Wa Directs Three Battles Across the World, While the Dragon Ancestor Takes the Blame for the Yellow Emperor

"I won't die."

Emperor Yan's voice rang out with power.

"Sigh! Human Emperor... that isn't up to you." Gong Gong Ancestral Witch wore a sorrowful look, but his eyes were full of amusement. "If a group of demon commanders and demon emperors were willing to pay the price, shamelessly searching for a chance to surround and kill you..."

"Then perhaps the tragedy of your daughter Nu Wa would happen again!"

"Alas!"

The Dragon Ancestor mourned in advance, as though attending a funeral.

"Hmph!"

Emperor Yan was displeased. He flicked his sleeve. "Azure!"

"Mind your own business!"

"What happens to me, Emperor Yan, is none of your concern... But as for that Fangxun, I hope he realizes that some old dragon once grew two eyes for nothing and died an extremely miserable death!"

"Hahaha!" The Dragon Ancestor laughed heartily. "How could that happen?"

"I won't make the same mistake twice!"

He had complete confidence in Fangxun, because this would be his strongest posture on the path to becoming an emperor!

—His benevolence was like Heaven, his wisdom like that of a god. Approached, he was like the sun; gazed upon, he was like the clouds. Rich, yet never arrogant; noble, yet never indulgent. He could understand and cultivate virtue, thereby drawing the nine clans close. Once the nine clans were harmonious, he could bring order to the people. Once the people were enlightened, he could unite the myriad nations!

He would become the most ideal ruler!

He would also be the culmination of the Dragon Totem!

The Dragon Ancestor possessed such determination.

"Then we'll see!"

Emperor Yan narrowed his eyes. He seemed unwilling, yet forcibly endured it and maintained his calm while handling matters concerning the tribe.

Once the leaders of the Human and Dragon Clans had settled who would serve