People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 918 The Three Seas Reunite, Leaving Only the Western Sea

A single, easily made wrong decision could plunge the avian race back into an abyss of no return.

The elders of the Phoenix Clan all had complicated expressions as they looked at Yuan Huang, who had suddenly stepped forward. In terms of cultivation, he was second only to the Phoenix Ancestor, but his reputation among the Phoenix Clan was not prominent.

However, his image as a wise man will be passed down among the Phoenix Clan forever. His injuries were caused during the last great calamity when he confronted the Candle Dragon and was seriously wounded.

It hasn't recovered yet.

"Let's see how the dragons behave before making a decision."

Yuan Huang coughed twice, leaned on his cane, and slowly left, leaving everyone with a desolate silhouette.

Dragon Palace!

At the command of the Ancestral Dragon, several powerful dragon beings of the Primordial Chaos level, along with hundreds of millions of elite dragon warriors, clad in heavy armor, set off in a mighty procession toward the South China Sea and the North China Sea.

With the First Emperor in charge of the East Sea, he personally dealt with the Purple Mansion Celestial Court. This time, without Hongjun's interference, the First Emperor's advance was unstoppable, and in the blink of an eye, he had defeated the Purple Mansion Celestial Court.

Uproot it completely.

The Eastern King was hung outside the Dragon Palace, to be 'worshipped' by the world! He became the very target that the Ancestral Dragon used to proclaim to all living beings in the prehistoric world.

"The dragons of yesteryear will return once more."

South China Sea.

The Candle Dragon manifests as a human-faced dragon, wielding immense supernatural power over time. Surrounded by the power of time, it reverses the sun and moon, yin and yang, with every breath it can cause the tides of the river of time to crash against the gates of Mount Putuo.

The sands of time have directly obliterated the Buddhas and Arhats in Mount Putuo, preventing them from entering the Primordial Chaos realm, and even the Great Luo would decay.

Behind him, countless elite dragons entered Mount Putuo in perfect unison. The dilapidated mountain gate and the decaying Buddha statue were pierced through the chest by a divine spear and hung on a deserted reef.

Tang Valley!

The Fusang tree was uprooted and thrown at the entrance of the Demon Court. Donghai Taiyi's face was ashen, and his trembling fingers stared at the arrogant Zhulong.

"This is outrageous."

Zhulong chuckled softly.

"So what if I bully you? If you're so capable, come to the East Sea and fight my Dragon Clan's ancestor."

Eeya ya~
Holding the Donghuang Bell, Donghuang Taiyi wished he could immediately suppress and kill the Zhulong before him, but under Dijun's obstruction, he still lowered his eyes unwillingly.

Let it leave.

North Sea.

The Xuanwu Saint and the Ice Crystal lineage patriarch, an elder of the Dragon Clan, stood side by side. One of them was in the form of a Xuanwu tortoise, with a black venomous snake coiled around its shell.

The dark sky enveloped the billions of dragons behind them, as if they were draped in dark armor.

Firstly, its body transforms into ice crystals, appearing invisible under the sunlight, with only a transparent radiance illuminating all directions.

The two looked solemn as they gazed at the Xuanbing Mountain Range before them.

"The Xuanbing Mountain Range, which was formed by Nuwa with her own icy Dao, is beyond our ability to break through. If we want to fight against Kunpeng of the Demon Master Palace, we will have to cross the Xuanbing Mountain Range."

Even if we capture it, it will become an enclave, making it somewhat of a loss.

Xuanwu's face darkened.

Reminded.

The Ice Crystal Dragon Ancestor glanced at them coldly and said, "First, drive away the Kunpeng of the Northern Sea to prevent him from absorbing the fortune of our Four Seas Dragon Clan. As for the Xuanbing Mountain Range, we can deal with it slowly after we have control of the Northern Sea."

Xuanwu nodded.

This battle.

This is the Dragon Clan's announcement of their imminent return to the Primordial World. The Ancestral Dragon has already suffered a loss in the Western Sea. If they are obstructed again, the Dragon Clan will become a laughing stock among the many forces in the Primordial World.

Who would take them seriously?

"good!"

"The army sets off."

