Though Niu Ba harbored worries in his heart, he could not show cowardice in front of his clansmen.
He worried the Three Pure Ones would stand by and watch. After all, how could big shots like the Three Pure Ones and East Prince Gong possibly take a mere Ox Clan like theirs seriously?
His son was merely Taishang's mount; if he could become a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, then their Ox Clan would truly have a powerful backing.
Yet they did not know Niu Ben had already been accepted by Taishang as a disciple, and moreover as the personal senior disciple.
If they were aware of this matter, their Ox Clan would no longer harbor any worries.
Within the Primordial Wilderness, the bond between master and disciple was the most secure, especially for the personal senior disciple of the sect, whose status even surpassed that of father and son.
At this moment, outside Kunlun Mountain.
Niu Ben led the Three Xiaos, directly tearing through space to travel.
Only by reaching the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm could one perform preliminary spatial jumps; as long as it was a place one had visited before and the distance was not too far, one could arrive instantly.
Or by leaving a spatial imprint, one could precisely grasp the location.
Protecting the Three Xiaos, the four of them crossed space directly, and in just a few breaths' time, they arrived above a expanse of sea in the West Sea.
Space suddenly tore apart, and then Niu Ben walked out of the spatial rift with the Three Xiaos.
The Three Xiaos felt incomparable envy in their hearts; when would they too possess the cultivation of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal?
By then, wherever they wished to go, there was no need for flight; with just a thought and a tear of space, they could reach their destination directly through spatial jumping.
Yunxiao cast her gaze around, and very quickly recognized where this place was.
Senior Brother Niu Ben, once we cross this sea area, we can reach our Three Immortal Island!
The seas of the Primordial Wilderness were vast and boundless, numbering who knew how many hundreds of millions of miles. Even for a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, wanting to fly across the entire West Sea region would take several years.
A distance of tens of thousands of miles, however, even with Golden Immortal cultivation, could be reached in no time at all.
Niu Ben smiled and said, Let's go, let's head to the Three Immortal Island first!
The few of them immediately set off on their journey.
Bixiao flew to Niu Ben's side, tightly hugging Niu Ben's arm, her curved eyes carrying a mischievous glint as she coaxed, Senior Brother Niu Ben, the story you told us last time hasn't finished yet!
Anyway, we have nothing to do right now, can you continue telling it?
Niu Ben dotingly rubbed Bixiao's pitch-black, silky hair, reaching out to pinch that pert, delicate nose: Alright!
Yunxiao and Qiongxiao also drew closer, joy evident in their eyes.
In the past, traveling back and forth between Kunlun Mountain and the Three Immortal Island had been exceedingly dull, but today, with Senior Brother Niu Ben, they only wished time would pass a little slower.
Niu Ben felt the expectant gazes cast by the Three Xiaos and prepared to tell them the ending of the story he had left unfinished last time.
Having read countless novels last time, casually picking any one out was enough to keep him telling stories for a very long time.
At this moment, he traveled in the company of beauties, and as he narrated, the story drew close to its conclusion.
Just as the three women were listening with rapt attention, raging billows suddenly surged up before them.
Waves reaching tens of thousands of feet tall crashed directly toward them head-on.
The story had reached a captivating and heart-stirring moment when a sudden attack caught the Three Xiaos by surprise.
Previously, they had felt that Senior Brother Niu Ben escorting them back to the Three Immortal Island was pampering them far too much. As disciples of the Three Pure Ones, there were very few people across the entire Primordial Wilderness who dared to trouble them.
Who could have imagined that this time they would actually encounter an ambush.
Rage surged in the hearts of the Three Xiaos.
Niu Ben had already sensed the towering giant waves the moment they came crashing down, and he casually waved his hand.
Those terrifying, tens-of-thousands-of-feet-tall waves froze right before him, and then dissolved into nothingness with a booming crash.
Yunxiao was also quite angry, but a slight sensing made her realize something was amiss, and she furrowed her delicate brows as she said, This doesn't seem to be an ambush targeting us; someone is fighting ahead!
