Chapter 32: The Battle of Beihai (I)

  In the vast Eastern Sea, there stands a magnificent and gigantic palace. The palace stretches for tens of miles, almost as high as ten thousand feet, with unparalleled grandeur. From afar, it makes one feel insignificant.

  Along the outer contour of the palace, countless dense dragon warriors lined up from one end of the palace to the other. A peerless transparent palace was built around the palace and sat on it. Surrounding that palace, countless dragon warriors wearing pitch-black armor constantly entered and exited...

  In the palace, the Ancestral Dragon sat on a beautifully crafted golden dragon chair.

  The Ancestral Dragon stood up, slowly pacing back and forth in the grand hall, a thoughtful expression in his eyes. As the leader of the strongest dragon tribe among the three major tribes of the Primordial Chaos, the Ancestral Dragon knew that many people in the Primordial Chaos did not submit to him willingly with their own strength.

  Ambition, every dragon warrior has ambition. But the Ancestral Dragon's ambition is not just satisfied with becoming the leader of the dragon tribe.

  But to become the master of the vast wilderness. However, with the current strength of the dragon tribe, it is not enough to defeat the alliance of the wind tribe and the qilin tribe, so the help of the great divine method of the vast wilderness is needed. Although during this period, the dragon tribe has recovered many great divine methods, but it's still a bit insufficient. However, if they can recover Ye Qing who is spreading the teachings in the vast wilderness, then at that time, there will definitely be many who come to surrender themselves.

  Suddenly, an urgent report broke into Zulong's thoughts.

  "What's wrong?"

  The dragon raised its head with some displeasure.

  The dragon tribe's overlord, who had entered the palace, saw the unhappy expression on the Ancestral Dragon's face and quickly knelt down, saying: "Ancestral Dragon sir, the Primordial Demon God Ye Qing, whom you ordered us to monitor, has appeared in the North Sea of the Desolate Expanse. I have come to report this specifically to the Ancestral Dragon sir."

  "Hmm, go and invite all the elders," said Zulong thoughtfully.

  Soon, the elders of the dragon clan all arrived at the main hall. Once everyone was present, the Ancestral Dragon said: "Ye Qing has appeared in the North Sea. We must think of a way to get him to join our dragon clan and serve us."

  At this time an elder stood up and raised a question "What if he disagrees?"

  The dragon's eyes flashed with a fierce killing intent, saying "Those who are not useful to me will be killed. This Ye Qing is extremely formidable, so I'll send Long Ba and over a dozen elders to deal with him. Long Ba has cultivation at the quasi-saint level of twelve heavens, and adding over a dozen eleven-heaven elders should be enough."

  The old men of the palace responded and took orders.

  Ye Qing and Feng Wu were leisurely appreciating the scenery of the Northern Sea of the Primordial Wilderness when Ye Qing's brow suddenly furrowed, sensing over a dozen presences with strength comparable to that of an Early Saint at the 11th Heaven, and even one presence at the 12th Heaven, rapidly approaching this place.

  Yè Qīng clearly felt that these dozen or so auras were heading towards him, Yè Qīng ordered Fèng Wǔ and the others to stand behind him, protecting himself. Silently waiting for their arrival.

  Has he arrived? Ye Qing raised his head to gaze into the distance, quietly waiting. If he hadn't miscalculated, the person coming would be from the Dragon Clan, one of the three major tribes of the Hongyuan.

  Whoosh, whoosh! Golden light flashed across the sky, disappearing in an instant, and suddenly appeared before their eyes. The sky still lingered with over a dozen golden threads. The newcomer had already subtly surrounded Ye Qing and Feng Wu.

  "You're Ye Qing, right?" The person standing in front of him was robust and majestic, with a fierce expression and an aura of natural dominance. He wore a golden dragon robe with five claws, and his gaze was direct and forceful. Although he phrased it as a question, his expression made it clear that he was certain.

  "Yes, what about it?" Ye Qing smiled and said.

  "Surrender to me, the Dragon Clan, or else you won't know what will happen next." Long Ba's words were laced with a threatening tone.

  "Hmph, you think you can make me surrender just like that? You overestimate the Dragon Clan," Ye Qing said disdainfully.

  Long Bao's eyes blazed with anger as he looked at Ye Qing's disdainful attitude. As a member of the Dragon Clan, he had always been proud of his heritage, and now this person in front of him was treating the Dragon Clan with such contempt. This was an unprecedented shame, and throughout the entire Honghuang Continent, there might not be anyone who dared to show such disrespect towards the Dragon Clan. Anyone who harbored such thoughts would have been killed by the Dragon Clan. This showed just how powerful the current Dragon Clan was.

  "What's wrong?" Ye Qing smiled and asked.

  At this time, an elder behind Long Ba pointed at Ye Qing and said: "Ye Qing, are you going to surrender or not? If not, today will be the day of your death."

  Ye Qing's face suddenly turned cold, Ye Qing hated it most when someone pointed at his own nose.

  Not good! Long Ba's face changed greatly, he let out a loud roar, and a dazzling golden light burst forth from the top of his head. Immediately afterwards, with one hand grasping that golden light, he made a horizontal motion in front of his chest.

  "Boom..." Accompanied by a loud thunderclap and a fierce impact, Long Ba was already thousands of meters away.

  "You dare to launch a sneak attack?" Long Ba shouted, just as Ye Qing had taken the opportunity to strike at the elder with a swift slash of his sword energy when Long Ba's attention was momentarily diverted. However, what he didn't expect was that Long Ba was quite extraordinary and was able to detect it in an instant, and even managed to block the attack for the elder.

  That elder was both enraged and shocked, never expecting that the knife's energy would have such power, actually able to launch without him even noticing, if not for Long Ba Tian's keen senses, otherwise his own cultivation of eleven heavy skies of Quasi-Saint wouldn't be enough to avoid being severely injured.

  "Blocked?" Ye Qing shook his head, looking very disappointed. He had thought that even if the knife aura couldn't kill the elder, it would at least cause some injury. But it was blocked by Long Ba, it seemed he really underestimated the dragon tribe.