arrogance at this moment is considered "peaceful" compared to the other dragon kings.]

As pure-blooded true spirits, they were born to be the darlings of the ocean, worshipped by all races, and with opportunities from heaven and earth almost vying to come to them.

[Born with innate talents and ancient experience passed down through generations, they are destined to stand at the pinnacle of all races.]

From the moment of their birth, they possessed the most magnificent treasure mountain in the world; with just a word, all the rarest treasures would be offered to them.

Upon reaching adulthood, one can take charge of a clan, rule the four seas, and stand at the pinnacle of this world.

How could such a true dragon not be arrogant?

As soon as Ao Han finished speaking, an aura of oppressive power spread out. The power of a supreme grandmaster was enough to suppress more than a dozen True Monarchs who had survived the Second Heavenly Tribulation.

The disciples from various sects gazed upon this true dragon of the world, their eyes filled not with worldly fear, but with a burning fervor.

This is understandable; these disciples are all the most outstanding talents of their respective sects and lineages, young and ambitious, with hearts set on the highest goals.

Even when a true dragon is before you, you dare not entertain the thought, "I can take his place."

[The Tongxuan True Person of the Righteous Dao Ling Sect, an old Daoist with a purplish complexion, slowly spoke:]

"Has the Dragon Lord forgotten that two hundred years ago, my senior brother single-handedly traveled eastward, fighting two Dragon Kings alone, and single-handedly suppressed the Dragon Lord to the bottom of the sea, unable to escape?"

"Hmph, Jiuyang is indeed quite capable. But if it weren't for my elder brother guarding the sea eye, and this place not being within my own North Sea territory, how could he be allowed to be so arrogant!"

[You are also aware of this matter. Back then, the Nine Yang Immortal Hong Bao subdued two Dragon Kings single-handedly and returned home. One of them was the South Sea Dragon King, and the other was none other than the North Sea Dragon King Ao Han before us.]

After this battle, True Immortal Jiuyang firmly held the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, unchallenged by anyone.

The burly man's aura suddenly turned dangerous: "Nine Yang is Nine Yang, and you are you. Now that he's gone, how dare you, a mere second-realm cultivator, speak to me?"

"If the human race were to lose Jiuyang, Cangsheng, and Tianshangren today, how would you possibly withstand my sea race?"

"Humanity...it's time for us to disappear from this world."

The oppressive force swept across the land once more, causing a sudden storm to rise in the sea, with towering waves surging ceaselessly.

The Daoist Tongxuan then calmly said, "The human race has flourished for more than ten thousand years. In ancient times, our human Daoists rode dragons as their chariots, with nine dragons pulling them as they traveled through the heavens."

"There was also a Taoist who called himself the Azure Emperor, who slaughtered most of the true dragons in the world, leaving the dragon race to hide in the bitter, cold, and desolate sea eye."

"To annihilate the human race? Dragon Lord, you jest."

"Dragon Lord, one should only pray that in the future surge of spiritual energy, no more Azure Emperor Daoists will emerge from among the human race, annihilating all true dragons of this world, tearing them apart, and scattering their flesh across the four seas."

[Ao Han's eyes had turned pure gold, and his aura surged once more. The massive water array around him began to rotate violently, and an aura of annihilation spread out.]

"Old Taoist, you're courting death!"

[The eight righteous sect leaders joined forces, barely managing to withstand this terrifying power.] [The atmosphere instantly tensed. Only then did many righteous disciples realize with a start that this place was actually deep within the East Sea, the lair of the dragon race!]

Just as tensions were about to rise, a short, elderly man leaped out of the water and appeared beside Ao Han, bowing respectfully.

"Your Majesty, the greater good should be the priority at present."

"His Highness the Western King is still in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury."

[You notice that the old man who spoke was wearing a tortoise shell, with snow-white, drooping eyebrows, and a hint of wisdom flowing between his brows.]

This should be the "Turtle Prime Minister" of the Four Seas. Legend has it that his ancestor was the first Black Tortoise, possessing the ability to deduce and calculate, and to glimpse the secrets of heaven.

In the mortal realm, tortoise shells are also used for divination of good and bad fortune.

Of course, the turtle race itself is also a major sea race, with influence spreading throughout the four seas and deeply rooted in the land.

Otherwise, why would the Dragon Clan allow him to hold the position of Prime Minister of the Dragon Palace for so long?

Ao Han then slowly suppressed his aura and looked down at the crowd: "If Second Sister hadn't been trapped in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, we would still need to rely on your strength!"

"What you just said, old Taoist, is extremely disrespectful and punishable by death. But for now, let's leave it at that."

The True Man of Profound Mystery also chuckled, "The Dragon Lord has a boundless capacity."

[Ao Han's oppressive aura gradually dissipated, and his figure landed in the void, level with the nineteen sect leaders.]

In an instant, the celestial auras intertwined once more, completely sealing off the entire void. The subsequent conversation between the sect leaders and the Dragon King was no longer something you could hear.

