Liu Xuan Visits the East Sea

Eastern Sea.

The waves surged and roared like thunder.

Beneath the sea, the Sea Patrol Yaksha leads its Shrimp Soldier generals to survey the surrounding waters.

Inside the Dragon Palace, sea bream and mermaids drank wine and made merry.

Amidst the singing and dancing, a scene of prosperity unfolded.

Even though the dragon race is not as powerful as before, it still retains its extravagant nature.

Liu Xuan strolled along the seabed, seemingly unnoticed by the creatures around him.

Until they arrived at the gates of the Dragon Palace.

Then an aged voice resounded from the depths of his heart:

"Is there anything important that brings you to my Dragon Palace?"

"Why not send a messenger to convey a message?"

"So that I may have the Dragon Palace prepare a grand procession to welcome you."

Liu Xuan smiled gently:

"It's alright, it's alright."

"I have come here on the Imperial Decree of my master, the Taiyuan Heavenly Venerate."

"Coming to visit the Dragon Clan."

"Making a big fuss about it will only backfire."

The voice from the shadows paused, and when it spoke again, it seemed several degrees colder.

He said indifferently:

"We dare not disobey the Heavenly Lord's Imperial Decree."

"However, there are still important matters to attend to within our clan."

"Please forgive us for being unable to entertain you, fellow Daoist."

Liu Xuan knew about the feud between his master and the Dragon Clan, so he wasn't too bothered by the cold attitude of the person in the shadows.

"I have a plan that can bring the ancient dragon race back to light."

"It could also cause the Four Seas Dragon Clan to fall completely, unable to even retain their remaining glory today."

"It depends on what choice you fellow Daoists make."

Liu Xuan smiled faintly:

"I am thinking about this matter, which is of great importance and will determine the fate of the Dragon Clan."

"Fellow Daoists, you should listen to it for yourselves."

"Otherwise, once the dust settles, it will be too late to regret everything."

The old dragon in the shadows seemed to be pondering and weighing its options.

A moment later.

Dragon King Ao Guang of the East Sea, hurriedly walked out of the Dragon Palace.

"Ao Guang pays his respects to the Dao Lord."

"May I ask your Dao Lord?"

Ao Guang gazed at the handsome Daoist before him, he felt as if a dazzling sword light, capable of illuminating the universe, was flashing before his eyes, causing them to sting.

He bowed his head respectfully, not daring to look again.

He was very strong; all he knew was that this Daoist priest was very strong.

"This humble Daoist Liu Xuan, whose master bestowed upon me the title Xuanxiao!"

Ao Guang respectfully said:

"Please, Dao Lord."

"The Ancestor is already waiting in the hall."

Liu Xuan followed Ao Guang to a hidden hall in the Dragon Palace.

He entered the main hall.

Then one could see that within the great hall, celestial mists shrouded the space, and divine light shone brightly.

Within the hazy mist, the sound of dragons roaring seemed to echo.

Its power is immense, as majestic as an ancient mountain, as awe-inspiring as a vast galaxy.

"Hoo~"

Azure Dragon, Black Dragon, White Dragon, Red Dragon, Yellow Dragon.

The five pure-blooded old dragons, each exuding an aura of decline, displayed their power.

In an instant, Liu Xuan felt as if he were on an ancient battlefield in the Dragon-Han Era, surrounded by the sounds of war, the killing intent filling the sky, and an endless killing aura washing over him.

If an ordinary cultivator were to encounter this, they would lose their courage and their Dao heart would be corrupted by just this one move.

Even Dao Lord at the level of Daluo Golden Immortal would make a fool of himself and lose face if he wasn't careful.

But Liu Xuan was no ordinary person. He had risen from ruin and recovered from annihilation. He had already experienced the Great Terror between life and death, let alone a mere illusion.

Even if you threw him onto the ancient battlefield of Longhan, he probably wouldn't even blink an eye when he got into a fight.

