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Chapter 489 Strike while the iron is hot
It was already shaken out?

Xiao Yan was taken aback upon hearing this.

The next second, the ground cracked open again, and a second ancient creature with a terrifying aura stepped out.

Everyone was startled and hurriedly turned to look. They saw that the ancient creature was several meters tall, with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a snake. Its body was covered with purple scales and it had six arms on its sides. With a powerful shake, it shattered the void and tore open cracks.

"Roar!"

He roared, his snake-like eyes scanning the surroundings before quickly locking onto Ye Fan and the others not far away.

Upon seeing this scene, Xiao Yan snapped back to reality, his scalp tingling and his hair standing on end in horror.

The others behaved much like him, all looking tense and solemn, ready to fight at any moment.

"Be careful!"

The Holy Prince spoke solemnly, his whole body radiating golden light, holding a blood-red battle halberd to protect everyone.

Tu Fei piloted his fifty-meter-tall mecha and crashed down, opening the hatch and urging everyone to come in quickly.

The group hesitated, feeling that the situation hadn't reached the point where they absolutely had to run away...

"Roar--!"

Just then, the ancient creature resembling a six-armed snake-man let out another earth-shattering roar.

With a flick of its purple-scaled tail, the snake tore through the air, instantly unleashing a terrifying aura as it hurtled forward.

"In the end... is war still inevitable?"

The Holy Prince sighed inwardly, but his eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit, showing no fear.

With a long roar, he swung his blood-red spear, fully activating the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Technique. He shattered the void with a single step, using the spear as a staff, and with immense force, he slammed it down towards the six-armed snake-like figure!
Just as the two were about to collide, the ancient creature resembling a six-armed snake suddenly underwent a strange change.

His scarlet pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints, as if he had glimpsed something terrifying beyond comprehension, instantly extinguishing his overwhelming ferocity filled with bloodlust and murderous intent, replacing it with a tremor originating from the depths of his soul.

Without any hesitation, he forcefully suppressed his attack, his six arms flailing wildly, his massive body twisting violently from inertia, creating a piercing sound of tearing air, before abruptly freezing in mid-air.

This abrupt change caused the Holy Prince's blood-stained halberd to pause momentarily.

His surging fighting spirit seemed to have struck empty air, causing him to frown and a hint of surprise to flash in his eyes.

"hiss--"

Before he could figure out the key to it, the six-armed snake-man let out a hiss mixed with fear, and then turned around without hesitation, transforming into a purple streak of light and flying into the sky.

It's as if if you slow down even a step, your soul will be scattered and you will be doomed forever!
In the blink of an eye, a purple streak of light shot into the sky, leaving only the Holy Prince standing there, raising his blood-red spear, his neck stiffly raised, staring at the sky with a face full of astonishment and confusion.

"What...what's going on??"

"Roar!!"

Before he could finish speaking, the six-armed snake-man who had inexplicably fled seemed to think he was invincible again.

He roared and charged at the disciples of various holy lands in the sky. With a sudden swing of his six arms, he tore a half-step great power to pieces. Then he grabbed a bloody arm and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.

"Creak, creak -"

The sound of teeth grinding against flesh and bones filled the air.

The holy masters and venerable elders of many holy lands were all startled, and shouted in shock and anger:
"There's another one!"

"Beast!"

The Holy Lord of the Ji family arrived from the sky, his long robes fluttering and his black hair dancing in the air, like a god descending to earth, indifferently looking down at the ancient creatures below.

An ancient mirror floated above his head. With his right hand, fingers pointed like a sword, he swung it downwards, and a dazzling beam of light shot out, instantly piercing through layers of void and striking the ancient creature resembling a six-armed snake-man.

"Roar!"

The six-armed snake-man threw away his severed limbs and roared furiously, his mouth full of blood.

The next second, he suddenly burst forth with a blazing purple light, two beams of purple light shooting upwards against the sky, actually attempting to directly confront the divine light of the ancient mirror, and crashing headlong into that dazzling brilliance.

Unfortunately, the ancient mirror that the Holy Lord of the Ji family summoned was the Void Mirror, an ultimate imperial weapon.

The power of an imperial weapon is enough to shake the heavens and the earth; how could this ancient being at the second level of immortality possibly stop it?
"Pfft-"

With a single strike, the purple light was shattered by the divine light emitted from the Void Mirror.

The dazzling light, undiminished in its momentum, was like a sharp sword descending from the sky, instantly piercing through the body of the six-armed snake-man, causing the massive body to shatter inch by inch and explode into a cloud of blood mist.

It is clear that there are differences even among the most powerful beings.

The Holy Lord of the Ji family was already a supreme Holy Lord, and with the Supreme Emperor Weapon in hand, he was naturally worlds apart from ordinary great powers.

Even though he had killed an ancient creature with a single blow, the Holy Lord of the Ji family still looked extremely solemn.

Because this is just the beginning.

After the six-armed snake-man was killed by the Void Mirror, the ground of the entire Dragon Nest began to shake.

Cracks suddenly opened, and towering dragon energy gushed out like a spring, bringing with it an ancient and ferocious aura, as if it had awakened from the abyss.

"There are still so many?!"

The holy masters of each family were all startled and hurriedly ordered their disciples to evacuate immediately.