You slowly withdrew your gaze. This Dragon King had come with overwhelming force, yet he treated the disrespectful words of Dao Ling Sect's Tongxuan Zhenren with utmost care, subtly maintaining control of the narrative in this situation, which was dominated by the Dragon Clan, through a show of weakness.

[Humans had no choice but to back down, as the Dragon Clan had three Supreme Grandmasters outside. In the end, even the Profound Immortal had to yield.]

It seems that this Dragon King of the North Sea is indeed a suitable person for negotiation, as he understands the principle of establishing authority before extending benevolence.

You have not entered a meditative state; you are merely waiting patiently.

The atmosphere on the dozen or so treasure ships bound for the island was solemn.

Three days later.

The celestial barrier finally dissipated, and the figures of the North Sea Dragon King and the three sect leaders reappeared, clearly indicating that an agreement had been reached.

[The various sect leaders landed one after another, and the sect leader of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry also appeared on the ferry ship of Fangcun Mountain.]

The eleven of you have been summoned to one place.

The sect leader's expression was much more relaxed than during the Star-Picking Gathering, and his eyes even held a hint of warmth.

"Those entering the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury will begin tomorrow, with our sect following after West Kunlun."

"This time, not only will the righteous, the demonic, and the unorthodox factions enter together, but the sea race will also send fifty members to accompany them."

"You must all act with extreme caution and not be careless."

Sun Miao and the others responded in unison. The participation of the sea tribes was expected, but they hadn't anticipated that they would only send fifty people, far fewer than the righteous sects, let alone the demonic sects and heretics.

The leader of the agricultural and pastoral sect added, "Although the sea race is small in number, it should be known that among them is a pure-blooded true dragon descendant."

"A true dragon's offspring?" These words shocked everyone. A true spirit bloodline had actually entered the Heavenly Emperor's treasury!

[With its formidable physical body and innate supernatural abilities, the True Dragon is virtually invincible within its realm.]

The sect leader of agriculture and animal husbandry surveyed the expressions of the crowd, then slowly spoke again: "This treasure vault will be open for one year. After one year, the Void Tear will reopen the passage. No matter what you have gained or where you are now, you must return to where you first entered—"

His tone grew serious. "Otherwise, you'll be trapped in it forever."

The crowd responded in unison, knowing the gravity of the matter; if they were trapped in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, they might never escape.

"Furthermore, the righteous path will send 110 people this time, making the total number of people from the three factions roughly equal."

"Our Fangcun Mountain sect has a long-standing friendship with the Longquan Sword Sect and the Western Kunlun Sect. If you encounter any of their disciples in the treasure vault, please help them."

"While the treasure trove holds many opportunities, dangers also lurk. Even if you obtain great treasures, never easily trust outsiders—whether they are from heretical sects, demonic factions, or even righteous allies."

"I have already explained everything that needed to be explained. If you come across the Moonlit Lonely Flower mentioned earlier, please pick it for me and bring it back."

"Go and prepare. Tomorrow, when we assemble, will be the day you step into the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury."

~

Only Nong Mu and Duanmu Xiwei remained in the hall.

Sun Miao, Zhou Jing, and the others have already left.

Duanmu Xiwei hesitated before asking, "Sect Leader, what should we do this time? Should we send people from the mountains?"

After pondering for a moment, Nongmu shook his head and said, "No need. In this situation, it's like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. In the end, it's still unknown who will be the one to reap the benefits."

"What does Senior Brother Sect Leader mean?"

Nong Mu smiled slightly and said, "The heretical sects, the demonic sects, and the righteous sects are all secretly plotting."

"The same goes for the dragon race; Ao Qing, the Dragon King of the West Sea, is also extremely powerful."

"Let's see who benefits this time."

Duanmu Xiwei was filled with confusion, and her question just now was actually a way to put her mind at ease.

The farmer's calm demeanor brought her some comfort, so she replied in a low voice, "Yes, Sect Master."

After she left, only Nongmu remained in the hall.

The sect leader of Fangcun Mountain withdrew his gaze, silently sat down, rested one hand on the table, and gently lifted his chin with his palm.

That was his usual posture when he was deep in thought.

"Agriculture and animal husbandry, how could you like such a stupid woman?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, his voice low and murmured.

After a moment of silence, another voice faintly sounded:
"Bai Ze, I told you, you can't touch her."

A faint smile appeared on Nongmu's lips: "Isn't this exactly your choice? Now that I'm in charge of this body on your behalf, I will naturally restore Fangcun Mountain to its former glory."

“Naturally, I will only be ‘agriculture and animal husbandry’.”

"As for Bai Ze... he died in the chaotic battle between the righteous, the demonic, and the heretical sects as early as seventeen hundred years ago."

If Zhou Jing were here, he would surely recognize the name "Bai Ze".

Bai Ze was the sect leader of the Heretical Fate Star Sect 1,700 years ago, and one of the supreme grandmasters at that time.

He once spearheaded an alliance between the righteous and heretical sects, driving the demonic sects to the Southern Dark Flame Continent. From then on, the Easternmost Azure Continent overseas fell under the control of the heretical sects.
Heretical doctrines began to emerge.

Thus, the world order was divided into three parts.

(End of this chapter)