Fight, Fight, Fight!

Xiang Dong's consciousness remained in a state between dreaming and waking. He slept for long stretches and was awake for only brief moments.

But he knew something was wrong with his current state. His body and consciousness had both turned into intangible light, spreading across the land with the radiance of the Sun Star and flowing through the mountains and rivers with the moonlight of the Moon Star.

He was almost everywhere, yet he could only watch, unable to intervene in any way.

He "saw" an azure dragon and a black qilin fighting fiercely on the shore of the East Sea. Dragon claws tore the earth apart, and qilin hooves shattered mountains. In the end, both fell.

Their bodies and souls were destroyed, leaving only remnant souls and a trace of true spirit.

But the Primordial World was still incomplete, with no underworld or Samsara, so these remnant souls and true spirits would only slowly be worn away as time passed.

Small-scale conflicts like these played out every day. The seeds of hatred were deeply rooted in the hearts of the three clans. Watered by Tribulation Qi and nourished by the Devil Qi Luohou had scattered, they slowly blossomed into evil flowers called destruction.

A great war between the three clans was now inevitable. The Innate Divine Beings had all caught wind of it, so each had either entered secluded cultivation or withdrawn from the world. None wanted to sacrifice themselves for the three clans and let hundreds of millions of years of arduous cultivation go to waste.

And the fuse for the great war lay with the Ancestral Dragon.

The Ancestral Dragon turned his gaze to the sky, the domain ruled by the Phoenix Clan, which belonged to the Primordial Phoenix. Deep in his heart, he had always harbored a thought about her.

Now, under the influence of Tribulation Qi and Devil Qi, that thought grew wildly like weeds, until it became an obsession in his heart.

Before, he had thought it impossible, but now the time had come.

With a piercing dragon roar that rang through the nine heavens, the Ancestral Dragon rose from the East Sea and flew alone, straight toward the Phoenix Clan's habitat—the Undying Fire Mountain of Southern Brightness.

The Ancestral Dragon had come alone to the Phoenix Clan's stronghold. What did this mean? Was it a signal of aggression?

The entire Phoenix Clan went on full alert in an instant. Phoenixes, Luan Birds, and even Swan Geese and others mobilized. A host of Dark Birds soared into the sky, a scene not only magnificent and spectacular, but deadly as well.

But as far as the Ancestral Dragon was concerned, they still fell somewhat short. It would take the Primordial Phoenix herself to hold the fort.

"Ancestral Dragon, why have you trespassed in my Phoenix Clan's territory?"

The Primordial Phoenix appeared atop the Immortal Volcano. She was aloof and proud, surrounded by five-colored divine light, sacred and inviolable.

"Fellow Daoist Primordial Phoenix, why must you be so ready to draw swords and bend crossbows?"

The Ancestral Dragon assumed his Innate Dao Body. Ignoring the Dark Birds around him, he fixed his gaze solely on the Primordial Phoenix, his eyes burning with intensity.

"I did not come today to fight. Rather, I have a matter of great benefit that I wish to discuss with you."

"A benefit?" A hint of mockery appeared on the Primordial Phoenix's face. "The Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan are now as incompatible as fire and water. What benefit could there be?"

The Ancestral Dragon swept a hand, his heroic spirit soaring into the clouds. He stated his purpose bluntly, his voice full of confidence and an overbearing authority that brooked no doubt.

"I wish to unite with you and join hands to rule the Primordial World. Once we unite and bear offspring with both dragon and phoenix bloodlines, we can rightfully command the scaled and Feather Clans."

"When that time comes, the entire Primordial World will be under our control. As for the Qilin Clan, whether they submit or perish will be decided by a single thought from us."

Good grief, good grief. Why did that sound so much like something an overbearing CEO would say?

That was way too much—a textbook overbearing CEO's marriage proposal.

But as the sayings went, dragons and phoenixes brought good fortune, and dragons and phoenixes were the finest among people. A union between the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan really did have some promise.

Those words were like a massive boulder thrown into a tranquil lake, stirring up towering waves.

It was a little exaggerated to say that dragons were lustful by nature, but looking at the dragon offspring filling the Four Seas like dumplings dropped into a pot, the nine dragon sons of all shapes and forms, and the many dragons of impure blood, there was not much wrong with the saying.

