Chapter 59: Dragon Clan

  The entire vast mountain range was plunged into a catastrophic disaster, with beasts running and birds flying, the earth shaking and mountains trembling, black smoke filling the air, and red light bursting into the sky. All because of a fight between two top-grade celestial beings.

  Ao Cang looked at all of this, feeling powerless in his heart. The spiritual energy within him was almost depleted, and he could only barely stand up. If he couldn't let Huo Jiao get hurt, he would have to close his eyes and wait for death.

  Huǒ Jiǎo's entire body transformed into a blazing inferno, violently breaking through the unknown formation. He let out a series of fierce roars, and if he wasn't originally a fire-attribute being, he would have been incinerated by the heavenly flames' attack. However, under the intense explosion of several thousand heavenly flames, he had no choice but to transform into a ball of primal flames to evade the attack. In other words, his physical body was destroyed and wouldn't be able to recover for hundreds of years. Moreover, his precious treasured sword, which he had painstakingly refined, was also reduced to nothing in an instant.

  "You little brat, you deserve to die."

  Ao Cang couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh in his heart. Although the opponent was injured, their strength far surpassed his own, and he had become a useless waste of spiritual energy who couldn't even muster up a single dragon's breath.

  Only a faint yellowish-brown spiritual energy remained, wandering on his body, and he could only sit and wait for death.

  After the goods, it was as if the fire god was in the world. Around his body, a fierce flame crackled and popped with no wind self-ignition. A fire snake separated from his body and pounced on itself. Ao Cang could feel the fiery teeth of the fire snake flashing with cold light, and any attack on himself would be fatal.

  "A stern voice came forth, 'How can our people be so incompetent, waiting for death with folded arms? It's shameful!'"

  Ao Cang was filled with remorse, feeling that he had lost all sense of dignity and honor. How could he have acted in such a way? To lose the will to fight like this - it was as if he had abandoned his own moral principles. Even if it meant death, he would rather die fighting.

  "Roar"

  Ao Cang let out a loud roar, transforming into a giant dragon dozens of feet long, struggling to charge towards the flames in front of him with a desperate determination, one of his dragon tails transformed into a mountain peak and smashed towards the opponent.

  "Huh?" A sudden and abrupt voice appeared out of nowhere, instantly making Huo Yun somewhat distracted, and astonishingly, there was a strong person secretly watching from the side.

  "Waaaah..."

  A mournful cry that was unwilling to give up echoed in Ao Cang's ears, and the seemingly powerful fire snake was actually swept away by its own dragon tail, turning into a sky full of flames. Ao Cang was overjoyed in his heart, originally his body had become so strong, although the scales on the dragon tail were a bit dull.

  Huī was enraged, his one strand of yuan spirit had been extinguished just like that. Although his one part of divine sense made the fire snake lose its agility, but this golden dragon's body could actually withstand his flame's scorching.

  Huāng Mǎn's body was made of flames, gradually solidifying into a flame-shaped sword, bringing with it a sky full of flames as he charged towards ào Cāng.

  Ao Cang was fearless, twisting his body and charging towards the giant flame knife.

  Bang Bang

  Ao Cang's heart was filled with joy, thinking that he didn't feel any pain. Could it be that this flame was also a last resort, without any power? He looked carefully and found himself trapped in mid-air.

  The flames reformed into a ball of fire, enveloped by a huge water bubble, and the power of the flames gradually diminished.

  The fire was begging for mercy in the water bubble.

  A young man in a cyan armor emerged from the waves, holding a halberd that split the water. With one swing of his long spear, the bubbles burst and the flames covering the Fire Kirin's body were instantly extinguished, its soul scattered.

  Ao Cang was shocked in his heart, and the other party was so ruthless that he didn't even let go of the defeated general who begged for mercy.

  The young man muttered to himself: "Being kind to the enemy is being cruel to oneself. In this society where the strong prey on the weak, survival comes at a cost. You're still far off." As he spoke, he put down the Awu that had been suspended in mid-air.

  Ao Cang landed on the ground and transformed into a handsome young man. He bowed his hands to the youth and said, "Thank you for your timely assistance!"

  Young man said: "That's also your progress, otherwise I wouldn't bother to save you. In this vast and chaotic world, if you want to survive, you have to rely on yourself."

  Ao Cang nodded and replied: "Yes, but..."

  Young man, don't forget the lesson of Ao Cang. I'll tell you sternly: remember that this is the Desolate World, where there's no fairness or mercy to speak of. Do you know how many of our clansmen were killed by the Walking Beast tribe? How many of our clansmen were eaten by the Flying Bird tribe? Who pities them? And who will pity our dead children? If I hadn't happened to pass by, you would have already become someone else's meal.

  "Uh, senior... I don't know about these things..."

  The young man's face changed and he interrupted Ao Cang saying: "Enough, knowing that this world can't have a bit of kindness is enough."

  Ao Cang nodded: "Yes"

  The young man nodded in approval and asked: "Are you willing to join our clan?"

  Ao Cang heard the word "tribe" and his heart was overjoyed, the loneliness of many days suddenly disappeared, he nodded hastily: "Good good, I'm willing!"

  This young man was named Ao Qu, and his cultivation in the middle period of the Heavenly Immortal was at least one small level higher than that of Ao Cang. He was ordered to report back to the clan group, and after talking with Ao Qu, he also roughly understood some basic situations of the current Honghuang world.

