Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 379 The Promise of the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits

"The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits?"

"I am."

"Has the demonic energy within you been completely expelled?"

"Not yet, but it doesn't affect me anymore?"

"Please wait a moment, we will activate the formation to release you."

"It's troublesome."

Gu Zhao shook the Three Pure Ones Bell, and a surge of Taoist Qi suppressed the demonic energy within the formation.

Sixteen old Taoist priests made hand seals, creating an opening in the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation.

The next moment, the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits swam out from the gap in the seal.

First came the dragon's head, then its body, and only after a moment did it appear with its claws. It was tens of meters wide, and its body alone was as wide as a hill.

Then the Dragon King swam upwards, and everyone watched from the sidelines. After a while, the dragon's tail still did not appear.

Everyone, "..."

Finally, a colossal creature, tens of meters wide and over a thousand meters long, appeared at the bottom of Ink Lake, hovering above the formation.

If you don't use your divine sense and just look with your eyes, you can't see everything!
"It's actually the White Dragon..."

When they first saw the dragon head of the Myriad Spirits Dragon King appear, everyone had some guesses, but seeing the full picture now still left them astonished.

Those scales, each larger than a car, gleamed with a pure white luster, and their powerful, well-defined bodies exuded a graceful beauty.

The next moment, Bai Long turned around and descended, his body radiating white light. When he landed next to the Bagua Formation, the giant dragon body that had been as large as a mountain had disappeared, and what appeared before everyone was a middle-aged man in a white scholar's robe and a scholar's headscarf.

He was tall and well-proportioned, with a gentle and refined face, three long wisps of beard under his chin, one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, with a calm demeanor and deep eyes that revealed a sense of vicissitude and tranquility rarely seen in ordinary people.

The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits bowed respectfully, saying, "Thank you for your help, Venerable Masters."

Gu Zhao and the other old Taoist priests stood up together and looked the Myriad Spirits Dragon King up and down.

"You're too kind, Dragon King." Gu Zhao cupped his hands in greeting.

Bai Fei stepped forward and bowed slightly, "Greetings, Myriad Spirits Dragon King."

"Lord of White Mountain," the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits nodded, a glint in his eyes, "How is True Mighty Heavenly Venerable?"

"After the battle thirty years ago, the Celestial Venerable returned to the capital and instructed the entire Xuanwei Divine Sect and the Spirit Court to withdraw from Wanling Jiangnan," Bai Fei said.

The Dragon King of All Spirits thought for a moment, then nodded slightly, "He is quite decisive."

Bai Fei said calmly, "But the people of Jiangnan suffered."

The Dragon King of All Spirits smirked, "Do they even care?"

Bai Fei lowered her eyes. "I do care."

The Dragon King of Myriad Spirits raised an eyebrow, glanced at Bai Fei, then at Gu Zhao and the others, slightly surprised, but also understanding.

"You're quite good," the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits nodded and said with admiration.

Gu Zhao and the other old Taoists understood what the Myriad Spirits Dragon King meant, because they could sense the malevolent aura emanating from the old dragon, though not much, it was definitely there.

No wonder he took Mo Jiao as his godson.

After remarking this, the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits looked at Bai Fei and asked with some curiosity, "You killed Mo Ao, how did you do it?"

Bai Fei rarely showed a playful smile, and shook her head, saying, "I can't kill Mo Ao."

The Dragon King of Myriad Spirits' eyes flashed, and his gaze toward Gu Zhao and the others became thoughtful.

"Are you all Dharma Masters, or even fellow disciples? Your cultivation methods are truly wondrous."

"It can kill the black dragon, suppress demonic energy, and help me purify my demonic thoughts."

The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits looked on with increasing curiosity. "I've only been trapped for a few decades, and the world has changed so much?" Bai Fei smiled. "The world hasn't changed that much. What has changed a lot is Jiangzhou."

The Dragon King of All Spirits nodded thoughtfully.