Still, no one had expected the Ancestral Dragon's ambition and desire to swell to such a degree that he would set his sights on the Primordial Phoenix.

On closer thought, though, it seemed only natural. After all, the Primordial Phoenix was the ancestor of the Phoenix Clan. Phoenixes were the kings of all birds and emblems of splendor and nobility, perfectly suited to the Ancestral Dragon's tastes.

Add to that her formidable strength and her status as a divine beast likewise born from the mingling of innate Chaos Qi and the origin of heaven and earth, and wasn't she exactly the one in the Ancestral Dragon's heart?

But the Ancestral Dragon was not the one in the Primordial Phoenix's heart, so his words sounded no different from an insult to her.

"Ancestral Dragon, you're courting death!"

The Primordial Phoenix flew into a rage. At once, her phoenix cry rang through the nine heavens, and the Immortal Volcano erupted in response to her fury.

Proud as she was, how could she tolerate such humiliation? She felt that he had cast her dignity underfoot and trampled it viciously.

Unable to bear it any longer, the Primordial Phoenix transformed into a streak of five-colored divine light and swept straight toward the Ancestral Dragon.

Meanwhile, at Qilin Cliff in the center of the Primordial Land, the Primordial Qilin's expression was a sight to behold.

The Ancestral Dragon had made no deliberate effort to conceal those words, and with the Primordial Qilin's cultivation realm, it would have been quite difficult not to know about them.

"What an Ancestral Dragon!"

"What a union of dragon and phoenix!"

The Primordial Qilin ground his teeth in fury. His million-zhang qilin true form appeared in an instant, and the presence of a perfected Primordial Unity Golden Immortal made all of Qilin Cliff tremble ceaselessly.

"What's that supposed to mean? What's that supposed to mean? Just what do you mean by that?"

"You dragons and phoenixes unite to conquer the Primordial World, but what does that make my Qilin Clan? Fish on the chopping board?"

This was utterly outrageous. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought the Primordial Qilin was one part of the Ancestral Dragon and Primordial Phoenix's grand-conquest roleplay.

The Ancestral Dragon's earth-shattering "proposal" had utterly detonated a situation already seething with undercurrents. The last shred of false peace between the three clans was torn away.

As the Primordial Phoenix and the Ancestral Dragon fought, the Primordial Qilin joined the battlefield too. After all, he was quite afraid that if the Dragon and Phoenix Clans really joined forces, the Qilin Clan truly would not be able to fight them to the bitter end.

And so, the Primordial Phoenix, the Ancestral Dragon, and the Primordial Qilin, their minds completely clouded by Tribulation Qi and Devil Qi, let out furious roars as they began the final battle.

Clad in golden armor and holding the Ancestral Dragon Pearl, the Ancestral Dragon stood atop ten-thousand-zhang waves. His gaze swept over the hundreds of millions of members of the Dragon Clan and the countless aquatic armies behind him, and he raised an arm and shouted:

"The Qilin Clan has gone too far in bullying us! The Phoenix Clan is arrogant, sees no dragon as its equal, and cannot tell good from bad. Today, we shall let the myriad races of the Primordial World know who the true master of heaven and earth is!"

"Follow me... Fight!"

Clad in a robe of seven-colored radiance, a phoenix crown on her head and the Phoenix Command Token in her hand, the Primordial Phoenix commanded all the flying birds and members of the Feather Clan. Her phoenix cry was filled with rage and killing intent.

"The Dragon Clan is overbearing and wantonly lustful. The qilin have repeatedly trespassed into our territory, acting with savage arrogance and slaughtering our kin. My Phoenix Clan stands above the nine heavens—how can we let them bully us?"

"All members of the Feather Clan, heed my command! Follow me into battle!"

Atop Qilin Cliff, the Primordial Qilin stood on auspicious clouds, the Qilin Seal hovering above his head. Though originally an auspicious divine beast, he now had nothing but brutality in his eyes.

"My Qilin Clan was born to reign over the earth and should rightfully rule the heavens and earth of the Primordial World. What of the Dragon and Phoenix Clans? By my command, first destroy the Phoenix Clan, then fight the evil dragons!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

At that moment, the hatred and conflicts the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans had accumulated over so many years erupted completely.