I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

Ning Chen suppressed his churning blood and qi, and taking advantage of the moment when the little white dragon was questioning him sharply, he suddenly raised his head and shouted.

"Brother Ao! Calm down! What you're saying didn't happen to me!"

Ao Lie chuckled.

"Ning Chen, you scoundrel! You're still so silver-tongued and eloquent. Do you think I'd believe you?"

Ning Chen raised his voice and shouted.

"Brother Ao, if you don't believe me, you can carefully examine my cultivation level! There's still a chance to undo what happened five hundred years ago!"

Ning Chen dispersed all his protective defenses, allowing the little white dragon's divine sense to probe him.

The white dragon was skeptical, but upon probing with its divine sense, its cold dragon eyes suddenly contracted!

"what?"

"How could your cultivation level be so low...?"

The little white dragon's huge mouth was slightly open, as if it wanted to say something.

He remembered that back then, this thief had only been around for a few decades, yet his cultivation had reached the heavens and the earth, and he possessed countless magical treasures. He could suppress him directly with just one of these treasures, and even though he had the bloodline of a true dragon, he was powerless to struggle and turn the tables.

Why, after five hundred years, did his cultivation level not even reach the True Immortal Realm?

What exactly happened in those five hundred years?

As Ao Lie, the little white dragon, calmed down, he suddenly remembered a sentence Ning Chen had said after suppressing him.

"Brother Ao, although you have a deep misunderstanding of me, I will spare your life today. Five hundred years from now, you will understand my good intentions!"

"I am heartbroken by your sister's tragedy, but thankfully, there is still a chance to salvage the situation!"

Thinking of this, the little white dragon's body trembled violently, but it dared not ask any questions rashly, because there were countless eyes watching this place from the sky.

Ning Chen instantly understood the apprehension in the little white dragon's eyes; this was not a place to speak freely!

His gaze drifted to the pool at his feet, its deep, churning waters exuding a chilling aura.

A decisive glint flashed in the little white dragon's enormous eyes. It wouldn't hurt to listen to what this thief had to say before making a decision.

Then, he transformed into a silver ribbon and plunged down from the heavens!

The thick dragon tail wrapped around Ning Chen's body, and with Ning Chen wrapped around it, it plunged headfirst into the bottomless, icy ravine, leaving only a huge whirlpool!

Those who witnessed all this could only watch helplessly as their bodies remained numb, trembling unconsciously.

Even if they wanted to help Ning Chen, they were powerless to do so.

Despair was evident in everyone's eyes.

"Brother Ning, he's been dragged into the deep pool by that real dragon!"

"We're doomed. Once he eats Ning Chen, we'll be next!"

Those on the shore who witnessed this scene felt their hearts sink into an abyss!

Their only hope, their teammate who could fight against this terrifying dragon, was swept away right before their eyes!

Facing a raging dragon in this deep ravine, how could this group of people, who were almost completely unable to move, possibly have any chance of survival?

A chilling stillness, accompanied by a desperate panic, permeated the banks of Eagle's Sorrow Gorge.

Some quick-witted people, like Qian Quan, immediately started urinating and defecating anywhere.

He said in a low voice.

"Classmates, Teacher Luo, hurry up and get yourselves covered in poop and pee! Ao Lie is the third prince of the Dragon King, and he's arrogant. If he's also a germaphobe, he definitely won't eat us after eating Ning Chen's delicate flesh!"

Upon smelling the unusual odor, everyone understood Qian Quan's intentions, and Lao Luo's eyes lit up.

"Brilliant! Why didn't I think of that!"

"This kid does have a knack for quick thinking!"

Chen Feng was protected by the Golden Light Talisman, so he wasn't completely paralyzed. If he wanted to run, he could actually move.

But he knew that even if he ran, he couldn't outrun the might of the True Dragon, so it was better to...

"Master, you taught me that true heroes know when to yield and when to stand firm. Today, to survive, I have no choice but to resort to this desperate measure!"

Chen Feng gritted his teeth, relaxed a certain muscle, and secretly sighed, "Ah, this feels so good!"

