The people of the primordial era ruled the heavens and earth.

Zhulong is a manifestation of the primordial chaos dragon's flesh and blood combined with the pure and turbid energies.

He also possessed the legacy of creation within his mind.

That unparalleled axe strike still amazes Zhulong whenever he thinks of it.

He knew he couldn't possibly be even a fraction of what they were like.

It was precisely this mindset that made him dare not take another step forward.

He's afraid of dying!

Even a powerful being like Pangu failed to prove his Dao through force.

I could never do it.

But now, what did he see? Qin Tian had actually condensed a Heaven-Opening Divine Axe, and its aura and state were remarkably similar.

He had a premonition that he would die if he couldn't withstand that axe blow.

"Qin Tian, ​​hold your hand."

"We dragons don't want the divine soil."

"Heh!" Qin Tian sneered, unmoved. "Zhulong, things have come to this point. Whether you like it or not, you have to take this axe."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Tian formed hand seals with lightning speed, and runes rapidly condensed. Waves of chaotic energy surged into the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe in the air like a tide.

Sensing the growing power of the Heaven-Opening Axe, Zhulong panicked.

An inexplicable intuition told him that he definitely couldn't withstand that axe blow.

"Qin Tian, ​​what do you want?"

"I'll give you anything as long as you don't chop me with that axe."

"Is that so?" Qin Tian's lips curled up into a smile as he looked Zhulong up and down.

Qin Tian's scrutinizing gaze made Zhulong instantly understand his thoughts.

He was immediately enraged: "Qin Tian, ​​how dare you!"

"You actually want me to be your mount."

"Do you really think I'm going to kill you with this axe?"

"Zhulong, you chose this path yourself."

"Since you don't want the choice I gave you, then go to hell and repent."

As soon as he finished speaking, a glint flashed in Qin Tian's eyes, and he shouted, "Kill!"

The divine axe, responding to the sound, cleaved down towards the Candle Dragon.

Zhulong never expected Qin Tian to be so decisive, taking action without hesitation and leaving no room for maneuver.

Shocked, he desperately mobilized the chaotic energy within his body, condensing it into an exceptionally thick barrier in front of him.

The divine axe fell silently, without any earth-shattering noise. The qi barrier on the surface of the Candle Dragon only blocked it for a moment before being completely cut through.

Zhulong was terrified. The scene of Pangu slaughtering the Chaos Demon God like a dog in the inheritance was still vivid in his mind.

Without time to think, he desperately mobilized the qi and blood in his body, condensing them into layer upon layer of protection.

But all efforts were in vain before Qin Tian unleashed the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe using the Dou Zi Secret Technique.

The powerful protective energy of the Candle Dragon was rendered useless.

A ruthless glint appeared in Zhulong's eyes. He resolutely sacrificed most of his body in exchange for an incomparably powerful force.

Feeling an unprecedented power within his body, Zhulong, though heartbroken, no longer cared about the existence of the Styx Master and Houtu Niangniang.

With a sudden roar, he unleashed a breath of dragon fire.

Qin Tian never expected that Zhulong would rather die than become his mount.

After a look of regret on his face, Qin Tian formed the hand seals again.

This time, however, what was condensed was no longer a heaven-opening axe, but a Dao treasure bottle that shone with divine light and was engraved with wondrous scenes.

An immense power emanated from it.

Zhulong was greatly shocked when he sensed this power.

I saw Qin Tian's utterly indifferent eyes again.

Zhulong knew that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he was doomed this time.

To Zhulong's surprise, Qin Tian did not kill him.

They simply put him into a bottle and suppressed him.

He believed that sooner or later, he would be able to persuade Zhulong to become his mount.

Zhulong didn't resist anymore. After a crushing defeat, he understood Qin Tian's strength.

They've definitely entered the sacred realm, but they don't know which level it is.

...

Not long after Qin Tian went to Chaos.

Dijiang arrived with Gonggong, Zhurong, Xuanming, and Qiangliang.

"May I ask if Brother Qin Tian is here?"

Because of Houtu, the Red Lotus Envoy dared not neglect Dijiang and hurriedly replied, "Lord Dijiang, you are too late. Lord Qin Tian has already gone to the Chaos Beyond the Heavens."

Di Jiang frowned and continued to ask, "Thank you for informing me, envoy. May I ask, envoy, has anyone said anything about Brother Qin Tian, ​​and when will he return?"

Just as the Crimson Lotus Envoy was about to speak, Taotie, one of the nine sons of the dragon, suddenly burst into laughter and said:

"Dijiang, I advise you to leave now."

"Don't wait any longer, you won't see Qin Tian."

Because they were ambushed by the demon race on their way here and fought a bloody battle, Gonggong was very suspicious that the human race and the demon race had joined forces.

Since his elder brother hadn't said anything, he couldn't say anything either, after all, the Human Witch Tribe was still there.

If things really fall apart, none of us will be happy.

Therefore, Gonggong suppressed his anger.

Hearing Taotie speak like that, Gonggong could no longer hold back and roared at Taotie, "Where did this bastard come from? Did my elder brother speak to you?"

This statement not only touched a nerve with Taotie, but also with the other nine sons of the dragon.

Regardless of their status within the dragon race, this matter has always been a source of pain for them.

No one has ever dared to say it outright.

But now, Gonggong has bluntly exposed this.

At this moment, even the most good-tempered Bi'an was filled with anger.

"Gonggong, you'd better apologize to our brothers."

"Otherwise, don't blame us brothers for being impolite."

"Haha..." Gonggong laughed loudly upon hearing this: "A few bastards dare to speak so arrogantly here."

"You're being rude to me? Come on then, if you dare!"

Upon hearing this, the nine sons of the dragon—Qiuniu, Yazi, Chaofeng, Pulao, and others—could no longer restrain themselves and charged towards Gonggong.

Seeing this, Gonggong was not alarmed but delighted, a bloodthirsty smile appearing on his lips, and he charged towards the nine sons of the dragon alone.

boom boom boom…

After a fierce battle, Gonggong defeated all nine sons of the dragon, knocking them all to the ground.

This left the 10,000-strong dragon army who had accompanied them in disbelief.

The nine sons of the dragon are renowned figures in the dragon race.

Aside from Zhulong, it's them.

But now, they have all been suppressed by Gonggong.

This shocked them and made them feel deeply ashamed.

"You must not harm my prince."

"Release Your Highness immediately! Your opponents are us."

...

With roars, tens of thousands of dragon experts charged towards Gonggong.

"Interesting!" Gonggong was not surprised but delighted: "This is the first time I've seen someone so eager to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gonggong casually crushed Qiuniu's head, then flashed into the sky and charged into the dragon army.

This scene was witnessed by Qin Tian, ​​who had just returned from the chaos.

Qin Tian did not take action, but instead used the Cloud Mirror Technique to share what he had seen with Zhulong, who was trapped inside the Great Dao Treasure Bottle.

Seeing his promising juniors lying on the ground like dead dogs, Zhulong's eyes turned red.

With a hoarse voice, he shouted, "Qin Tian, ​​everything is negotiable. If you save them, it's not impossible for me to become your mount."