The Senior Brother Can't Be Wrong, It Must Be Someone Else

That Primordial Unity Golden Immortal's heart burned with fervor, yet his face remained haughty and cold.

If it had been before, he would never have dared to offend the Dragon Clan.

Even though the era of the three-way struggle for supremacy had passed, a starved camel was still larger than a horse; no matter how far the Dragon Clan had fallen, they still had experts among them, merely burdened by boundless Karma and no longer walking the Primordial Wilderness.

If the Dragon Clan were truly provoked, there was no telling what other variables might arise.

But now, this Primordial Unity Golden Immortal no longer cared. As long as he took the North Sea and delivered it to the Purple Mansion, he would fear nothing.

Niu Ben, meanwhile, was quite astonished.

Ao Run?

He hadn't expected it to be this person—none other than the Dragon King of the West Sea.

That alluring figure, that face that made hearts race—even wounded and defeated, she still gave off a cold, exquisite beauty.

Ao Run let out a cold snort and said nothing more, but she had already prepared herself for death.

Though the Dragon Clan had declined, they still possessed the proud bones of their kind: better to be a shattered jade than an intact tile. They would never surrender!

The Primordial Unity Golden Immortal's heart burned with rage, and his face turned completely cold.

"Since you're looking for death, I'll grant it to you!"

"After you die, the Order of the West Sea will still belong to me."

As his voice fell, his mana erupted violently. The Conical Houtian Low Grade Spiritual Treasure, carrying his fury and his full power, unleashed his strongest strike.

Terrifying force swept across the sea below.

Towering waves surged skyward, and ten-thousand-foot swells churned endlessly.

At this moment, his heart was filled with wrath, and he prepared to deliver the final, fatal blow to Ao Run.

Niu Ben had originally not planned to meddle.

He was merely observing the battle here.

But just then, the system's voice suddenly rang out in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for triggering a God-tier Choice.]

[Choice 1: Help Ao Run survive this calamity, slay the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, and receive a Great Dao Divine Ability as a reward!]

[Choice 2: Stand by and do nothing—other people's affairs are none of your business—and receive a Low Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, formed when the Purple Mysterious Stone absorbs the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood and mutates into the Low Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure Dragon Flame Spear, which deals triple damage to the Dragon Clan!]

Niu Ben looked at the system's choices.

He couldn't help but find it a little amusing. If the Ancestral Dragon knew that his spilled essence blood had turned into the Dragon Flame Spear, which was even more lethal against the Dragon Clan, would he be so furious he'd rise from the dead?

He carefully considered the choices the system had given him.

If he chose the second option—standing by—he wouldn't incur any Karma and would still receive the reward of a Low Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, saving himself a lot of trouble.

But he still chose the first without hesitation.

A Great Dao Divine Ability—that was the supreme divine ability.

He had already obtained two Great Dao Divine Abilities before.

The Clone Technique and the God Conferring Technique!

Those two Great Dao Divine Abilities had at least doubled his combat power. The Clone Technique in particular allowed him to condense a clone every time he broke through a major realm, and that clone possessed one hundred percent of his own combat strength.

It was even more impressive than Taishang's One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones.

Taishang Laozi could at most transform into three people, allowing a three-on-one fight.

But as Niu Ben's realm continued to break through, each major realm breakthrough would grant him a clone with full combat power. These could serve as his trump cards. When he truly fought at full strength, he could release all his clones and simply gang up on the enemy.

The God Conferring Technique could seal all things in heaven and earth. As long as his strength was sufficient, he could even seal laws and the Great Dao itself.

Saints were immortal and indestructible, their Primordial Spirits entrusted to the Heavenly Dao.

When his strength reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin, even Heavenly Dao Saints could be easily sealed by him.

Besides, he wasn't lacking in Innate Spiritual Treasures.

If he truly needed a Magic Treasure, he could go back to Taishang. As his Senior Disciple, if he asked for a few Innate Spiritual Treasures, Taishang would certainly not be stingy.

He made his choice inwardly.

On the other side.

