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Since the location of the fight was not far from the area where Mang Tianchi had previously dealt with Qingyan, the commotion there naturally could not be completely kept from Zhuli.

Although he was currently engaged in a fierce battle with Man Yan, his senses still detected the unusual changes over there.

Upon recognizing Mang Tianchi, Zhu Li immediately suppressed his fierce expression from the intense battle, solemnly nodded to Mang Tianchi, and said in a deep voice:

“Brother Mang! Thank you for your help. I have already used my natal divine weapon. Donglong Island will remember this kindness forever. If you ever need anything in the future, Donglong Island will do its utmost to help you.”

Upon hearing this, Mang Tianchi simply laughed heartily, waved his hand, and said, "Haha, Elder Zhuli, you flatter me! I've been a guest on Donglong Island for so long, and now I'm doing my bit to repay a favor. Besides..." His tone shifted, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.

"Moreover, the opportunity to spar with an ancient dragon of the same level is extremely rare! I hope you will forgive my presumptuous intervention!"

Man Yan, who had been ambushed by Mang Tianchi earlier, had now regained his footing. Although the attack came unexpectedly and prevented him from setting up his strongest defense in time, the effect of the surprise attack could not last. In addition, as an ancient dragon of the Void, his dragon body was strong. Even though he was in a hurry to activate a secret technique to block and was slightly disheveled, it only caused his fighting spirit to surge and did not damage his core.

He glanced up and surveyed the battle, seeing Zhu Li and Mang Tianchi locked in fierce combat. His gaze then swept over the figure in the void, now unable to move—Qing Yan had been completely defeated. Upon seeing this, Man Yan's eyes suddenly darkened.

"Something's not right!" He was shocked. According to the intelligence they had obtained, with the two elders in seclusion, there were no other semi-saint level experts on Donglong Island besides Zhu Li.

It was already an accident that Zhu Li was able to gradually step into the realm of a half-saint, but who exactly is this suddenly appearing Mangtian Ruler? And what is its origin?
This sudden change made Man Yan's heart tighten, and a strong sense of unease quietly arose.

Just as Man Yan's emotions were churning, Mang Tianchi and Zhu Li gave brief nods in acknowledgment.

Mang Tianchi didn't delay any longer. His figure flashed like lightning, and his fist, carrying a tremendous force capable of destroying the world, tore through the distorted void in front of him and slammed straight into Man Yan's chest!
Upon seeing this, Man Yan's pupils contracted sharply. In a moment of haste, he gritted his teeth and lowered his waist, forcefully clasping his hands together to create a shield wall covered in dragon scales in front of his chest. Veins bulged on his arms, which were covered in dragon scales, and dragon blood surged and roared within his body.

With a deafening roar, the two violent torrents of power collided violently! The shockwave violently swept away the surrounding turbulent spatial currents, and the distorted void beneath Man Yan's feet was shattered, cracking open and spreading out in fine, spiderweb-like ripples that lingered for a long time.

Mang Tianchi suddenly attacked again, directly clashing with Man Yan! Upon seeing this, Zhu Li's heart tightened, and he could only raise his hand towards Mang Tianchi, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could speak.

Just then, another figure silently appeared beside him. At the same time, Xiao Ling's unhurried voice entered his ears, causing Zhu Li's tense expression to relax slightly.

"Elder Zhuli, there's no need to worry too much. Let's observe the situation from the sidelines for now," Xiao Ling said.
"Given the current situation, let the Dean do his job. Didn't he say earlier that he longed for the opportunity to fight against an Ancient Void Dragon of the same level? This Man Yan is quite a worthy opponent. Moreover, with the Dean's strength, dealing with Man Yan shouldn't be too difficult, even if it takes some time."

After listening to Xiao Ling's explanation, Zhu Li's eyes flickered slightly. After a moment's thought, he nodded and said in a deep voice:
“In that case, I will observe from the sidelines for now. Brother Mang’s fight with this barbarian rock is a perfect opportunity for him to hone his skills. However, if Brother Mang makes any mistakes and is in danger, I will certainly step in to help him immediately. Brother Mang stepped forward for the safety of my Donglong Island, and I must not let him suffer any harm.”

"Of course." Xiao Ling chuckled and shook his head, his tone knowing. "If the Dean really encounters any danger, Elder Zhuli, I will certainly lend a hand without your intervention."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the distance, landing on Qingyan, who was still suspended in the void and could no longer rise.

After a long while, he withdrew his gaze and asked Elder Zhuli again, "By the way, Elder Zhuli, what should we do with those other Dragon Island experts who invaded Donglong Island?"

