Volume 1: The Great Tribulation of Longhan Chapter 44: The End of the Mighty Ones of Heaven and Earth
Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.
The chiefs of the 108 subordinate tribes of the Dragon Clan requested to see the acting chief Qinglong.
"Your Majesty, the Phoenix Clan has gone too far! They disregarded the treaty that our three clans have always had, and shamelessly attacked our young people, causing heavy casualties among our clan!"
The one who spoke was the dragon that was fighting against the Phoenix clan's King Dapeng.
At this time, he was filled with righteous indignation and told Qinglong how the Phoenix Clan broke the rules.
The Dragon Shark Clan leader continued:
"Master Qinglong, the Ruoniu Clan, a subordinate clan of the Cangniu Tribe of the Qilin Clan, has repeatedly invaded our sea area, relying on the three great powers in the clan.
We followed your orders and did not send any powerful beings to provoke you.
But we can't just sit there and watch those stupid cows show off their might in our territory, right?"
Chief Longshark was once a general under Qinglong. Even after becoming the chief, he was still called Lord Qinglong instead of His Majesty.
"Your Majesty, because my tribe is close to the border of the three tribes, we are bullied by the Qilin tribe and the Phoenix tribe! My poor child, he has just started on the road and is about to enter the Daluo realm, but he was lured and killed on the border.
"We have kept your teachings in mind and have not taken the initiative to seek revenge. We have retreated again and again, but the two tribes are pressing us step by step. If we don't attack again, will we still have a chance to survive?"
The chief of the scaly crocodile clan burst into tears.
Qinglong sat on the dragon chair and listened quietly.
His deep gaze swept over the 108 clan leaders one by one.
The black dragon clan, the dragon shark clan, the scaly crocodile clan, the black turtle clan, the sea snake clan, the lobster clan, the giant whale clan...
Each clan leader took turns to talk about their own sufferings.
They have only one common demand - to allow the mighty ones within their respective clans to die!
"Your Majesty, please allow me!"
One hundred and eight clan leaders bowed together.
Qinglong sat upright with his eyes closed and thought for a long time .
The hall fell into silence.
Suddenly, the Azure Dragon opened his eyes, and his mighty power shook all directions.
"Imperial decree: All the creatures of the Dragon Clan, from the twenty-fifth level of the Golden Immortal to below, can participate in the battle!"
A golden Dragon Court decree appeared, and Qinglong took out the dragon seal and stamped it.
When the seal fell, the Dragon Court's decree split into thousands of streams of light, conveying the message to all clans.
Inside the main hall, 108 clan leaders bowed and greeted the emperor.
"Yes, sir!"
Afterwards, all those who received the order bid farewell to Qinglong.
Looking at the clan leaders who were leaving, Qinglong's eyes were filled with deep worry.
It’s too early!
The mighty ones of heaven and earth met their end too early, which was beyond the expectations of the dragon clan and beyond the control of Qinglong.
But the situation has come to this point. Qinglong wants to suppress the mighty ones of heaven and earth and prevent them from dying, and the big and small clans below will also push the mighty ones of heaven and earth to die.
This time it is the 108 affiliated tribes, next time it will be the 18,000 smaller tribes, and the next time after that the 18 tribes of the Dragon Tribe itself will ask for battle again!
All he can do now is to control the situation as much as possible.
This is also the reason why he was stuck at the combat power of Daluo Jinxian level 25 and above.
It is not time for these real high-ranking members of the Dragon Clan to leave yet. If they leave, the three clans will have to fight a decisive battle!
Now that the mighty ones of heaven and earth have been put to death, we cannot give in easily.
Qinglong flipped his left hand and grabbed the dragon seal.
“Second brother!”
“Second brother!”
Two figures appeared in the hall.
The people who came were the third ancestor of the dragon clan, Xuanlong, and the fourth ancestor, Bailong.
Among the four ancestors of the dragon clan, the Zulong is the leader of the dragon clan, the Qinglong is in charge of the dragon clan's military conquests, the Black Dragon is in charge of the dragon clan's punishments, and the White Dragon is in charge of the Ten Thousand Dragon Palace.
"Third brother, little sister, now that the mighty ones of our clan have taken their fate, the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan will surely follow suit.
