Chapter Twelve: Unifying the Four Seas

  Unite the four seas

  "Big brother, don't be like this. You're pressing down on me, our posture isn't decent, is it?"

  "Get lost! Not for your sake, I won't be able to use my powers for a thousand years from now. Why don't you make a move?"

  "Big brother, if I could move, I wouldn't let you press me down for so long."

  "What's wrong? Are you hurt? Let me see."

  "No——" Shen Long let out a mournful cry, shocking heaven and earth, moving ghosts and gods. "My lifelong reputation! You've ruined it all." Looking at Tian Long's head about to reach Shen Long's mouth, and the silly smiles of the surrounding dragons, Shen Long felt an urge to stay in the Primordial Cauldron for a thousand years without coming out.

  "If you don't come to help this time, be prepared to dig mines for the rest of your life." Shen Long shouted out in a flurry, hoping that Ao Gan would come.

  "Here it comes." At this moment, a group of dragon seven hands and eight feet lifted up the Tianlong who had fallen into a deep sleep.

  Shen Long also felt a pair of hands helping him up.

  Shen Long sniffed and snuffled, "Huh? Why does this smell seem so familiar?" Shen Long muttered to himself.

  Then he shook his head, "Huh, why is my head still soft?" He turned around to take a look, and saw a bright red little melon face, with long black hair like a waterfall. If Shen Long wasn't so familiar with her, he would have thought she was a gentle fairy.

  "Huh? How is it you?" Her eyes were red, as if she had just cried. However, upon hearing Shen Long's words, not only did she not get angry or blame him, but she also showed obvious delight.

  "It's not because of you, but people heard that you fell here and they didn't believe it, so they came to take a sneak peek. Who would have thought that I'd run into you as soon as I arrived? You could say it's fate." As she spoke, she hugged Shen Long's head and stared at him unblinkingly.

  Shen Long felt Ao Kun's strong pursuit, even if he was stupid. He had crossed into the Desolate Era and encountered several near-death experiences, especially this time Shen Long had also let loose his nature. He didn't want to be a bachelor for two lifetimes.

  "It's definitely fate." Shattering the constraints of his past life, Shen Long accepted Ao Kun.

  He smiled, smiling so naturally, of course, it can also be considered as lewd.

  He gradually approached Ao Kun, wanting to kiss him on the mouth, as a way of leaving Shen Long's mark. Otherwise, based on the dragon's lustful nature, in two days he wouldn't be his anymore.

  Gradually, getting closer and closer... After Shen Long let go of his heart, he didn't care if anyone was appreciating it or not, and he just wanted to get close.

  The dragons around him were worried about him.

  A group of unscrupulous dragons put down their work, even the four dragon clan giants who were carrying the heavenly dragon turned around to watch quietly. In their hearts, they silently shouted:

  "Kiss her." This was someone else's inner voice.

  "Oh dear! How annoying!" This is what most people are thinking.

  "Look at other people's ancestors, kind and gentle female dragons." This is the inner voice of some female dragons.

  "This is actually the first female dragon of the mysterious ancestor!"

  Just as Shen Long was about to kiss Ao Kun's crystal-like lips, Shen Long's eyes turned black and he fainted. Leaving behind a room full of sarcastic remarks.

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  But the battlefield ended with the cost of two ancestral dragons being carried into the dragon palace in a coma, leaving only a small part of the dragon to sweep the battlefield, and another battle on the other side had just begun.

  Just after Tian Long set out to rescue Shen Long, Huang Long led eighteen of the thirty-six Tiān Gāng elders, thirty-six of the seventy-two Dì Jiàn elders, tens of thousands of Mahayana-level dragon clansmen, and billions of dragon warriors to march towards the sea. Taking advantage of the time when the powerful ones went to seize the treasure, they attacked and occupied territories, expanding the dragon clan's domain.

  At this time, the dragon tribe has occupied six-tenths of the ocean's territory and is the strongest. Taking down the remaining territory is only a matter of time. There are also countless powerful beings in the deep sea. To unify the four seas, the dragon tribe must pay a heavy price. Just like Kunpeng, although the Tianlong and other ancestral dragons are so strong, there are only four ancestral dragons in the dragon tribe after all.