The people who collapsed on the shore began to have a contest to relieve themselves.

"You dead cock, hurry up and piss yourself!"

"Oh no, I'm paralyzed by the electric shock, I can't pee at all! Move a little, you're usually such a good early riser, aren't you?"

Although Sun Rongrong also wanted to do this, she was, after all, a girl. She gritted her teeth and struggled repeatedly, but in the end, she still couldn't cross her bottom line.

She slowly closed her almond-shaped eyes, and a few sad tears streamed down her face.

"Fine, so be it. I'll be a star-crossed couple with Brother Ning, at least I'll have company on the road to the underworld!"

"Waaah, what a pity, I'm still a virgin!"

.......

Ning Chen felt the icy cold water as the dragon's tail swept him through layers of water curtains, plunging him straight into the deepest part of Eagle's Sorrow Gorge.

The bottom of the pool was not completely dark and murky; instead, there was a strange space that was isolated by a light blue light barrier, forming a dry and waterless area.

The source of the light shield was a bright pearl, emitting a soft glow that steadily supported the immense pressure of the stream.

With a flash of silver light, the little white dragon's enormous body shrank rapidly, transforming into human form and landing in front of Ning Chen.

Five hundred years have passed since we last met. The former Third Prince of the Dragon Palace has shed his youthful naiveté. He stands tall and straight like a pine tree, his black hair is casually draped over his shoulders, and his face is handsome, but his expression is as cold and stern as if it were made of ice for ten thousand years.

He was dressed in a plain white brocade robe, his eyes sharp as knives, staring intently at Ning Chen.

"Ning Chen!"

The voice of Little White Dragon Ao Lie rang out, devoid of any warmth.

"I'll give you three sentences to explain. If you utter a single falsehood, I will fight to the death to take your life, for the sake of the Western Sea and for the sake of my poor sister!"

Seeing the deep sorrow and hatred in Ao Lie's eyes, Ning Chen smiled bitterly and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Brother Ao, please don't be anxious. Five hundred years have passed, and the world has changed. What I know is probably very different from what you have seen. Could you please tell me first what I did five hundred years ago? And why did your sister perish?"

Ao Lie's hatred intensified, but he suppressed his impulse to immediately kill Ning Chen and coldly stated his intentions.

"Hmph! Five hundred years ago, you and your senior brother plotted to defy the heavens and overthrow the emperor! My younger sister, Ao Xue, deeply devoted to you, was bewitched by you and followed you! And what was the result?"

His voice suddenly rose, filled with endless grief and indignation.

"That monkey was suppressed beneath the Two Realms Mountain! Your whereabouts, Ning Chen, are unknown, your fate is uncertain! And my younger sister, Ao Xue..."

His throat bobbed, and he uttered those two words with difficulty.

"I died in battle! The Jade Emperor was furious and issued a decree, punishing my entire West Sea Dragon Palace clan for treason! I was imprisoned at the bottom of Eagle's Sorrow Gorge! My father was stripped of his Dragon King title and locked deep within the Dragon Palace, where he eventually died in despair! The vast West Sea Dragon Palace, with its wealthiest dragon clan in the world, was thus implicated by you, torn apart, and my family was destroyed!"

Ning Chen was also quite surprised. Was it really necessary for him to participate in this matter of fighting against the heavens?

Logically speaking, I am not such a stubborn and obstinate person.

Having a deep understanding of the Journey to the West world, he knew that even if his cultivation reached the Quasi-Saint realm, he might not be able to overturn this world.

Ning Chen then recalled that at the foot of Five Finger Mountain, his senior brother said that he had been forcibly taken away by a man named Xuan Du, and Ning Chen roughly had an idea in mind.

"Could it be that back then, I was confident that I had the power to overthrow the Heavenly Court, but Xuandu interfered and ruined everything..."

"So, the problem lies with Xuan Du!"

"That scoundrel is truly despicable! Relying on his status as a disciple of a sage, he forcibly took me away, causing Monkey King and Little Dragon Girl to suffer a terrible fate!"