Dragon Clan Bloodline, Nine Claws Are Strongest!

Niu Ba was worried, but he couldn't show weakness in front of his clansmen.

He feared the Three Pure Ones would stand idly by—after all, figures as lofty as the Three Pure Ones and East Prince Gong would never pay heed to a small clan like the Ox Clan.

His son was merely Taishang's mount; if he could become a Disciple of the Three Pure Ones, then the Ox Clan would finally have a true and powerful backer.

But they had no idea that Niu Ben had already been accepted as Taishang's disciple—and not just any disciple, but his Senior Disciple.

If they knew this, the Ox Clan would have no more worries.

In the Primordial Wilderness, the bond between master and disciple was the strongest, especially for a Senior Disciple, whose status could even surpass that of a father-son relationship.

At this moment, outside Kunlun Mountain.

Niu Ben led the Three Xiaos, tearing through space itself to travel.

Only those who had reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm could perform basic spatial jumps—any place they had been before, not too far away, could be reached in an instant.

Or if they left a spatial mark, they could pinpoint the location precisely.

Shielding the Three Xiaos, the four crossed space in just a few breaths, arriving above a stretch of sea in the West Sea.

Space suddenly tore open, and Niu Ben stepped out with the Three Xiaos.

The Three Xiaos were filled with envy—when would they too attain the cultivation of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal?

Then, wherever they wished to go, they wouldn't need to fly; with a single thought, they could tear space and jump directly to their destination.

Yunxiao looked around and quickly recognized where they were.

"Senior Brother Niu Ben, past this sea, we'll reach our Three Immortal Island!"

The Primordial Wilderness's seas were vast beyond measure, spanning countless billions of miles. Even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal would need years to fly across the entire West Sea.

A distance of tens of thousands of miles, even for a Golden Immortal, wouldn't take long.

Niu Ben smiled. "Let's go. We'll head to Three Immortal Island first!"

They set off immediately.

Bixiao flew to Niu Ben's side, tightly clutching his arm, her curved eyes sparkling with mischief as she coaxed, "Senior Brother Niu Ben, the story you told us last time—you never finished it!"

"Since there's nothing to do now, can you continue?"

Niu Ben affectionately ruffled her jet-black hair, then pinched her pert little nose. "Alright!"

Yunxiao and Qiongxiao also drew closer, joy shining in their eyes.

In the past, traveling between Kunlun Mountain and Three Immortal Island had been dreadfully dull, but today, with Senior Brother Niu Ben, they wished time would slow down.

Feeling the expectant gazes of the Three Xiaos, Niu Ben prepared to tell them the ending of the story he had left unfinished last time.

Back then, he had read countless novels; picking any one at random would be enough to talk about for a long time.

Now, accompanied by beauties, he continued his tale as it neared its conclusion.

Just as the three women were listening intently, a sudden surge of monstrous waves erupted before them.

A towering wave, ten thousand zhang high, came crashing straight at them.

The story had reached its most gripping moment, but the sudden attack startled the Three Xiaos.

They had thought that having Senior Brother Niu Ben escort them back to Three Immortal Island was overly protective—after all, as disciples of the Three Pure Ones, there were few in the entire Primordial Wilderness who would dare trouble them.

Who would have guessed that this time, they would actually be ambushed?

Rage surged within the Three Xiaos.

Niu Ben had already sensed the incoming tidal wave the moment it struck. He casually waved his hand.

The terrifying wave, ten thousand zhang high, froze in place before him, then collapsed into nothingness.

Yunxiao was also angry, but a brief scan told her something was off. She furrowed her brows. "This doesn't seem like an attack on us—someone is fighting ahead!"

They had simply been caught in the crossfire.

Niu Ben smiled. "Let's go see what's happening."

The Three Xiaos nodded in unison.

Now, they all looked to Niu Ben as their leader.

The four quickly reached the battlefield.

From a thousand li away, they could clearly see the situation ahead.

On one side was a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal; on the other, the Dragon Clan.

Leading the dragons was a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, its scales damaged in many places, blood seeping out.

"A Five-Clawed Golden Dragon!"

Niu Ben was somewhat surprised. The Dragon Clan measured bloodline by the number of claws, ranging from one to nine.

Nine-Claw bloodline belonged only to the Ancestral Dragon, the clan's progenitor, and his brother Candle Dragon. They had once led the Dragon Clan to dominate the Primordial Wilderness's seas, standing as a triad alongside the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan.

After the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, the Dragon Clan had fallen into decline, burdened by boundless Karma.

Once, the Dragon Clan had been so powerful they inspired terror. The Ancestral Dragon had even reached the perfected Golden Immortal of the Origin realm. If not for the schemes of the Heavenly Dao, he might have been the first to attain enlightenment.

In those days, not even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun dared to provoke the Dragon Clan lightly.

The Demon Ancestor Luohu only dared to stir up conflict among the Three Clans from the shadows.

Only after the Three Clans had slaughtered each other into a frenzy, with blood weeping from heaven and earth and their experts nearly all fallen, did the Demon-Dao Conflict later unfold.

Now, the Dragon Clan, which rules the entire sea domain, bears the boundless Karma they once created.

They have utterly declined, suppressing the Four Seas only to atone for their Karma.

At this moment, a dragon's roar resounded across the entire sea.

But Niu Ben could see that this Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was at most a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal in cultivation. It could only fight against this Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal by relying on the endless power of the formation below.

Yet defeat was only a matter of time.

As time passed, the formation's power would not hold much longer.

"Boom!"

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon's tail lashed out.

The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal produced a cone-shaped Low-grade Spiritual Treasure, gathered his full Dharmic power, and met the attack head-on.

Below, waves surged to the heavens.

Even the formation power beneath the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon shattered completely at that moment.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon plunged straight down beneath the sea.

Immediately after, the figure transformed into the form of a woman.

The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal halted his attack, clasped his hands behind his back, stood in the void, and gazed down at the woman's figure below, his attitude arrogant and overbearing.

His voice was cold and proud, carrying a command that brooked no refusal.

"Ao Run, I'll give you one last chance. Hand over the Order of the West Sea!"

This Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal had originally intended to join the Purple Mansion Immortal Court directly, but while passing the West Sea, he sensed the Dragon Clan's presence.

A thought arose in his heart.

If he could take the West Sea as a gift for East Prince Gong upon his arrival, knowing East Prince Gong's temperament, he would surely be overjoyed and might even bestow an Innate Spiritual Treasure.

He himself was once an Innate Being, but aside from a Houtian Spiritual Treasure he had stumbled upon, he had no other fortunes.

In the Primordial Wilderness, obtaining an Innate Spiritual Treasure required great fortune, and with one, he could use it to sever one of the Three Corpses.

Then, he would have hope of reaching the Quasi-Saint realm.

A Houtian Spiritual Treasure could also sever the Three Corpses, but the resulting strength was far inferior to using an Innate Spiritual Treasure—the gap was like the difference in power between Houtian and Innate Spiritual Treasures.

His reason for joining the Purple Mansion Immortal Court was also to strive for the Quasi-Saint realm.