Come On, Yingzhao Demon Saint, Let's Spar!

"Old Ox, hide when the fighting starts!"

"Why, Young Master?"

"I can help too!"

Shi Yu rolled his eyes and said, "Old Ox, the weakest among the Demon Clan who came here are Grand Unity Golden Immortals!"

The Green Ox said nothing and silently lay down on the ground. Since he couldn't help, he might as well keep eating. Anyway, he was the mount of a future Saint. Even if the Demon Clan didn't give face to the Dragon Clan, they would surely give face to Taiqing.

The Old Dragon King took a deep breath and said with forced composure, "Di Jun, my Dragon Clan has been passed down for several Yuan Cycles. How could we give up our ancestral foundation so easily because of your few words? Even if we perish together today, my Dragon Clan will never yield!"

"Then you'll need the strength to perish together, Old Dragon King!"

Di Jun shook his head slightly, as if regretting the Old Dragon King's stubbornness, or perhaps as if he disdained it.

The Ten Great Demon Sages behind him stepped forward in unison, their powerful demonic energy converging and enveloping the entire East Sea Dragon Palace.

"Ao Ren, I'll give you one last chance. As long as you lead the Dragon Clan to surrender to the Demon Clan, the four seas will still be managed by your Dragon Clan."

Di Jun said slowly. Compared to his brother, Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, Di Jun preferred to resolve issues through negotiation. He wouldn't resort to force if he could avoid it.

The Old Dragon King's gaze swept back and forth between Di Jun and the nine Great Demon Sages, secretly weighing the pros and cons.

He knew that today's matter was difficult to resolve, but to suppress the Dragon Clan by force and give up their dignity to become lackeys of the Demon Clan? That was absolutely impossible!

"Alas!"

"I came with the greatest sincerity!"

"Since it has come to this, we can only settle it with fists!"

Di Jun slowly stood up, revealing the pressure of his late-stage Quasi-Saint cultivation. The Ten Great Demon Sages behind him summoned their Spiritual Treasures. Eleven Quasi-Saints were considered top-tier strength in the current Primordial World.

"My Dragon Clan swears to the death not to surrender to the Demon Clan. This is the pride of my Dragon Clan!" The Old Dragon King struggled to stand up under the Quasi-Saint's pressure.

"Hahahaha!"

"Well said, little Ao Ren! You have the same backbone as your fallen father!"

Several figures flew from the depths of the Dragon Palace. They were Candle Dragon and the Nine Sons of Ancestor Dragon, all with Quasi-Saint cultivation. They were the Dragon Clan's last trump cards, apart from the Azure Dragon Saint Venerable.

"Di Jun, are you bullying the Dragon Clan too much?"

As Candle Dragon's eyes opened and closed, it seemed as if the sun and moon were revolving, exuding immense authority.

"So what!"

Di Jun finally gave up any thought of negotiation. Since Candle Dragon had appeared, it was clear there was nothing more to discuss.

"This is our Dragon Clan's territory, Di Jun. Let's fight overseas. I'll be heartbroken if anything in the Dragon Palace gets damaged." Candle Dragon said with a smile.

"You are the senior, so naturally, we will follow your lead!"

Candle Dragon took a step forward and disappeared from the East Sea Dragon Palace. Di Jun followed closely behind.

The Nine Sons of Ancestor Dragon moved forward together, each facing a Demon Saint and engaging them in battle.

Oh my, some of you might be wondering, there are only nine Sons of Ancestor Dragon, but there are ten Demon Sages. What about the extra Demon Sage?

Answer: The Yingzhao Demon Saint is walking towards Shi Yu, holding his long spear.

Originally, Ghost Chariot wanted to personally kill Shi Yu to avenge his good friend, Bi Fang, who had just become a Demon Saint. However, Yingzhao stopped him. This kid is quite capable of causing trouble, so it's best to leave it to him.

"Old Dragon King, hold them off for a bit. I'll be back soon!"

"Then, young friend, hurry back!"

Seeing Shi Yu run towards the Crystal Palace, Yingzhao Demon Saint wanted to chase after him. The Old Dragon King frowned and blocked his path.