The few of them belonged to being caught in the ripples of battle.
Niu Ben smiled and said, Let's go take a look at what is happening first.
The Three Xiaos nodded in unison.
Right now, they followed Niu Ben's lead in all things.
The four of them quickly flew to the site of the battle.
A thousand miles apart, they could already clearly see the situation ahead.
One side was a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, while the other side unexpectedly belonged to the Dragon Clan.
At the lead was a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, its scales damaged in many places with blood seeping out.
To think it's a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon!
Niu Ben was also somewhat surprised. The Dragon Clan based their bloodline on their claws, particularly ranging from one to nine claws.
A bloodline of the nine-clawed tier belonged solely to the Dragon Clan's primogenitor, Ancestral Dragon, and his younger brother, Candle Dragon. Back then, the Dragon Clan dominated the Primordial Wilderness seas, standing in a tripartite confrontation respectively with the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan.
After the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation, the Dragon Clan completely declined, bearing boundless karma.
The Dragon Clan of the past was so powerful it chilled people to the bone, with Ancestral Dragon even reaching the consummate Primordial Golden Immortal realm. Had he not been plotted against by the Heavenly Dao, he might well have been the first person to attain the Dao.
In those days, even Dao Ancestor Hongjun did not dare easily provoke the Dragon Clan.
Demon Ancestor Luohu only dared to instigate the conflicts among the Three Clans from behind the scenes.
After the Three Clans fought each other to the point of utter madness, heaven and earth wept blood, and the experts of the Three Clans almost perished completely, which led to the subsequent Demon-Dao Conflict.
And now, the Dragon Clan that once ruled the entire seas bore the boundless karma they had accumulated in the past.
They had completely declined, suppressing the regions of the Four Seas solely to erase the Dragon Clan's karma.
At this moment,
Dragon roars resounded through the entire sea area.
However, Niu Ben could tell that this Five-Clawed Golden Dragon possessed at most Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivation, and being able to fight this Grand Luo Golden Immortal relied entirely on the continuous power of the formation below.
Yet defeat was merely a matter of time.
As time passed, that formation's power could not be maintained much longer.
Boom!
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon lashed out with its tail.
Meanwhile, a cone-shaped Low-grade Spiritual Treasure appeared in the hands of that Grand Luo Golden Immortal, who gathered all his magic power and met the attack head-on.
Sea waves surged to the heavens below.
Even the formation power beneath the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon completely shattered at this moment.
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon plummeted directly beneath the sea.
Following closely, that figure transformed into the appearance of a woman.
The Grand Luo Golden Immortal stopped the attack in his hands, stood with his hands behind his back in the void, gazing down at the woman's figure below with an arrogant and overbearing attitude.
His voice was cold and haughty, carrying an irrefutable command.
Ao Run, I'll give you one last chance: hand over the Order of the West Sea!
Originally, this Grand Luo Golden Immortal had intended to directly join the Purple Mansion Immortal Court, but while passing through the West Sea, he discovered the aura of the Dragon Clan.
A thought had thus sprouted in his heart.
He wanted to join the Purple Mansion Immortal Court; if he could capture the West Sea on his way and present it as a gift to East Prince Gong, he believed East Prince Gong's personality would surely be pleasantly surprised, and perhaps he would bestow an Innate Spiritual Treasure.
And he had once been an Innate Being as well, possessing no other great opportunities aside from a Houtian Spiritual Treasure he had acquired by chance.
Wanting to obtain an Innate Spiritual Treasure in the Primordial Wilderness required great opportunity, and as long as he possessed an Innate Spiritual Treasure, he could use it to sever one of the Three Corpses.
By then, he could look forward to becoming a Quasi-Saint.
A Houtian Spiritual Treasure could also sever the Three Corpses, but his subsequent strength would fall far short of using an Innate Spiritual Treasure to sever them—the gap was just like the disparity in might between Houtian and Innate Spiritual Treasures.
His joining the Purple Mansion Immortal Court was also out of a desire to make a breakthrough toward becoming a Quasi-Saint.
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