Young Lord Xuanpeng-Who Was the Oriole Waiting Behind?

"Azure Flood Dragon, get out here!"

Outside the Flood Dragon Demon Water Palace, in the Lingluo Sea.

The Kunpeng Heavenly Voice stirred up endless thunder. Sparks and serpents of lightning scattered in every direction, turning three million li of water into a blazing thunder pool.

Beyond the palace's territory, quite a few creatures were curiously watching what unfolded.

Ever since the Tianyuan Sacred Sect and Tianhe Dao Sect had fought each other to exhaustion and both sides' Pure Yang Dao Lords had vanished, the Tianyuan World had been left without a Pure Yang power to hold it steady. Nor was there anyone at the Mahayana level. Conflicts among the Upper Three Realms had grown ever more frequent.

Whether they sought resources, magic treasures, blessed lands, or Cave Heavens, those in the Upper Three Realms of the Tianyuan World never held back.

And the Upper Three Realms beings who came from the Heaven Beyond Heaven were even less inclined to play fair.

Seeing someone come to make trouble for Azure Flood Dragon, his neighbors were only too happy to enjoy the show.

Outside the palace that ruled three million li of water, Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals lay strewn everywhere.

A young man around eight feet tall stood with his hands behind his back, gazing proudly at the palace before him. Its protective formation might as well not have existed.

This was Young Lord Xuanpeng of the Kunpeng Clan, whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of Void Refinement.

After learning of the upheaval in the Tianyuan World, he had come to travel through it. Then, on Cloud Perch Continent, he had heard news of Azure Flood Dragon and come to stand up for his younger sister.

In Young Lord Xuanpeng's eyes, with his pureblood Kunpeng lineage and middle-stage Void Refinement