Gathering immense dragon might and overwhelming killing intent, the dragon race swept forward with unstoppable momentum, causing all living beings in the prehistoric world to feel a sense of unease and their minds to tremble as they stared into the void.

The laws of nature are in disarray, and the stars are shifting.

It can truly be said: When Heaven unleashes its killing intent, stars shift and constellations change; when Earth unleashes its killing intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land; when man unleashes his killing intent, Heaven and Earth are overturned. "Unifying the four seas, the dragon reigns supreme."

"What terrifying determination, what domineering aura."

"This is the true strength and foundation of the Dragon Clan."

In the Northern Underworld, at the Demon Master's Palace.

That sea, perpetually covered in ice and snow, is about to undergo a transformation. A bloody storm is approaching the palace, where demonic energy soars to the heavens.

Kunpeng's expression turned cold.

With Xuanwu and the Ice Crystal Primordial Dragon arriving simultaneously, along with hundreds of millions of dragon generals, his Demon Master Palace is likely in grave danger.

"Report!"

A powerful demon god, his eyes gleaming, lowered his head, not daring to look at Kunpeng's gloomy face, and said, "The dragon army has crossed the Xuanbing Mountains, and its forces are heading straight for the Demon Master's Palace."

Kunpeng slumped helplessly to the ground, the book in his hand falling to the ground as well, the demonic script flashing with dim golden light.

"Give the order: all the demon gods of the Demon Master Palace shall retreat to the Star Sea and cede the Northern Underworld Sea to the Dragon Clan. Our cause is lost, and no demon court will send troops."

You are all cannon fodder.

"Yes."

The Great Luo Demon God, head bowed, looked grief-stricken. He sincerely obeyed Kunpeng's orders; if they stayed, they would be cannon fodder, for they were already in a bitterly cold land.

They are Kunpeng's private soldiers again.

They would naturally not give their lives for the demon court that abandoned them.

"You are unkind and I am unjust!"

Kunpeng looked lost and dejected. With a flick of his sleeve, he put the Demon Master Palace into his sleeve and watched the thousands of demon gods packing their bags.

There was no small talk.

With a gloomy expression, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a vast and mighty dragon race rushing towards them from the Xuanbing Mountains.

"retreat!"

"Yes."

Concise and to the point!

They were fleeing for their lives, so there was no trace of dignity left. One after another, the Great Luo Demon Gods transformed into their true forms, such as flying dragons, wild boars, and savage bulls, and all sorts of strange appearances.

With a reluctant glance at the Northern Sea behind them, they instantly transformed into streaks of dark light and plunged headlong into the Starry Sea.

The Black Tortoise and the Ice Crystal Dragon were left staring at each other in bewilderment.

"Kunpeng! You are a mighty Primordial Grandmaster, a Demon Master of the Demon Court, and you just ran away like that?" Ice Crystal Primordial Dragon showed a surprised expression. Is he really that spineless?

Xuanwu then transformed into a kind old man, pointed to his dragon-head cane, and said with a smile: "In the face of overwhelming power, any attempt to resist is nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

Kunpeng is a smart person.

"Naturally, I know how to make the choice."

Haha
This was also beyond their expectations, but being able to subdue the enemy without fighting still achieved the Dragon Clan's determination to unify the four seas, while preserving most of the Dragon Clan's strength.

Why not!
Deep within the Dragon Palace.

Zu Long's expression was displeased, and his deep eyes were fixed on the direction of the Western Sea, like a thorn deeply embedded in his throat.

Currently, of the four seas, three seas have fallen into the hands of the Dragon Clan, but the West Sea is still under the control of the Phoenix Ancestor. After the Phoenix's rebirth, it directly broke through to the level of the Primordial Golden Immortal with the power of the Ice Phoenix.

This caught him somewhat off guard.

To unify the fortunes of the four seas, a battle must be fought. There are also the remnants of the demonic path hidden in the Western Demon Cave, who were forced to lie low after plotting against the Dragon Clan.

Give up the vast land.

"Xuanwu, the Western Sea is missing from the Four Seas, and the Dragon Clan's fortune cannot be gathered to reach its peak. Do you have any way to get Phoenix Ancestor and Lü Yue to give up the Western Sea?"

"Zu Long probed," the First Emperor said.

(End of this chapter)