The Grand Performance Begins! Ancestral Dragon Explodes, Devil Race Acts, Everyone's Dumbfounded, Not Fighting?

"The first step was basically done. As long as Ancestral Dragon confirmed the Devil Race's infiltration, he would definitely come looking for me again."

"Not only that—as long as the Dragon Clan entered the jar, the Phoenix Clan and the Kirin Clan wouldn't be far behind."

"And the final winner of the Dragon-Han Calamity was Hongjun. Aside from Hongjun, everyone else was calculated to death by him, and Luohu was no exception."

"If I lay out the board with the Three Tribes, drawing Luohu into the game isn't impossible. I might even be able to scheme a little against the Five Elements Ancestor, Qiankun Ancestor, and Yin Yang Ancestor, who travel the same path as Hongjun."

"Mm. I also don't know what version of the Primordial World this is, or whether Yang Mei is in it too. No rush. I just need to take it step by step."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and thought after thought flashed through Tang Xuan's mind. By the end, Tang Xuan's face was already dazzlingly bright.

As long as this move succeeded, he could completely establish himself in the Primordial World!

When that time came, no matter what he schemed, it would all become as easy as turning over his hand.

Just thinking of that scene made Tang Xuan a little impatient.

Of course, excitement was excitement, but Tang Xuan still had the caution he ought to have. He would not let a momentary victory go to his head. He had always been extremely steady. The game had not reached a tailwind yet, so naturally he would not start drifting.

Letting out a breath, Tang Xuan turned his palm over and took out the spirit treasure Ancestral Dragon had given him.

He weighed the small cauldron in his hand, pondered briefly, and temporarily put it away without refining it.

It was only a low-grade Innate Spirit Treasure. Its level was too low, and there was no need to refine it. He would set it aside first and decide how to handle it later.

Casting aside stray thoughts, he raised his head slightly and gazed into the distance.

While Ancestral Dragon had not yet returned to find him, he might as well continue refining rivers to expand the radiation range of his main body.

As for taking the initiative, going out himself to find Ancestral Dragon, Yuan Feng, Shi Qilin, or even Luohu and the others?

Tang Xuan naturally would not do something so stupid.

Even if none of them entered the jar in the end, Tang Xuan would not take the initiative to seek them out. Otherwise, he would appear far too eager, lowering his own value instead.

In any case, even if he could not scheme much during the Dragon-Han Calamity, there would still be the Wu-Yao, the Investiture of the Gods, and even the Journey to the West Calamity afterward. There were still plenty of opportunities. Great Luo was undying, his lifespan eternal. He had all the time in the world. There was no rush.

If his mystique was gone, it would be very hard to maintain it again. That was what mattered most.

Whoosh!

With a sway of his figure, Tang Xuan went to search for new rivers nearby.

Elsewhere, the East Sea.

After returning to his base camp, Ancestral Dragon had originally wanted to contact his younger blood brother, Candle Dragon, and have Candle Dragon investigate with him. But after thinking it over, Ancestral Dragon still gave up on the idea.

This matter was of grave importance. He could not beat the grass and startle the snake. It was better for him to investigate in secret on his own.

As a peak expert of the Hun Yuan Golden Immortal Realm, and moreover one of the three great overlords of the present Primordial World—not to mention a Chaos Demon God in his previous life—Ancestral Dragon's abilities naturally needed no doubt.

If he had not first built up suspicion in his mind, Ancestral Dragon might perhaps have overlooked it. But now that he had doubts, how could Ancestral Dragon possibly fail to notice the clues?

Very quickly, Ancestral Dragon's face turned green. After investigating for less than an hour, Ancestral Dragon chose to give up.

It was not that he did not want to keep investigating. Rather, there was already no need.

Among the Dragon Clan's Great Luo Realm experts, nearly ten had been swapped out by the Devil Race, and there were several hundred Primordial Unity Golden Immortals as well. What the hell was there left to investigate? Their Dragon Clan had nearly been infiltrated by the Devil Race into a hornet's nest.

Boom!!!

Inside the Dragon Palace, Ancestral Dragon's mentality exploded, and he frantically destroyed everything around him.

Only after venting the fury in his heart did Ancestral Dragon's emotions gradually stabilize.

"Devil Race... good, good, good. What a fine Devil Race. What a fine Luohu!"

"Good. Truly good. You all deserve to die!!!"

Ancestral Dragon's face was savage, a fierce light showing in his eyes. Instinctively, he wanted to erase the Devil Race members within the Dragon Clan and then go straight to Spirit Mountain to settle accounts with Luohu.

The depth of composure belonging to an overlord of the Primordial World made Ancestral Dragon calm down. He knew this was not the time to beat the grass and startle the snake.

Even so, Ancestral Dragon's palms were trembling slightly. It was from anger. His expression shifting between dark and light, he began thinking of countermeasures.

At this moment, Candle Dragon sent a voice transmission saying the Dragon Clan's experts had come together, saying they had important matters to discuss.

Seeing this situation, Ancestral Dragon temporarily cast aside his distracting thoughts, took a deep breath, and restored his expression to calm before letting them all enter.

When he saw who had come, Ancestral Dragon's gaze immediately sharpened.