  After Pangu opened the sky and earth, with Pangu's blood and flesh as essence, various creatures gradually nurtured on the vast land of Honghuang, including flying birds, walking beasts, and various scaly aquatic tribes. However, most of these creatures had not yet opened their spiritual wisdom, and some even lived a life of dawn to dusk. Nevertheless, among them were also direct inheritors of Pangu's and Tiandao's memories - the Heaven and Earth Heterodox Beasts. They possessed exceptional talent, cultivated quickly, and gradually became powerful beings in the world, possessing great strength in their respective domains. As these heterodox beasts proliferated, they gradually formed tribes, and these powerful creatures summarized their cultivation methods and passed them down to their own tribes.

  Among these tribes, the strongest are the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin tribes. With their respective strengths, they have been absorbing other tribes, while some others have voluntarily attached themselves to them, forming the current Honghuang forces after tens of thousands of years of development. The flying birds take the Phoenix as their superior, the walking beasts take the Qilin as their superior, and the scaled armor takes the Dragon as their superior.

  From then on, a large-scale struggle began in the world, and the contradictions between the three clans also gathered in recent years.

  Ao Qu was originally a master sent to preside over one side, but due to an urgent message, he had to rush back to the group to report, and it was only by chance that he saved Ao Cang's life.

  After nearly a year of flying, Ao Cang and the others finally arrived at a continuous mountain range. As they drew closer, Ao Cang felt an intense surge in his blood vessels. The familiar feeling filled his heart, making him feel a mix of emotions, almost to the point of tears.

  This is a vast and desolate wilderness, with no end in sight. The mountains are intertwined, with peaks stacked on top of each other, as if many mountain ranges have accumulated here. Each mountain is towering and intimidating, with clouds and mist swirling around them, filling the air with a primordial energy. This is a place where dragon veins converge, the earliest birthplace of the dragon tribe. Among them, one main vein is extraordinary, like a giant sleeping dragon, with countless massive mountains serving as its vertebrae, stretching out in all directions, with an aura that is beyond description.

  The main peak is like a dragon's head, sprawling among the mountains. At the connection of the dragon's head, it is mountain rocks, forming pieces of stone scales opening one after another, occasionally even flapping, just like dragon scales. The whole dragon mountain is vivid and lifelike. Upon closer inspection, you will involuntarily fall into it, this dragon mountain seems to have life, those eyes suddenly emit a brilliant light, and there is even a low dragon hum wandering in your mind.

  Here, the dragon's veins are filled with divinity, and perhaps after millions of years, it will transform into a divine dragon.

  Along the way, ancient trees are towering, many old trees have grown for tens of thousands of years, high into the clouds, sometimes several trees are together, covering an area of unknown thousands of miles. There are also many old vines, like a dragon, winding around several large mountains, vines all over the ground, and the cliffs are covered, lush and strong.

  In the center is a deep valley, where there is a natural dragon cave, with occasional bursts of rainbow light and auspicious colors spewing out. A group of dragons rest beside it, guarding the dragon cave, and young dragons play and frolic, rolling and jumping about, creating a peaceful scene.

  Ao Qu put Ao Cang in a simple mountain cave and hurried to the Tianlong Cave, which was the mountain cave where the ancestral dragon was born, also known as the main dragon vein dragon head. Ao Qu reported in a low voice against a stone wall, suddenly interrupted by a loud and powerful voice.

  "Awesome, you say that in our dragon clan, there is another Golden Dragon, or a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon. Haha, it's indeed the will of heaven, as only one or two Golden Dragons can be born every tens of thousands of years."

  Ao Qu's face lit up with joy: "It is the Dragon Ancestor, Heaven blesses our tribe. This is also the result of our tribe being recognized by the Heavenly Way. The days when the Dragon Clan dominated the Hongyuan are not short."

  "Alright, inform the three elders and pass on my decree. Grant Ao Cang a spiritual treasure to aid in his refinement, but do not weaken the prestige of our dragon clan. As for the emergence of the pre-heavenly spiritual root, do not let word get out. Wait until it is ripe before we take action."

  "Obeying the orders of our venerable ancestor."

  The three elders were the Five-clawed Golden Dragon of the dragon tribe, with cultivation reaching the level of Da Yi Jin Xian Yuan Man, only a thin line away from the Great Luo Jin Xian. They were among the top masters in the tribe. A strong conviction flowed through Ao Qu's heart, he too wanted to work hard and strive for a breakthrough.

  Ao Cang sat quietly in the Dragon Cave, rapidly absorbing the purest dragon energy. The majestic dragon energy caused his body to expand rapidly, this was the spiritual power he had been dreaming of.

  In his cultivation, Ao Cang's heart was filled with an unshakeable conviction that he would become one of the strongest in the world. Although there was a certain gap between him and those born strong, as long as he worked hard to cultivate, he would eventually narrow the gap between them.

  Like Huang Quan, Luo Yu and these strongest beings in the world, they are already at the level of Golden Immortal when they were born, and they possess great divine powers. As long as they have enough spiritual energy, they can quickly grow to the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, or even the level of Daluo Golden Immortal. Although I am not comparable to them now, if I continue to cultivate, I will eventually catch up with them.

  There are still many powerful people like Huang Quan Luo in the world who don't know how strong they are, so I must work hard myself.

  The struggle in the Desolate World has not only never stopped, but has been escalating constantly, for a place to cultivate spiritual energy, for a single First Heaven Medicine King, and even just for a little bit of face. Struggles like those between Ao Cang, who is at the Tian Xian level, are an everyday occurrence.