Chapter 38: War with the Ancestral Dragon (Part 1)

  A massive knife aura instantly slashed onto Long Ba's body, and the space where Long Ba was located was instantly destroyed by the violent knife intent. Countless spatial cracks appeared under the unparalleled knife intent of the Overlord, and a strong energy fluctuation emerged from each crack. A thousand-mile-long, bottomless knife mark appeared in the place where Long Ba was located, as if this one knife had torn apart the entire Honghuang continent.

  "Dragon Overlord......" The Ancestral Dragon looked at the Dragon Overlord being devoured by the intense knife aura, its eyes turned bright red with extreme rage, and its violent breath spread out in all directions, revealing the Ancestral Dragon's fury.

  The dragon's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Ye Qing, gritting his teeth and saying: "Ye Qing, you killed more than a dozen of my clan's elders and just now killed Long Ba. Today, I will definitely crush your bones to ashes, only then can I vent the hatred in my heart and pay tribute to Long Ba and the dozens of elders you killed."

  The Ancestral Dragon is one of the overlords of the Primordial Chaos, and it itself is a powerful being at the quasi-saint level, with strength that cannot be measured.

  However, Ye Qing was not worried that he would not be able to withstand Zu Long. With his own pseudo-saint cultivation, defeating Zu Long in the eighth tribulation of the Demon Dao was not a difficult task.

  "Hmph, Zu Long, you sent Dragon Ba, a strong quasi-saint in the 12th heaven realm, and over a dozen quasi-saint dragon elders in the 11th heaven realm to block me? You're looking for trouble with me before I even settle scores with you? Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Ye Qing said coldly to Zu Long, his eyes flashing with an astonishing killing intent, his tone seemingly unfazed by Zu Long's quasi-saint aura.

  The Ancestral Dragon noticed the icy killing intent in Ye Qing's eyes, and his heart was suddenly shocked. However, thinking of the deaths of Long Ba and more than a dozen dragon elders, which greatly reduced the dragon clan's strength, the anger in his heart suddenly flared up again.

  The overlord who dominates one side of the world has always been a man of his word, and those he wants to kill have never been able to escape.

  Zulong is a famous figure in the vast wilderness, and his behavior and style are known to few people. However, Ye Qing doesn't care about Zulong at all. With Zulong's initial cultivation as an auxiliary saint, it would be simply a dream for him to think of killing him alone, unless he sends out billions of Daluo Golden Immortals, which is still possible only if Ye Qing doesn't run away. But Ye Qing isn't a fool either, and going head-to-head with billions of Daluo Golden Immortal dragon warriors from the Dragon Clan would be exhausting for him to kill.

  Ye Qing knew that he and the Dragon Clan would never get along again since he killed more than a dozen of their elders. However, Ye Qing did not expect the Ancestral Dragon to return so quickly. If Long Ba was going to kill him, then so be it; if he didn't want to kill him, then he wouldn't. Who did he think he was? Since they were already irreconcilable with the Ancestral Dragon, there was no need to consider anything else.

  After hearing Ye Qing's words, Zu Long looked at Ye Qing with a sudden surge of killing intent in his eyes. He knew that he and Ye Qing had reached an irreconcilable point, with no room for reconciliation. His heart was also filled with regret, as he never expected Ye Qing to break through the Quasi-Saint Twelve Heaven's boundary and reach the initial Undying and Unextinguished Saint Realm. He didn't expect his own mistake to cause the Dragon Clan to suffer unprecedented losses. A Quasi-Saint Twelve Heaven strongman, along with over a dozen Eleven Heaven elders, had never died in the Three Clans Great War of a hundred million years ago. Yet today, they lost so many Quasi-Saint Twelve Heaven elders while trying to stop Ye Qing. However, now that it's done, regret has become meaningless. With this thought, Zu Long made up his mind: even if he suffered heavy injuries, he would eliminate Ye Qing today; otherwise, there wouldn't be another chance in the future.

  Since the opening of the vast wilderness tens of billions of years ago, Ye Qing had a standard in his heart, who should be killed and who shouldn't. As long as they threatened his safety, to Ye Qing, they were all people who could be killed.

  The ancestral dragon's threat to itself was too great, if a strong saintly cultivator were to constantly remember it, it wouldn't be a good thing. If not eliminated in time, it would definitely threaten its own safety in the future. Even if it couldn't threaten its own safety, what about its loved ones? Eradicating the threat while it was still in its nascent state was now Ye Qing's top priority.

  Ye Qing didn't want to be one of those soft-hearted people who sympathize with the bad guys just because they know their mistakes and can change, if he let him go, what about the people he killed before? Shouldn't they be avenged? If letting them off just because they said "I know my mistake", isn't that saying that as long as you kill someone, you can just say "I'm sorry" and get away with it? What if he goes on to kill again? So in Ye Qing's creed, no matter what you want to do afterwards, first avenge the people who were killed by you, then talk.

  So Ye Qing won't give Zu Long another chance to deal with her, she'll take him down now.

  Both of them had made up their minds to take down each other.

  The power of the Ancestral Dragon is unfathomable, and even among the top masters in the entire Primordial Chaos, Ye Qing is still a top-notch strongman. Although the Ancestral Dragon's killing intent shook the heavens, Ye Qing remained unmoved by all this.

  "Yè Qīng, today you will die."

  Zulong's anger reached its peak, and he suddenly burst out laughing. His right hand clenched into a fist, and from his lofty height, he smashed it down towards Ye Qing's head. Zulong's cultivation was originally unfathomable, and this time, with a full-force strike, the power was simply unimaginable.

  Ye Qing only felt an overwhelmingly powerful force pressing down on him, his body suddenly becoming extremely heavy, and even moving a finger required a great deal of effort.

  But this little power is still not enough for Ye Qing, "Old guy, do you think you can kill us just because of your cultivation? Hehe, if your skills were as sharp as your tongue, maybe you'd have a chance." Ye Qing glanced at Zu Long with a careless tone, feeling the pressure that Zu Long was exerting on him.

  Facing the surging power of the Ancestral Dragon, Ye Qing's mouth said he didn't care, but his face still had a hint of solemnity. He told Feng Wu in his arms: "You first stay away from us for now, and wait until I deal with this old scoundrel before we talk." After saying that, he didn't wait for Feng Wu to respond and moved her to a place hundreds of thousands of miles away.

  Watching Feng Wu arrive at a safe place, Ye Qing was no longer so worried about the aftermath of the war hurting Feng Wu, and he also let go, condensing a shocking knife intent to collide with Zu Long.

  Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!!!

  Clashing blades, a continuous explosion of sound, countless knife auras almost shattered at the moment they touched Fang Ying's shadow, sparkling and bright knife aura fragments scattered in the void, forming a shimmering layer, like stars.

  Under Ye Qing's knife aura and Zu Long's fist intent, the extremely solid spatial barrier of Hong Huang was like tofu, easily shattered by the knife intent and fist intent. The intersection of the knife aura and fist intent became a vast expanse of nothingness under the enormous power.