That Primordial Unity Golden Immortal struck fiercely, carrying overwhelming murderous might. The Conical Houtian Spiritual Treasure in his hand seemed as if it could pierce through heaven and earth.

The terrifying power converged into a single point, and even space itself seemed unable to withstand such immense force, beginning to warp and crack.

Ao Run's heart trembled in terror, her pupils suddenly contracting as if she were staring death in the face.

She did not sit idly by. She too rapidly gathered the power of the West Sea Dragon Clan, and her lifebound Dragon Pearl emerged from within her body.

Yet all her resistance seemed like a joke.

The gap between a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal and a Great Luo Golden Immortal was too vast—like a chasm.

The Primordial Unity Golden Immortal's attack was overwhelming and unstoppable.

"Die!"

The icy voice seemed to pierce through one's very soul.

Ao Run resisted with all her might, even gathering the full strength of the West Sea Dragon Clan, yet she still could not stop it.

That conical Houtian Spiritual Treasure shot forth like a rainbow piercing the sun, arriving in an instant.

She even felt as though her true spirit would be utterly annihilated under this strike.

But just then.

From the void, a sudden rebuke rang out.

"Stop!"

With the voice came an overwhelming aura.

That Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal sensed the threat this aura posed to him, yet he did not halt his attack. Instead, he pressed on, intent on killing Ao Run first. His reasoning was simple: he had already offended the Dragon Clan anyway.

Even if a Dragon Clan expert appeared, he would slay Ao Run first and seize the West Sea Token. Then, even if he encountered a peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Dragon Clan, he could fight and retreat as needed.

"You seek death!"

Niu Ben's form suddenly materialized before Ao Run, facing the terrifying attack head-on.

Ao Run had assumed it was an elder of the Dragon Clan and felt a surge of joy, yet she sensed no draconic aura from this person.

She was utterly bewildered. At this time, all other races kept their distance from the Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Clan bore immense Karma—whoever touched them would be cursed with misfortune.

Niu Ben felt the assault of the Houtian Spiritual Treasure and, without hesitation, threw a punch.

His fist collided with the tip of the conical treasure.

"Boom!"

Like a comet striking a planet, the shockwave erupted violently. The surrounding seawater was compressed and depressed, and after a brief pause, monstrous waves surged outward in all directions.

That Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, wielding the Houtian Spiritual Treasure, was sent stumbling backward repeatedly.

His gaze locked onto Niu Ben, fury burning in his eyes.

Yet he, too, sensed no draconic aura from Niu Ben. Grinding his molars, he roared in anger, "What being are you?"

Though enraged, he had not lost his reason.

The being before him was clearly not of the Dragon Clan, yet he meddled in this affair.

If he could avoid conflict, that would be best. The opponent's strength was clearly above his own—without relying on any treasure, a single fist had sent him flying backward.

This person was no nameless nobody.

Ao Run's red lips parted slightly, her eyes filled with shock.

She understood best of all. That attack, like a rainbow piercing the sun, would have surely obliterated her body and soul had it landed on her.

Yet this man before her—with just one punch.

Not only had he neutralized that terrifying strike, but he had also sent that Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal reeling. What terrifying strength was this?

Meanwhile, the Three Xiaos, standing in the void above, wore expressions of mixed feelings.

Bixiao, in particular, glanced at Ao Run, then looked down at herself. She bit her red lip, jealousy churning in her heart.

"Why did Senior Brother Niu Ben suddenly intervene? Is it just because that Dragon Clan woman's figure is better than mine?"

Yunxiao did not overthink it, but doubt lingered in her heart as well.

Previously, Senior Brother Niu Ben had always told them that when traveling the Primordial Wilderness, they must never meddle in others' affairs. He had even told them many cautionary tales.

Why would Senior Brother Niu Ben step forward to help the Dragon Clan?

As for Qiongxiao, only one thought occupied her mind: if Senior Brother Niu Ben wanted to handle this matter, she would stand unwaveringly by his side. Her senior brother could not be wrong—if anyone was wrong, it was the other party.