"Old Dragon King, I advise you not to seek death!"

"Yingzhao Demon Saint, please enlighten me!"

"Moo~"

"Young Master, don't you have a backup plan?"

"Why aren't you using it?"

Just as Shi Yu ran towards the Crystal Palace, the Green Ox followed closely behind.

"My backup plan needs some preparation. Who knew they would start fighting without a word..."

According to the usual convention, shouldn't they exchange trash talk first before fighting? Damn it, neither side is playing by the rules.

Shi Yu took out a gourd from his waist and beckoned. Three portraits flew out from it, precisely the portraits of the Sanqing.

Immediately after, Shi Yu placed the gourd on his head, COSplaying as Calabash Boy.

"Master, Second Martial Uncle, is anyone there?"

Shi Yu bowed to the three portraits. That's right, he was calling for help remotely.

At this moment, Taiqing, who was refining pills in the Eight Views Palace, felt a disturbance in his heart, causing a slight mishap. A batch of Golden Pills was thus ruined.

"This disciple, he's gotten into trouble again~"

Taiqing shook his head, waved his duster, and a painting unfolded.

In the courtyard, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, who were basking in the sun, looked at the Alchemy Pavilion emitting black smoke and helplessly shook their heads. Why has Master been blowing up the furnace so often lately?

Inside Jade Void Palace, Yuanshi stopped preaching, closed his eyes, and contacted Shi Yu through the painting.

Inside Green Waters Palace, Tongtian also stopped preaching. With a wave of his hand, a light screen appeared in the great hall. Duobao and the others laughed when they saw Shi Yu with a gourd hovering above his head.

At this moment, the pleas for help from Shi Yu simultaneously echoed in the ears of the three of them.

"Enemies meet on a narrow road. I've run into my nemesis again, and I can't beat them."

"Master, Martial Uncle, please help!"

Taiqing nodded slightly, waved his hand, and two streams of light flew into the painting.

Yuanshi said nothing. A stream of light flew out of Jade Void Palace, forcefully tearing through space.

"Hahahaha!"

"Senior Martial Nephew, Third Martial Uncle can't get through either!"

"How about this, Third Martial Uncle will give you my most powerful magic treasure! I wish you great power!"

Tongtian said with a laugh. With a wave of his hand, four Immortal Swords radiating malevolent energy surrounded him, and a town-suppressing diagram appeared in his hand.

"That's not necessary, Third Martial Uncle..."

"It's not necessary to set up the Four Swords of Zhu Xian just to fight a Demon Clan's Demon Saint..."

"Oh, Master and Second Martial Uncle's reinforcements have arrived. Third Martial Uncle, I'm off to fight!"

"My signal is bad here, I'm hanging up now~"

After speaking, Shi Yu decisively cut off contact with Tongtian. He nodded as he looked at the three streams of light suspended before him.

Third Martial Uncle was too fierce. He wanted to set up the Zhu Xian Sword Formation at the slightest disagreement, without even considering his junior martial nephew's strength, nor fearing that the Zhu Xian Sword Formation would backfire on him...

Inside Green Waters Palace

"How vexing! Martial Uncle offered his good intentions, and you didn't appreciate them!"

Tongtian said indignantly. The four Immortal Swords around him hummed, as if scolding Shi Yu for not knowing their value.

"Master, what did Senior Martial Brother Shi Yu say he was going to do?" Duobao stepped forward and asked. He had been too busy laughing at Senior Martial Brother's attire earlier.

"He's going to fight a Demon Clan's Demon Saint. I wonder if Senior Martial Brother will be in danger!" Wudang Holy Mother said with some worry.

Inside East Sea Dragon Palace

"Little friend, why haven't you returned yet? This old dragon can barely hold on~"

The Dragon King of the East Sea's dragon robe was already tattered. If it weren't for the blessing of the East Sea Dragon Vein, he would have been beaten to death by Yingzhao Demon Saint.

"Come, come, Yingzhao Demon Saint, let's exchange a few moves!"

A blue stream of light charged towards Yingzhao Demon Saint. The one who had returned was Shi Yu.