The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

Song Yi quickly regained his senses, his face showing difficulty. He carefully said, "Dragon King, please forgive me, the Dragon Transformation Pool is the foundation of the Heavenly Court and is no small matter. I'm afraid that Lord Tianxiang will find it very difficult to agree to allow all thirty-three Heavenly Immortal Dragons to enter the pool for tempering."

Ao Guang frowned slightly, about to speak, when Song Yi changed the subject: "However, if it is only about taking water from the Dragon Transformation Pool to baptize the thirty-three dragons, this humble god can mediate and it may be possible."

Back then, Venus once issued a divine decree, using only a few pools of water from the Dragon Transformation Pool to completely cleanse the demonic energy from the five hundred demons and monsters of the Golden Armor Camp, and even greatly enhance their bloodline and increase their combat power.

A hint of disappointment flashed in the Dragon King's eyes. However, although the water in the Dragon Transformation Pool was not as thorough as tempering in the pool itself, it was still enough to allow the thirty-three Celestial Dragon Clan members to undergo a complete transformation and advance further. He immediately cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Star Lord!"

He then summoned the Turtle Prime Minister and ordered him to quickly select dragons from the Celestial Realm.

About an hour later, the Turtle Prime Minister led a group of dragons into the Crystal Palace.

In an instant, the aura within the Crystal Palace surged, and the dragon's might was overwhelming. Each of these dragons possessed extraordinary bearing, and several of them had solidified spiritual light and flowing Daoist charm around them, clearly having reached the realm of True Immortals. Even if placed in the Four Seas, they would be first-rate talents.

Song Yi nodded to himself, but then he saw the Dragon King of the East Sea's gaze sweep over the ranks, his face darkening as he shouted sternly, "Ao Ying! What nonsense are you spouting? Who allowed you to sneak in here? Get out of my sight!"

The boy named Ao Ying bit his lip, took a step forward, and the illusionary restrictions on his body suddenly disappeared, transforming him into a dragon girl with a white veil, peerless beauty, and a touch of heroic spirit.

She knelt down with a thud: "Father! Your daughter does not wish to marry into the Western Paradise of Great Bliss and Fragrance, nor does she want to become the queen of the King of Great Bliss and Desire! I beg you, Father, to grant me permission to ascend to Heaven with the Star Lord!"

"You bastard!"

Ao Guang was so angry that his dragon beard trembled wildly: "That Great Blissful Desire King is the chief wrathful king under the Buddha of Bliss, practicing the secret method of union with another as an emperor, commanding 60,000 dakinis and 80,000 Dharma-protecting soldiers. If you marry him, you will be the legitimate Buddha Mother of the whole country, and you might even be able to glimpse the path to Nirvana in the West. What's wrong with that?!"

"Father!" Ao Ying cried out, tears welling in her eyes, her voice resolute, "I would rather be a slave in heaven than practice the path of pleasure and desire!"

Ao Guang sighed deeply, his voice filled with helplessness: "How could I bear to marry you off to such a distant place? But if I disobey the Buddha of Joy, the Garuda clan will surely slaughter my dragon clan of the Four Seas every day. As the head of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, how can I ruin the foundation of the dragon clan of the Four Seas for my own selfish desires?"

Song Yi's expression changed, and he then asked the Turtle Prime Minister beside him in a low voice.

The Turtle Prime Minister, leaning on his coral cane, stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

It turns out that the Western Buddhist sects had long been planning a marriage alliance in order to win over the dragon clans of the four seas.

At the border between the sixth heaven of the Desire Realm and the first dhyana heaven of the Form Realm, the Buddha of Joyful Bliss forcibly created a realm within a realm with great power, which was named "The Buddha Land of Great Bliss and Wonderful Fragrance".

At the boundary between these two heavens, there was originally a vast sea of ​​ignorance and desire, which was formed from the karma of all living beings since beginningless time. The black waves were towering and the fire of desire was burning. Not to mention ordinary people, even immortals would be swallowed up by the waves of desire and sink into it.

The Great Blissful Fragrance Buddha Land hangs above the sea of ​​desires. The beings in the land do not abstain from passions and desires, but instead take desires as their path, and realize emptiness in the midst of great bliss.

The cities within the country were all cast in pure gold, their shapes half like vajras and half like wondrous lotuses, emitting red and white light day and night, illuminating all the heavens of the desire realm.