In order to control the overall situation, I have to trouble you to take charge of the two battlefields separately."
Qinglong said in a deep voice.
Xuanlong was tall and wearing armor. He patted his chest and replied:
"What are you talking about, second brother? We are fighting for our dragon clan. Don't worry, leave the Phoenix clan's battlefield to me. I will definitely not damage the dignity of our dragon clan."
"Then I will go to the Qilin tribe."
Bai Long winked mischievously.
Qinglong felt helpless when he saw Bailong, who was always out of tune.
Staying in a serious place like the Ten Thousand Dragon Palace for many years did not make Bai Long's character more stable.
Qinglong said to Bailong: "Your battlefield is adjacent to the northern part of the prehistoric world. Although those sacred beings are no longer powerful, we must be on guard. I will send Prime Minister Turtle to go with you."
Bai Long nodded, "Prime Minister Turtle is mature and steady. With him watching over me, I can safely target the Qilin clan."
Seeing this, Qinglong said with satisfaction:
"Then you two should quickly lead your troops and go to take charge. Our eldest brother has not yet come out of seclusion, so no other accidents can happen!"
"yes!"
Xuanlong and Bailong clasped their fists, turned around and left the hall.
Qinglong looked up with a dim gaze, gazing at the nine-clawed golden dragon in the sky above the Crystal Palace.
The golden dragon of luck is growing stronger and stronger, but the calamity and death energy are also increasing rapidly.
The Azure Dragon put away the Dragon Seal, and the Golden Dragon of Fortune also disappeared.
As long as the dragon clan unifies the prehistoric world and becomes the true ruler of the prehistoric world, the will of the dragon clan will be the will of the world.
What can a mere calamity and death energy count for? !
If you fail...
Qinglong looked towards Dongji, his eyes becoming more profound.
…
The immortal volcano in the south of the sky, Phoenix Terrace.
The cry of a phoenix resounded throughout the southern sky, the phoenix feathers emerged, and thousands of birds came to pay homage.
The fate of the Phoenix clan’s great powers!
To the west of Buzhou is the Holy Qilin Cliff.
The Qilin seal hangs high, the war drums sound nine times, and all the beasts salute.
The end of the powerful Qilin clan.
And with the demise of the three powerful tribes, the struggle in the prehistoric land escalated to a new level.
Yesterday, the Dragon clan was exterminated, today, the Phoenix clan was massacred, and tomorrow, the Qilin clan will be robbed.
Under the endless catastrophe, killing continues.
For those who fall into disaster, life or death is unpredictable.
The first group of saints from both the immortal and demon paths were also sucked into the vortex, and only a few actually made it out.
In the southwest of the ancient world, a man in green clothes was walking with a sword in hand.
Ten steps away you will be killed, a hundred steps away you will have enemies, a thousand steps away your sword will be stained with blood.
He came all the , wielding the Qingping Sword frequently, using the Purple Lightning Hammer multiple times, and with the Apricot Yellow Flag hanging high above his head.
When the lanterns in the Eight Scenery Palace turn on, the invading enemies will be burned to ashes.
There is also a Taoist priest in blood-colored robes in the southwest of Honghuang.
Busy among the mountains and hills, others are unable to avoid the disaster.
But he pursued the "disaster" with great interest and studied those ferocious beasts without stopping.
In the mountains and valleys, one can always see the red lotus fire raging.
Sometimes you can see a Taoist priest in blood-stained clothes fleeing with a killing sword in his arms.
Even though there are many dangers, he still enjoys doing it.
There is always a gleam of excitement in his eyes.
"Where are you from, my friend?"
When the Taoist priest in blood-stained robes stepped into another valley, he met an old man with broad hands and a strong aura.
"What big pit did I step into?"
The Taoist in Blood-Robed turned and left.
The old man stopped him and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave, young man? Why don't you do me a favor?"
Seeing that he couldn't leave, the Taoist priest in Bloody Clothes simply asked, "I wonder what the senior wants me to do for you?"
When the old man saw that the Taoist in Blood Robe had agreed, he laughed and asked, "Young friend, are you researching these ferocious beasts?"
When the Taoist priest in blood-stained clothes heard this, his eyes lit up.
"Could it be that Senior..."
"Exactly!"