Liu Xuan saw the mountains of corpses and Blood Sea that appeared before him in a blur, and the endless light and shadow, but his heart remained completely unmoved.

He gently flicked the Kunwu Sword in his bosom.

"Sing~"

A clear, crisp sound of a sword ringing out instantly resounded throughout the entire Grand Void.

The next moment, reflected in Ao Guang's terrified face.

An extremely dazzling sword light poured down, splitting the endless void and depicting a scene of endless slaughter and destruction.

Yin and Yang give rise to each other, the Five Elements follow each other, in the primordial evolution, the world was created, and all realms returned to nothingness...

Until, everything turned to nothingness.

Earth Deity, suddenly occupying all dimensions of time and space, shattering all illusion and reality.

"Hmm~"

Ao Guang grunted.

His face turned pale.

Even though Liu Xuan's sudden sword intent wasn't directed at him.

But even that wisp of lingering shock made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and a Great Terror rose from the depths of his soul.

'Such a ruthless sword intent.'

'Such a steadfast swordsmanship.'

'A decisive approach indeed.'

Ao Guang suppressed his fear and slowly calmed the emotions surging within him.

Compared to Ao Guang, who was affected by this wisp of sword intent, the five Old Dragon Lords who faced the sword intent directly felt it much more deeply.

"Yin and Yang, life and death, this is the Ultimate Sword Dao!"

"The younger generation is truly formidable; the younger generation is truly formidable."

After a long while, an old dragon spoke, breaking the silence of the room.

The Daoist priest before me has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Life and death, yin and yang.

He clearly grasped the Dao of the end of life, the end of death, the end of Yin, and the end of Yang.

This is what we call the ultimate, or the end.

The five Old Dragon Lords looked at Liu Xuan with complicated expressions.

How unjust is the Heavenly Dao!

The Wuyi Mountain Dao Lineage has produced a celestial being who overshadows all worlds.

Is another sword-wielding Dao Lord or Quasi-Saint about to emerge out of nowhere?

Suppress the surging thoughts in my heart.

Having experienced the Dragon-Han Tribulation, the Old Dragon Lord quickly regained his composure.

When they spoke again, their tone was much calmer.

After all, the original intention was to give Liu Xuan a warning.

In the end, they were outmaneuvered.

Even if they have thick skin, they can no longer put on airs.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist!"

In the void, the mist dissipated, and five ancient dragons manifested their Dao Body, bowing slightly to invite Liu Xuan to take a seat.

After some pleasantries...

The Green-Robed Dragon Lord said calmly:

"Although our dragon race has suffered repeated calamities, it no longer possesses its former power."

"But what you say, fellow Daoist, can decide the rise and fall of our Dragon Clan in a single word."

"This is a gross underestimation of our ancient dragon race."

"You've overestimated your abilities."

Even now, with the Candle Dragon Emperor and the Dragon Mother, the Dao Mother Goddess, dormant in the Dragon Abyss, recuperating and unable to unleash their full power.

Even the Dragon Clan Dao Lords at the Daluo Golden Immortal level are either dead or too old.

Even though the Dragon Clan is now subservient to the Dao Court of the Purple Mansion Continent.

But it is undeniable that...

This is the overlord of the Archaic Era.

Even now, it remains a colossal entity that dominates the Primordial Continent and commands respect across the four seas.

Any force that covets his power must admit that seizing control of the four seas from the dragons is an impossible task, and the slightest misstep could result in a backlash that would shatter their teeth.

Now, Liu Xuan actually claims he has a plan that can influence the rise and fall of the Dragon Clan—is this not a joke?

"Undeniably."

"Your master possesses unparalleled supernatural powers; he is one of the most powerful celestial beings in the Primordial World."

The white-robed dragon lord's gaunt face remained expressionless, only a chilling glint flashed in his aged eyes:

"But even if he comes to our four seas in person..."

"And you dare not speak of the rise and fall of my dragon race?!"

Having said that, he looked at Liu Xuan with a half-smile:

"How dare you spout such nonsense, fellow Daoist?!"