Dao Venerable Qing Tian thought to himself, then prepared to leave this place. After all, he had no idea whether that girl Meng Wu was still waiting outside the Blood Sea.
With that in mind, he crossed the Blood Sea in a single step and arrived at its entrance.
"Not good!"
"..."
No sooner had he reached the entrance than he sensed a great battle erupting at the Blood Sea's threshold.
Outside the Blood Sea.
Meng Wu was currently besieged by four or five Dragon Clan beings, her body already covered in wounds.
Meng Wu lifted her head to look toward the Blood Sea's entrance. "Master, why haven't you come out yet?"
Ever since Qing Tian entered the Blood Sea, Meng Wu had waited here for ten thousand years. Just yesterday, she had already planned to return to Undying Mountain, but as she was about to leave, a group of Dragon Clan beings suddenly appeared.
In the Primordial Wilderness of the present day, although the three great races had not yet reached a state of mortal conflict, one flaw of the Dragon Clan was their fondness for lechery.
Otherwise, the saying that a dragon's nine sons were each different would never have arisen.
One of the Divine Dragons at the Five-Claw Level had caught sight of Meng Wu's beauty and wanted to forcibly take her back to the Dragon Clan.
But Meng Wu naturally refused, and so the two sides erupted into battle.
If it had been before, Meng Wu would certainly have been no match. However, after Qing Tian had elevated her cultivation, she did not simply surrender at the first moment.
Yet facing the numerical advantage of the Dragon Clan, along with a Mid-Stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal among them, Meng Wu gradually fell into the disadvantage.
"Little Vermilion Bird, just obediently give up resisting. I don't want to see you hurt." A youth with a pair of horns on his head stood in the void, speaking to Meng Wu.
"Hmph!"
"Just you wait. When my master comes out, that will be your end."
"..."
Meng Wu looked at the youth as she replied.
In her heart, she was naturally praying for Qing Tian to appear quickly.
"Haha!!"
"Is that so? Then this young master would really like to see it."
The youth said with a laugh.
"Is that so?"
"You really want to see it?"
"Boom!"
But before the smile could fade from the youth's face, a voice like the wrath of the heavens themselves resounded through heaven and earth.
Beneath that voice, the surging Blood Sea around them ceased its churning.
"Not good!"
Among those present, the Dragon Clan being at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal level immediately reacted upon hearing this voice and appeared beside the youth.
"Boom!"
A beam of light directly blasted into that Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. Under this ferocious attack, the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was instantly annihilated, body and soul.
Hiss!!
With the death of that Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, every Dragon Clan being present drew in a sharp breath of cold air.
At the same time, a figure appeared beside the injured Meng Wu.
"Master!!"
Seeing this sudden arrival, Meng Wu was naturally overjoyed.
"Rest assured. As this Dao Venerable's mount, I will not let you suffer for nothing." Qing Tian waved his hand lightly over Meng Wu, and a vast life force poured into her body.
This life force naturally came from the Dragon Clan Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal who had just died.
"May I ask who you are, Senior?" Seeing Qing Tian suddenly appear beside Meng Wu, the Dragon Clan youth was shocked, but only for a moment.
After all, killing a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal in a single move was something even their Dragon Clan could do. Moreover, he was a high-ranking member of the Dragon Clan. Who in the Primordial Wilderness would dare not show him some face?
And his father was one of the Twelve Dragon Kings, a Golden Immortal of the Origin.
"Who am I? I am Dao Venerable Qing Tian. Weren't you just saying you wanted to see me? Now I'm here." Qing Tian turned around, looking at the Dragon Clan youth as he replied.
Dao Venerable Qing Tian?
The Dragon Clan youth quickly ran through the name Qing Tian had announced, but found that he had never heard of such a figure in the Primordial Wilderness.
Could he be a rogue cultivator?
As a high-ranking member of the Dragon Clan, the youth naturally understood that there existed some powerful rogue cultivators in the Primordial Wilderness.
His father had once warned him about this, telling him not to be too arrogant when traveling the Primordial Wilderness, lest he accidentally run into such figures and cause trouble.
He never expected that today, he had actually encountered one.
"So it's the esteemed Dao Venerable Qing Tian, senior. This one was reckless just now—we'll take our leave at once." The Dragon Clan Youth was no fool; after all, a being who could slap to death the Golden Immortal of the Origin he'd brought along was not someone he could contend with.
Thus, having said his piece, he prepared to lead the remaining Dragon Clan creatures away.
"Leave? Do you think that's possible?"
Qing Tian watched the youth who had turned to flee, then swept his hand through the air. A powerful barrier materialized around them, sealing off all paths of escape.
Seeing the barrier, the youth turned back to face Qing Tian and said, "Senior, you go too far. I am the son of the Silver Dragon King, one of the Twelve Dragon Kings."
"Silver Dragon King? I don't care who that is. Today you wounded my mount—all of you die." Qing Tian didn't bother listening to the youth's rambling. He simply flipped his palm again with force.
Boom!
In an instant, a massive hand descended from the void.
No further description was needed. Under Qing Tian's overwhelming cultivation suppression, the Dragon Clan Youth and all the Dragon Clan creatures behind him were reduced to ashes.
"Master, you..." Meng Wu had wanted to stop Qing Tian when she heard the youth announce his lineage, but before she could speak, Qing Tian had already killed them all.
Qing Tian looked at the now-recovered Meng Wu. "What is it?"
"Master, that Silver Dragon King is a late-stage Golden Immortal of the Origin, a top-tier figure among the Dragon Clan. You killed his son, I'm afraid..." Meng Wu said worriedly.
"No matter."
Qing Tian was unperturbed. At this moment, his cultivation was at the perfected Golden Immortal of the Origin stage—immensely powerful. Even if the Ancestor Dragon himself descended, he would not fear.
As long as no Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin appeared, he had nothing to dread.
Besides, Qing Tian didn't believe such an existence currently roamed the Wild Continent.
"Let's go. Carry this master to Buzhou Mountain," Qing Tian said.
"Very well, Master."
Meng Wu dared not argue further. She transformed and bore Qing Tian toward Buzhou Mountain.
Not long after, a storm erupted across the Wild Continent.
The Dragon Clan Hunt Order.
A hunt order issued by the Dragon Clan appeared across the Wild Continent.
The reward was an Innate Spiritual Treasure.
One must know that Innate Spiritual Treasures were exceedingly rare—even some Golden Immortals of the Origin did not possess one.
At the same time, the name 'Dao Venerable Qing Tian' resounded throughout the Wild Continent.
For a time, countless beings searched for this Dao Venerable Qing Tian.
But that search lasted ten thousand years, and the Dao Venerable Qing Tian seemed to have vanished without a trace.
After all, the Dragon Clan had only given a name, with no other information about this Dao Venerable Qing Tian, making the search like looking for a needle in a vast ocean.
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