Although this was a general question, what Xiao Ling really wanted to know was whether to kill those invaders of different lineages on the spot or to spare their lives.

After all, these powerful individuals from other Dragon Islands share the same bloodline as the members of East Dragon Island. This relationship is subtle and complex, and it is inconvenient for Xiao Ling to make a decision for them at this moment.

Faced with Xiao Ling's question, Zhu Li's expression instantly turned serious, and a complex and unfathomable look flashed across his eyes.

After all, these powerful figures from other Dragon Islands and members of East Dragon Island who came to invade all share the same bloodline as the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void. Yet, they are now fighting each other, which is truly regrettable.

He paused for a moment before speaking slowly, his voice low and slightly hoarse: "Anyone who dares to trespass on Donglong Island has violated the ironclad rules of the Ancient Dragon Clan. In an emergency, to protect the island's safety, they may be killed on the spot, but..."

His tone abruptly shifted, and he turned his gaze to the still fierce battle in the distance beyond Dragon Island, saying in a deep voice, "If there is an opportunity, try to leave them alive. When Her Highness returns from her seclusion, bring them to the Dragon Palace for Her Highness to personally judge and convict them."

Having said that, he lightly flicked his sleeve, and the fighting spirit within it trembled slightly. Clearly, even as an elder, making such a decision stirred up ripples of unease deep within his heart.

Xiao Ling nodded slightly after hearing Zhu Li's response and did not ask any further questions.

He understood that the current situation was ultimately a conflict between the various dragon islands within the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void. Although the situation was quite serious, at its root, it was nothing more than a disagreement caused by differing ideologies.

Zhu Li's ability to make such a decision, and the magnitude of his resolve, clearly indicates that he had given it considerable thought and was mentally prepared for the worst. Some things need not be said further.

Xiao Ling's gaze swept over the battlefield in the distance, a cold smile playing on his lips. He then spoke to Zhu Li:

"Perfect timing. I've been in seclusion for quite some time and I'm itching to get back to work. These people dare to invade my Donglong Island, which is a good opportunity for me to stretch my muscles and bones."

He paused, his tone turning cold and hard:
"The Dean himself has taken action; it would be inappropriate for me to just stand by and watch. Besides, these damned bastards actually dared to harbor evil intentions towards Zi Yan? Hmph, I, Xiao Ling, will never sit idly by!"

After saying that, he nodded slightly to Zhu Li, and his figure flashed like a ghost, turning into a streak of light and flying at an astonishing speed toward the center of the most intense battle between the two sides.

Zhu Li watched as Xiao Ling's swift and undetectable figure disappeared into the direction of the battlefield, sighed softly, and then turned his gaze to the edge of the distant void.

There, Qingyan's figure fell to the side in a disheveled state, his breath weak.

He moved swiftly, appearing before her in a few flashes. Zhu Li's gaze swept over the still-healing wounds on Qing Yan's body, and with a flash of spiritual light at his fingertips, several tough chains of battle qi silently pierced into her body.

With a soft "hum," Qingyan's fighting spirit was instantly sealed, and the last remaining fierce light in his eyes quickly dimmed. He could no longer move an inch, like a completely sealed puppet, temporarily "confined." Zhu Li coldly snorted, his dragon eyes, filled with endless majesty, swept over the sealed Qingyan, a cold glint suddenly flashing: "Once I have free time, I will properly 'interrogate' you traitors who have abandoned your bloodline! What exactly are those three traitors who escaped first plotting? What do they want from Her Highness the Princess!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly flicked his wide sleeves, and a vast, boundless battle aura roared out, condensing into a tangible chain that silently bound Qingyan, lifting her into the air and firmly holding her beside Zhuli, as if she were carrying an insignificant rag doll.

Qingyan was so overwhelmed by this double confinement that she could barely breathe. She could only let out muffled and desperate hoarse sounds within the confinement of the seal and battle qi, unable to struggle even a little.

Zhu Li seemed not to hear, his gaze already fixed on the fierce battle raging in the distance. Clearly, he could only leave Qing Yan, the "hostage," hanging for the time being, and wait until after the battle to decide what to do with her.

……

Meanwhile, as Xiao Ling approached the main battlefield between the guards of Donglong Island and the powerful invading forces from the three islands, the scene before him instantly caused his pupils to shrink.

Everywhere one looked, there was already a whirlwind of fighting spirit, and the ripples from the collision of energy spread, shattered, and were reborn as if they were real.