  "Kill...". Countless pieces of colorful, dazzling treasures floated above the head of the Water Tribe, like stars. With a single order from Huang Long, countless stars fell from the void, as if the Milky Way had turned upside down, and the Silver River was pouring down from the Ninth Heaven.

  The enemy across the way died in despair because most of the high-end combat forces were not present, and the territory's formation did not receive strong protection and counterattack.

  The smarter leaders, seeing the might of the dragon army, immediately surrendered and offered up their tribe's most precious treasures in exchange for a place, and Huang Long welcomed them without exception.

  Some of those who had snatched the Chaotic Cauldron back could see the Dragon Clan's great army, and they chose to hide, without any thought of resistance. They were afraid, in the Dragon Clan's spatial array, they felt an unprecedented fear. Besides, weren't they injured now?

  "Huang Long" is another dragon's roar.

  When he received the news that Shen Long was fine, Huang Long transformed into his true form with excitement and let out a mighty dragon roar.

  And the dragons in the back saw Huang Long like this, thinking that Huang Long was heartbroken. They also let out a sorrowful and indignant dragon's roar, then Huang Long only saw that the morale of the aquatic army was even higher than before. So Huang Long didn't plan to tell the other dragons about Shen Long's news, but every time they entered a new sea domain, he would let out a few sorrowful and indignant dragon's roars to boost their morale.

  The Yellow Dragon Army was like a plague of locusts, leaving behind a trail of destruction and devastation wherever they went.

  Surrender is easy to say, but if you don't surrender and slightly resist or come to negotiate terms, all will be killed without pardon.

  Huang Long is fighting in the front line, Di Long is managing and repairing the occupied sea area at the back.

  Two hundred years later, the dragon tribe's sea area expanded to 70%.

  Three hundred years later, with the dragon tribe's dominance of the sea already established, various forces large and small within the sea domain surrendered one after another. The dragon tribe's sea territory expanded to eighty percent.

  Four hundred years later, the Huang Long army entered the Western Extreme Land. The powerful beings of the Western Extreme Land hid and did not come out. The Dragon Clan occupied more than 90% of the sea area.

  Five hundred years later, the Huanglong army arrived at Beiming, and Kunpeng had recovered from his injuries. He led the Beiming water tribe to resist and preserve control over the Beiming sea area, engaging in a decisive battle with the Huanglong army at Beiming.

  Looking at the billions of troops brought by Huang Long, the treasure light on his head was like a starry sky, and the condensed momentum made even this Quanpeng who had just recovered to quasi-sainthood pant for breath, not to mention the five thousand million troops behind him whose legs went soft.

  "Withdraw, open the seal, and defend with all our might." Kunpeng looked at the dragon clan's overwhelming momentum, now retreating into the seal, hoping to increase their bargaining chips for future negotiations with the dragon clan.

  Huang Long didn't want to negotiate at all, and with a loud dragon roar, he commanded his army to launch an attack.

  "Recite—Kill—"

  Only in the midst of a large army can an aura of death be seen with the naked eye.

  Another galaxy fell from the ninth heaven, and the colorful attack landed in the black ban imposed by Kunpeng using the North Ming water. The ban was broken everywhere, and the crackling sound was endless.

  Those commanding forbidden northern dark water tribes were also submerged under the colorful attacks of Huang Long's great army.

  It only took three blows to break through the seal of Beihuang, and the 50 million water tribe led by Kunpeng were all swallowed up in the attack. The water of Beihuang was also dyed black and red.

  The fourth attack was aimed at Kunpeng alone. As he saw the attack coming, Kunpeng's face turned red with rage.

  "This time, Kunpeng self-destructed the domain he had just recovered, and this time it wouldn't take 10,000 years to recover. Then, he took out a palace and drilled into it."

  "Ah——Dragon Clan, Dragon Clan!"

  The voice of Kunpeng was filled with hatred.

  "When I recover from my injuries tomorrow, I will definitely eat 500 Dragon Clan members every day." Kun Peng vowed.

  Huang Long ignored him and from then on, the Dragon Clan unified the four seas.