Outsiders do not understand its teachings and often regard it as lewd and immoral. In fact, the Path of Joy is one of the three thousand Dharma gates of the West. It uses the desires of the Desire Realm as fuel to ignite the fire of wisdom, which is the essence of the Buddha of Joy's teachings on saving the world.

Song Yi frowned slightly upon hearing this, and was about to say something when a cry suddenly came from the sea.

The sound was soaring high into the clouds, piercing through gold and splitting rocks; even across the vast ocean, it still made the walls of the Crystal Palace vibrate.

Upon hearing this, all the dragons in the hall turned ashen-faced, and those with weaker cultivation trembled in their legs, almost revealing their true forms on the spot.

"Why is Garuda from the West here again?" The Dragon King of the East Sea's expression changed drastically.

"Let's go out and take a look!" Song Yi took the lead and transformed into a streak of light, rushing out of the Dragon Palace.

The moment Song Yi stepped out of the Crystal Palace, he was stunned by the sight before him.

It was a terrifying divine bird with a dark gold body and a wingspan of unknown tens of thousands of feet.

It rampages across the vast ocean, its feathers like divine weapons, cleaving through the seawater.

Two enormous eyes, like the sun, shot out two dark golden beams of divine light, illuminating the seabed.

Suddenly, it spotted its target deep in a trench. A claw covered in barbs tore open a seabed cave and pulled out a golden dragon that was thousands of feet long!

The golden dragon possessed the cultivation of a late-stage Earth Immortal and was usually a demon king. However, under the beak of the divine bird, it was as if it had been frozen in place, its body as limp as an earthworm, unable to muster even the slightest bit of magical power to resist, and could only wail in despair.

Song Yi was deeply shaken; only then did he truly realize the origin of the golden divine bird before him.

Garuda is one of the eight classes of celestial dragons.

These eight heavenly dragons are eight powerful races that Western sages subdued with their supreme power since ancient times, encompassing eight major groups: gods, dragons, yakshas, ​​gandharvas, asuras, garudas, kinnaras, and mahoragas.

Each race possesses profound heritage and terrifying strength, far beyond the reach of ordinary immortals and Buddhas.

The Garuda clan's bloodline is even more remarkable.

In ancient times, the phoenix ruled over the realm of birds, and among its two most noble bloodlines were the peacock and the roc.

Peacocks are fond of eating people, and rocs are fond of eating dragons. Both are phoenixes that were born from the malevolent energy of heaven and earth, and their nature is inherently filled with boundless ferocity.

When the ancient Demon Court ruled the heavens, there was a demon god known as "Wan Yu Yuan Jun," who was the ancestral spirit of all birds in the world and was in charge of the life, death, and reproduction of all kinds of birds.

This Yuanjun is actually an ancient demon bird with wings that blot out the sky. It is fierce and powerful. Although it is not among the Ten Saints, its strength is enough to make all demons bow down.

One day, the Golden-Winged Roc and the Myriad Feathers Sovereign met amidst the fierce winds of the Nine Heavens. Both birds were unruly and arrogant, and a great battle ensued, darkening the sky and earth.

As the fighting progressed, feelings actually developed between them.

The yang energy of the Great Roc is fierce and unparalleled, while the yin energy of the Primordial Sovereign is all-encompassing. When these two energies combine, the first generation of Garuda is born.

Therefore, the Garuda clan possesses both the extreme strength and ferocity of the Roc and the endless vitality of the Primordial Sovereign, and is neither bird nor beast, forming its own distinct species.

After the Lich Wars, the Garuda clan was subdued by the Daoist Zhunti and incorporated into the Eight Legions.

Song Yi's gaze fixed on the dying golden dragon, and he asked in a deep voice, "Does that golden dragon possess any divine authority from the Heavenly Court?"

Ao Guang hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "His name is Ao Deng, and he is an eighth-rank sea patrol general appointed by the Heavenly Court... He has been on duty in the East Sea for three thousand seven hundred years..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Yi interrupted, "Since they are Heavenly Court generals, then this Star Lord cannot simply stand idly by!"

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his hand and threw something out, which turned into a dazzling silver light that pierced through the thousands of feet of seawater and slammed into Garuda's chest and abdomen.

In an instant, boundless Yin energy erupted, the moonlight was like frost, and the chill was bone-deep. The sea area within a radius of dozens of miles was frozen into solid ice in an instant, and even the waves froze in mid-air.