From afar, the three of them could see a white lotus flower that was thousands of meters tall. It swayed elegantly and grew in a pool of divine water that was surrounded by colorful light. It was a magnificent sight.
Around it, there were three grades, six grades, and nine grades of white lotuses, all of which were well-arranged.
A pool of divine water and a pool of white lotuses!
" Twelfth Grade World Cleansing White Lotus!"
Ao Long immediately recognized the lotus.
It was the twelfth-grade World Cleansing White Lotus, one of the five lotus thrones formed by the thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Green Lotus!
Sitting on it, he was immune to all attacks and cleansed his mind!
However, it was not affected by negative emotions or the invasion of demons. Its defense was shocking!
It was the most top-notch Primordial Spiritual Treasure in the Primordial World. It was the most suitable thing to use to cut out the Ancestral Dragon's Good Separation.
Ao Long was in a good mood now that he had resolved a huge issue on his mind. He decided to travel to the other two islands.
On the Three Immortal Islands, each island was suppressed by a unique treasure. This Penglai Immortal Island was a twelfth-grade World Cleansing White Lotus, so the treasures on the other two islands should not be inferior to it.
Although he had already regarded the Three Immortals Island as his dojo, his curiosity was still there. He wanted to see it first!
But at this moment, he suddenly raised his eyebrows.
When he heard that they were going to dissect the corpse, the old fellow's movements were faster than a rabbit!
As he muttered in his heart, he immediately stretched out his hand and wiped the air.
There was a piercing sound.
The void in front of him was forcefully torn apart, and a figure wearing a purple-gold python robe stepped out.
Xihe, Chang Xi greets Father!"
When Xi and Chang Xi saw who it was, their expressions immediately changed.
Because they were already family, the two girls had already changed their words.
"Yes, thank you for your hard work!"
The Ancestral Dragon ignored Ao Long's teasing. His old face was filled with excitement as he nodded at the two girls.
Then, he turned his gaze to the huge twelfth-grade White Lotus of Purification.
"Let's cut the corpse!"
Ao Long didn't stand on ceremony and waved his hand.
When the Ancestral Dragon saw this, it was rare for him to be serious with Ao Long. He nodded and then released the terrifying primordial spirit power that belonged only to a quasi-saint expert. It directly enveloped the twelfth-grade World Cleansing White Lotus and began to refine it.
The first step of Corpse Slaying was to refine the Numinous Treasure that he had chosen. He had to refine it with his heart in order to successfully sever the corpse!
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In the outside world, above the East Sea, in front of Penglai Immortal Island.
At this moment, there were two camps confronting each other.
"Prince of the East, have you forgotten the lesson of being blown away by my nephew a thousand years ago? You still dare to come to the East Sea to seek wildfire.”
In the sky, the Torch Dragon poked its huge dragon head out of the clouds. Its mountain-like dragon eyes looked at the group of people on the sea with great momentum. It revealed a disdainful expression, especially toward the leader of the group, Prince of the East. It scoffed.
"How dare you, Dragon Clan? Don't you know that this is Emperor Dong Hua of the Immortal Court? Why aren't you kneeling?"
Facing the imposing Zhulong, the corners of Donghuang Wang's mouth curled up in disdain.
A person immediately flashed out from behind him and pointed at Zhulong as he shouted.
"That's right. You're just a broken race from the Dragon Han Great Tribulation. You don't deserve to enjoy the Four Seas. Either you leave the Four Seas and find another place to rest, or you surrender to the Immortal Court.”
"Hurry up and get out of the Four Seas!"
"Surrender, surrender, surrender!"
Instantly, hundreds of thousands of cultivators of the Immortal Court began to boast and clamor.
"Dragon clan, quickly leave this sea region and hand over the Three Immortal Islands. Otherwise, you will be punished according to the rules of rebellion. Destroy your dao foundation and destroy your body and soul! Where's the Ancestral Dragon? Tell him to come out and welcome the Saint's envoy, Emperor Dong Hua!”
Donghuang Wang immediately clasped his hands behind his back and shouted in a dignified manner.
This was a famous saying that he had been shouting for more than a thousand years, and he was very familiar with it.
He was certain that although the Dragon Clan had a powerhouse who was suspected to be a Sage-to-be, they would not risk universal condemnation and disobey the orders of a Sage.
After all, there was only one Saint in the Primordial World. Who was not afraid?
He was the head of the male immortals personally conferred by the saints. He was now Emperor Dong Hua of the Immortal Court. He was below one person and above hundreds of millions of people. He held real power and no one dared to disobey him.
Even the dragons, one of the three innate races, wouldn't dare to take the risk, right?!
"Haha…What a joke. Donghuang Wang, don't think that you're so great just because you have the support of a Saint. If you have the ability, go and subdue the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes!”
"You even threatened to massacre the Dragon Clan. Where did you get the courage and confidence?!”
"Hmph, don't try to talk nonsense. See if I don't take down this arrogant dragon!”
"Haha…Prince of the East, can't the Primordial Continent hold you anymore? You're running out to the sea to cause trouble.”
Just as Prince of the East was about to kill Zhulong.
A mocking voice suddenly rang out.
Immediately after, a group of people came whistling from the distant sky.
The leader was surrounded by golden flames. He was the Demon Court's Sovereign, Donghuang Taiyi!
Soon, Donghuang Taiyi stopped ten thousand miles away.
"Demon Court's East Emperor Taiyi greets Fellow Daoist Zhulong!”
Although the Monster Race also looked down on the Dragon Race, don't forget that his big brother still owed the Dragon Race three conditions. Under his elbow, he had no choice but to put on a polite appearance.
"Taiyi, why are you everywhere?”
Seeing Donghuang Taiyi, a look of disgust flashed across Donghuang Wang Gong's face.
The Immortal Court and the Demon Court were like fire and water, and there was almost no room for reconciliation. Therefore, when they met, they would either beat or scold each other. This was a common occurrence in the Primordial World.
"This is East Ocean, not your Immortal Court.”
Taiyi said contemptuously.
"Hmph, a group of evildoers. When the second lecture of the Purple Cloud begins, I will definitely report you guys who don't obey the rules to the Saint. Just wait for the Saint to vent his anger!”
As soon as he said this, Donghuang Taiyi's expression froze. He paused in his steps as he was about to step forward. He had some misgivings in his heart.
Donghuang Wang Gong ignored Donghuang Taiyi as he knew that Donghuang Taiyi would not dare to do anything to him.
Because the person standing behind him was a Saint, he did not dare to act rashly.
He took out the Nine Yang Divine Sword, pointed it at Zhulong, and shouted loudly.
"Zhulong, are you going to give in or not?"
"So what if I give in? So what if I don't?”
Torch Dragon would not indulge Prince of the East. As a Connate Divine Beast and a figure of the same generation as Hongjun, Torch Dragon's arrogance was incomparable to Emperor Jun and Taiyi.
"I'll give you a chance to survive. If you don't, prepare to be exterminated!”
"Haha…Arrogant! Then I'll let you experience the power of the Dragon Clan!”
Zhulong did not give in!
For a moment, the atmosphere became tense and a great battle was about to break out.
Seeing this, Taiyi led the army and retreated ten thousand miles for some unknown reason, actually watching from the sidelines.
"Haha!"
At this moment, a light laugh broke the tense atmosphere.
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