There was no need to say much about Candle Dragon. As Ancestral Dragon's younger blood brother, Candle Dragon had been born with mastery over fragments of the Great Dao of Time, and his cultivation had already reached the late stage of the Hun Yuan Golden Immortal Realm. Aside from Ancestral Dragon, the strongest in the Dragon Clan was Candle Dragon.

And among the ten peak Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm experts who came in behind Candle Dragon, three were precisely... Devil Race spies!

The Western Lands, Spirit Mountain.

Within the Devil Palace, Luohu sat cross-legged atop the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus. Beside him, the Four Swords of Zhu Xian flickered in and out of sight, emanating endless slaughtering energy.

As if sensing something, Luohu opened his eyes. In the next instant, a black shadow appeared out of thin air before Luohu.

"Greetings, Devil Ancestor."

The black shadow knelt on one knee and spoke respectfully.

"Speak."

Luohu said faintly.

"Devil Ancestor, the time has come. This lowly one has already contacted our clansmen within the Dragon Clan in secret. Given the current situation of the Three Tribes, as long as our clansmen fan the flames before the Ancestral Dragon, the great war between the Three Tribes will break out at the slightest touch."

The black shadow explained the matter from beginning to end.

"Oh?"

"Jie jie jie, this seat's Zhu Xian Sword Formation has reached the crucial moment in its sacrificial refinement. As long as the Three Tribes' great war begins, the endless aura of slaughter will allow this seat's Zhu Xian Sword Formation to be completed entirely."

"When that time comes, the entire Primordial World will be under this seat's control. This seat will be able to re-refine the Primordial World's Earth, Wind, Water, Fire and in one stroke prove the Dao to the position of Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal."

A trace of a smile appeared on Luohu's face as he laughed in satisfaction.

"Congratulations, Devil Ancestor. Your scheme is about to succeed. In the entire Primordial World, who could possibly be the Devil Ancestor's match?"

The black shadow immediately offered up flattery.

"Heart Demon, this matter is of great importance. There must not be the slightest mistake."

Luohu said in a deep voice.

Originally, Luohu had wanted to have his subordinates keep a close watch on Hongjun. After all, Luohu was well aware of the threat Hongjun posed; he might become his great enemy. But after thinking it over, Luohu still gave up on the idea.

Watching him would be useless. If anything Hongjun did could be discovered by the Devil Race, Luohu would instead have to suspect whether Hongjun was scheming something.

"Yes. Please rest assured, Devil Ancestor. The conflicts between the Three Tribes were already ready to ignite at any moment under our clan's secret instigation. Now we are merely pushing with the current. There will definitely be no mistakes."

Heart Demon guaranteed.

"Excellent."

"Brother, the Phoenix Clan and the Kirin Clan are far too bold. They actually attacked our clan's offspring in secret again. Countless young dragons have already been wiped out."

"Since they're seeking death, there's no need for us to keep waiting. It's time to let them know the wrath of our Dragon Clan."

"With just the likes of them, even if they join hands, they still won't be a match for our Dragon Clan. Brother, the unification of the Primordial World is today!"

Candle Dragon, dressed in black and with a youthful face, had fire spraying from his eyes as he spoke in fury.

"Clan Leader, give the order."

"That's right, Clan Leader. Our clan's experts have long since been unable to endure any longer."

"The Phoenix Clan and the Kirin Clan are seeking death, so let's fight! Let them know who the true overlord of the Primordial World is!"

"Clan Leader, those two clans simply don't put our Dragon Clan in their eyes, much less put you in their eyes. It's time to let them know our Dragon Clan's matchless might!"

One Dragon Clan expert after another spoke up.

"No rush. Have the clansmen all remain in the Four Seas. Before this seat gives the order, no one is to provoke a great war without authorization."

The Ancestral Dragon said faintly.

"Ah?"

Candle Dragon's expression froze, and he looked at the Ancestral Dragon in confusion.

The three Devil Race spies among the ten Great Luos also looked at one another, all of them puzzled and dumbfounded.

No, why aren't you fighting???

This wasn't right.

Didn't you say last time that the time was about to ripen, and that it was time to unify the Primordial World and prove the Primordial Chaos Dao???

"Enough. All of you, withdraw."

The Ancestral Dragon did not explain much. With a wave of his hand, he spoke directly.

Candle Dragon and the Devil Race spies still wanted to say something, but seeing the Ancestral Dragon's forceful attitude, they could only all leave.

Looking at the backs of the Devil Race spies, the Ancestral Dragon's eyes turned cold, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

They wanted him to give the order to start the great war so Luohu could reap the fisherman's profit? Heh. Did they really think he was still the same as before?

Just wait. This debt—he would definitely settle it properly!

"I'll go again and see if River God has any good ideas. I can ask about what happens afterward too. I left too hurriedly just now and didn't ask clearly."

The Ancestral Dragon thought inwardly. When he thought of Tang Xuan's identity, his brows furrowed slightly, and he felt somewhat startled and uncertain.

Just what exactly was this person's identity!?

Forget it. Now was not the time to dig into that. The safety and future of the Dragon Clan were what mattered most.

Whoosh!

With a flicker of his figure, the Ancestral Dragon vanished from the Dragon Palace.