The void surrounding Dragon Island had become a raging energy furnace!

Countless powerful members of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan roared as they unleashed their dragon claws, imbued with destructive power, or coldly snorted as they unleashed beams of destructive light that covered vast areas, engaging in a frenzied battle.

Each collision seemed to ignite the void!

"Boom! Boom—!"

The deafening explosions, like rolling thunder, echoed endlessly in the distorted void.

The pitch-black void was torn open with jagged rifts by powerful energy shockwaves, sometimes flashing with blinding lightning, sometimes churning up dark tornadoes.

The aftershocks of energy violently impacted the ancient Dragon Island barrier beneath their feet, causing the entire island to tremble slightly, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Xiao Ling's gaze fell upon the battlefield, which had been completely torn apart by the violent energy. He saw the turbulent energy sweeping across the area like a raging torrent, and the void constantly cracking and reforming under the intense collisions.

He took a deep breath, and a low sigh escaped from his throat. This fierce battle, with its earth-shaking dragon might that could eclipse the heavens and earth, was a spectacle he had never witnessed in all his years of traversing the Dou Qi Continent.

Without pausing for a moment, he clenched his fist in mid-air.

"Om-"

A strange, low hum resounded, and a long spear, entirely black with mysterious patterns, landed steadily in his palm.

With the Divine Weapon in hand, Xiao Ling casually flicked his arm, and the tip of the spear suddenly shot out a dazzling light over ten feet long. The light was like a startled swan cutting through the darkness, so sharp that it seemed to tear the void apart.

The spear streaked through the air with incredible speed, its sharp, piercing sound deafening. Even more astonishingly, the spear tip left a spatial rift about a foot long behind it!
The edge of the crack flickered with an unstable light, from which wisps of black light seeped out, faintly exuding a terrifying aura of destruction.

The mere casual swing was enough to trigger such terrifying spatial laws, demonstrating the power of this spear and the extent of Xiao Ling's mastery over these laws.

"It's time to end this farce." Xiao Ling's eyes narrowed, and he tightened his grip on the warm yet deadly-smelling Meteorite Weapon in his palm, muttering a resolute word in his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, he shot forward like an arrow, accelerating once more and transforming into a streak of light as he charged headlong into the chaotic heart of the battlefield.

Once on the battlefield, Xiao Ling moved like a fish, darting freely through the turbulent energy currents and crisscrossing beams of battle qi.

He moved across the battlefield with incredible speed, his movements so subtle that he left almost no trace.

Every dodge was perfectly timed to avoid a fatal attack; every charge was carried with overwhelming force.

The spear tip pointed, its cold light surging, piercing precisely and swiftly towards the powerful figures who had invaded the three islands.

Often, with just a light flick or a seemingly casual sweep, a terrifying wound can be left on the other person, so deep that the bone is visible, and even the internal organs can be seen!
Blood and fragments of exploding energy flew through the void, accompanied by endless screams.

The enemies who attacked Donglong Island were instantly enveloped by Xiao Ling's ghostly killing spree, and one by one they were severely injured and fell to the ground.

As for whether they can survive on this brutal battlefield, Xiao Ling had no sympathy for them; ultimately, it depended on their own fate.

At this moment, his eyes held only a chilling, murderous aura and a determination to end this chaos completely.

As Xiao Ling thought, the spear split open on its own, and countless dazzling golden sword lights floated up around him. Under the control of his vast, ocean-like spiritual power, they swarmed at high speed like a startled swarm of bees, emitting a low and dense buzzing sound.

Suddenly, Xiao Ling's mind stirred. In an instant, those golden swords seemed to receive a command, transforming into streaks of fire so intense that even light could hardly catch them, shooting towards the three island invaders who were engaged in fierce battle with the guards of Donglong Island with overwhelming force!
That speed was so fast that it almost stopped at the edge of the visible limit, striking first after being struck later, and instantly reaching the enemy!

Even though these invading enemies were all elites of the Mishima region, they didn't even have time to think about dodging before being precisely and severely injured by Xiao Ling's attack, which came without warning. They couldn't even withstand a single move before collapsing with screams.

In that split second, the guards of Donglong Island, who had been retreating under the enemy's fierce attack, saw their backbone and their morale was instantly ignited, soaring to its peak!
The battle situation, the moment Xiao Ling joined the fray, was like a calm lake surface suddenly reversed by a boulder thrown in!
The previously suppressed disadvantage was swept away, the horn of counterattack was finally sounded, and the surging counterattack began with overwhelming force! (End of this chapter)