"Mo Ao cultivates demonic arts and ambushed me, trapping me at the bottom of Mo Lake. In ten years, after three rituals, he can extract my dragon marrow and refine my dragon bones."

The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits looked at Gu Zhao and said solemnly, "You killed Mo Ao and helped me expel the demonic energy, which saved my life. You may ask for anything."

Gu Zhao stood beside the formation. At this moment, the old Taoists had already set up the Bagua formation again, and with the surge of true qi, they began to clear away the demonic energy on the ground.

"Since the Dragon King has spoken, then we will not stand on ceremony." Gu Zhao smiled slightly as he met the scrutinizing gaze of the Myriad Spirits Dragon King. "Please, Dragon King, do not harm innocent people in the future."

The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits, "..."

After waiting a moment and not hearing Gu Zhao speak again, the Dragon King of Myriad Spirits finally raised an eyebrow and asked in surprise, "That's it? That's all?"

Gu Zhao nodded. "That's all. That's it."

The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits' eyes finally changed.

Bai Fei's eyes revealed an expression of appreciation.

"Sect Leader Gu received the teachings from the gods of the Spirit Realm, established himself in Changping Prefecture, founded the Daluo Palace, widely spread his teachings to his disciples, act on behalf of Heaven, help those in distress, and vanquish demons and evil," Bai Fei introduced in a gentle voice.

The Dragon King of Myriad Spirits narrowed his eyes and asked for confirmation, "The transmission of magic by a supreme deity? The way of the mage?"

Bai Fei nodded. "Not bad."

The Dragon King of Myriad Spirits' eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he had thought of something. His gaze toward Gu Zhao and the others became much more solemn. "Alright, I will not kill innocent people indiscriminately in the future. Even if I fight, I will stay away from mortals."

"Thank you, Dragon King." Gu Zhao bowed again.

"No, I should be thanking you." The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits nodded, then turned to Bai Fei, "I need to go back to the East Sea. Go and tell those old guys from the Xuanwei Divine Sect and the Spirit Court that the one from the Heavenly Demon's Descendant Tribulation not only didn't die, but may be about to awaken."

After a pause, the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits said in a low voice, "Prepare to experience another Heavenly Demon Tribulation."

"The Great Sun Mystic Light Creation Demon Ancestor?" Bai Fei's eyes flashed. "The Dragon King saw him?"

“I didn’t see him, but Mo Ao wanted to refine my magic because he taught it to him,” said the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits. “I saw the demon’s phantom in the formation.”

“Okay!” Bai Fei immediately agreed.

Gu Zhao had previously said that Mo Jiao seemed to have summoned the Demon Ancestor, and now the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits has confirmed it again, which shows that this matter is true. The Heavenly Demon who descended to earth back then not only did not die, but it seems that he is about to be reborn.

Things are getting serious!
The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits looked at Gu Zhao and the others, "Jiangzhou is my territory. From now on, the Daluo Palace can freely preach in Jiangzhou. If anyone dares to cause trouble for the Daluo Palace, then come find me. My Dragon Palace is three hundred feet below the Ling Shu Gorge of the Wanling River."

Gu Zhao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Then I won't stand on ceremony."

The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits nodded, and with a swift movement, vanished.

A moment of silence fell before Yun Yang broke it, "Despite being severely injured, his aura is incredibly strong..."

"Ten thousand years of cultivation, truly extraordinary."

"So this is the real dragon."

"Not bad, not bad, I've learned something new."

"His mind is clear and tranquil, he takes life and death lightly, and he acts without any pretense. His cultivation is very high. It was worth saving him."

"And we'll have someone to rely on from now on."

"Hahaha!"

They were no longer children. Although they had saved the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits, they never imagined that he would bow down to them and do whatever they wanted just because of this life-saving grace.

It's already quite good to gain someone's favor, let alone the fact that they made a promise.

Having eliminated the Ink Dragon and resolved the issue of the Myriad Spirits Dragon King at the same time, with no further worries, Gu Zhao waved his hand and ordered, "Return to the palace!"

(End of this chapter)