However, those holy sons and daughters, and renowned figures from the holy land, did not immediately accept the order. Instead, they couldn't help but turn their gazes toward the Immortal Palace, as if they still couldn't bear to part with that True Dragon Immortal Elixir.

"Roar!!"

Just then, roars and howls came from the crack.

One after another, figures resembling ancient beings followed closely behind, stepping out from within and charging fiercely towards the crowd in the sky.

"boom--"

"Ah—" "Pfft—"

In an instant, a cacophony of roars, screams, and the sounds of flesh and blood flying everywhere filled the air.

Countless disciples of the holy land tried to avoid it, but were caught by that ancient creature and perished there without any power to resist.

The holy lords of each sect were enraged and unleashed their astonishing abilities to fight the ancient creature.

At that time, blood rained down and limbs flew everywhere; the Dragon Nest had become a scene of carnage, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Despite the chaos, everyone in the Celestial Palace remained safe and sound.

They gathered around Ao Bing, glancing at the horrific scene of carnage flying through the air, then at the peaceful environment around them, seemingly unaffected by the battle. They looked at each other, bewildered.

"These ancient creatures... don't seem to be hostile towards us?"

"How could that be!" Tu Fei retorted. "Look at their appearance, do they look like they can distinguish between factions?"

"Then how do you explain what just happened?"

"I……"

Tu Fei was speechless for a moment and had no words to reply.

Ji Ziyue tentatively asked, "Perhaps... it's the True Dragon Immortality Elixir?"

Everyone looked at each other, then turned their gazes to the small golden dragon.

Noticing the gazes of so many people, the golden dragon's three-foot-long body stiffened instantly. It quickly circled around to the back of Ao Bing's dragon horn, its two little claws gripping the horn tightly as it nervously watched the crowd.

Ji Ziyue blinked, a kind smile curving her lips.

"Little one, are these ancient creatures... your guardians?"

"hold head high?"

The little golden dragon tilted its head, its golden eyes filled with confusion.

Xiao Yan realized what was happening and quickly gave Ao Bing a wink. The latter nodded in understanding, turned his eyes to the top of his head, and let out a low groan.

With Ao Bing's translation, the True Dragon Immortal Elixir finally understood their meaning, and quickly shook its head to indicate that those terrifying ancient creatures were not with it.

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this, their faces showing confusion.

"Then why..."

"hold head high!"

Before the words were finished, the True Dragon Immortal Medicine let out a cry, stretched out its small golden claws, and pointed directly at the vermilion ancient coffin.

Everyone was suddenly startled: "You mean, they are all guardians of the ancient coffin?!"

"hold head high!"

The golden dragon nodded proudly, indicating that this was indeed the case.

The group looked at each other, and couldn't help but swallow hard.

There was no custom of using coffins in ancient times, so this vermilion coffin must have been buried here later.

As a latecomer, how could so many ancient creatures spontaneously protect this ancient coffin? What exactly is buried inside?
"OK OK!"

Knowing the plot, Xiao Yan quickly spoke up, changing the subject in a low voice: "Let's not talk about this ancient coffin for now. Right now, all the holy lands are fighting against the ancient creatures here. Let's take this opportunity to lure this little dragon away first!"

good idea!
A thought struck everyone, and they all looked toward the golden dragon.

Ye Fan's lips curled up, and he immediately lowered his voice and said, "Little guy, look, your hometown has been discovered by these bad guys."

"From today onwards, I fear there will be no more peace. Powerful figures from all walks of life will come in droves, all wanting to capture you!"

Ao Bing murmured, providing a precise translation.

The golden dragon's three-foot-long body trembled instantly, and it looked at Ye Fan with a face full of terror.

Ye Fan pressed his advantage, speaking with sincerity and a hint of persuasion: "As the saying goes, 'It's not the thief you should fear, but the one who has his eye on you.' Rather than staying here and being coveted by the world, living in fear, why not leave with us?"

As he spoke, he flipped his right hand, taking out a piece of divine source the size of a human head, a small jar of true dragon blood, and a bottle of unidentified liquid filled with a strong aura of true dragons. He confidently declared:
"I guarantee that I will provide you with a growth environment no less than that of Wanlong Nest!"

"You'll have plenty of divine energy, abundant spiritual energy, and even dragon blood to nourish you. Dragons... you know, they'll fatten you up. I guarantee you'll grow healthily and transform into a true dragon within five years. How about it?"

His confident words were followed by complete silence.

The people of the Immortal Palace looked at Ye Fan with strange expressions.

Ao Bing's dragon face flushed slightly, and he said with shame and indignation:

"Brother Ye!"

"Why are you..."

"What do you mean 'again'? This isn't your blood or your pee!" Ye Fan rolled his eyes.

"I bought them from your elders and uncles. They wanted the Heavenly Coins, so it's a willing buyer and a willing seller situation. What, you want to block their path to wealth?"

Ao Bing: "..."

He was speechless, filled with shame and indignation, and felt utterly disappointed in his uncles who had abandoned their dignity and sold their blood... well, you know!
Ye Fan knew that Ao Bing was thin-skinned, but for the sake of the future top courtesan of the Red Dust Immortal Palace, he couldn't care less about anything else.

"Hurry up, translate!"

"..."

Ao Bing sighed softly and began translating somewhat reluctantly.

(End of this chapter)