Outbreak

Although the other dragon lords did not speak, the expressions on their faces said it all.

Seeing this, Liu Xuan's smile also faded.

He glanced indifferently at the old dragons, a cold smile playing on his lips.

They won't shed a tear until they see the coffin!

"So be it, so be it!"

Liu Xuan said indifferently:

"Since you fellow Daoists are unwilling, I will not force you."

"Then I shall pretend I never said anything about this."

"Our master instructed that before you all make up your minds, you should take a look at this scroll."

Having said that, Liu Xuan took out a scroll of paintings from his sleeve and displayed it in the void.

Within the painting, dragon energy swirled, and a golden gate, gleaming in the sky, stood tall.

It is indeed [Dragon Gate]!

Beneath the gate, waves surged, and countless Aquatic Race looked up at the Dragon Gate.

Within the Dragon Gate, Aquatic Race had transformed into dragons let out roars and then plunged into the four seas.

At this moment, the five old dragons who had emerged from the mountains of corpses Blood Sea felt a bone-chilling cold and fear for the first time.

Because, in their perception.

In an instant, the dragon's energy began to move.

There's a subtle trend of diversion!

Liu Xuan saw that the five old dragons' eyes were bloodshot and their murderous aura seemed to be solidifying.

He clapped his hands and laughed:

"Ha ha!"

"Two paths lie here."

"When people unite, their fortunes will prosper."

"When the land is divided, the world is in turmoil."

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

"This humble Daoist is leaving!"

Having said that, he ignored the reactions of those present and transformed into a dazzling sword light, disappearing into the Grand Void.

"Etc..."

The Old Dragon Lord in green robes felt a jolt in his heart and was about to call out to Liu Xuan.

But unfortunately, it was too late.

There was no trace of Liu Xuan to be seen.

Gazing at the empty chair and the still-playing scene in the Grand Void.

The five Old Dragon Lords looked at each other, and each saw extreme exhaustion and helplessness in the other's eyes.

Behind that weariness and helplessness lies endless heartache and loneliness.

After a long while.

The old dragon in the green robe spoke, his voice sounding somewhat hoarse.

"Things have come to this."

"Gentlemen... please speak up!"

Explain?

What is there to say?!

The white-robed old dragon, whose face was usually dignified, now showed a hint of bewilderment.

Imagine how transcendent and domineering the dragon race was in Ancient Era.

With a single decree, all races of the Primordial World submitted.

When did things fall to this state?

Even the very fate of their own clan could not be protected.

'The fate of the world is divided, and the four seas are in turmoil.'

'Without the protection of the dragon race's merits and fortune, how can the Karmic Debt consequences accumulated since the Dragon-Han Great Tribulation be suppressed and eliminated?'

'If it truly triggers the eruption of karmic obstacles...'

Disaster strikes, demonic possession occurs, Heavenly Human Five Decays...

The thought of such consequences sent a chill down the spine of the white-robed dragon king!

I don't know how much time passed.

Then a voice broke the silence of the room.

"Gentlemen."

"It's time for us to wake up."

"The dragon race can never go back to the past."

After saying this, the old dragon, dressed in a blue divine robe, looked even more dejected and weathered on his already aged face. He calmly surveyed his surroundings:

"Since His Ancestor Dragon returned to the Ruins."

"Since the collapse of the Dragon Court."

"Since the defeat at Kunlun, His Candle Dragon and the Dragon Mother Empress have gone into hiding in Longyuan."

"Our dragon race can never go back to the past."

Since we can't go back to the past, why bother about who will inherit the position of the Water Element Black Emperor?

Because no matter what, the gods of the heavens will not allow the dragon race to produce Second Flourishing of the Dragon Clan who can attain the Black Emperor's Position and revitalize the dragon race.

After saying that, he stood up, and his originally strong body seemed to become hunched over.

The blue-robed dragon lord walked step by step towards the outside of the main hall, his back view appearing extremely lonely in the flowing light.

He glanced back at his brother and said slowly:

Let's go!

"Since none of you are willing to speak up and become the sinner..."

"Then I shall report this matter to His Majesty and the Empress!"

Inside the hall, the other dragon lords looked at each other, all sighing inwardly, their expressions a mixture of bitterness and helplessness.

They all got up and walked out of the hall.

"When people unite, their fortunes will prosper."

"When the land is divided, the world is in turmoil."

Liu Xuan's words seemed to still echo in the main hall.

It shattered their slumbering dream that had lasted for an entire era.

Time flies like an arrow, and years pass by in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20,000 years have passed.

For two thousand years, the Primordial Great World was peaceful.

The Dao of Immortality spread throughout the universe, and many immortals descended to seek the merit of teaching and enlightening.

Under the endless starlight, countless Inanimate Beings gradually awakened their intelligence and embarked on the path of seeking immortality and enlightenment. Their appearance added a magnificent touch to the already dazzling Primordial World universe.

But the calm is only superficial; the undercurrents are equally astonishing.

This day.

Northern Darkness)

Kunpeng's gaze was fixed on the Eastern Sea.

"Is war finally about to break out?"

He murmured to himself.

Then it transformed into a giant Azure Sky Great Peng, soaring up 300 million miles, heading straight for the Thirty-three Heavenly Palaces.

In the midst of treacherous waters.

The soaring demonic Yao Qi dyed the entire void a dark green, and within that Yao Qi, the terrifying carnage was enough to move any living being.

Splash!

The waves surged and churned, creating towering billows.

Amidst the monstrous waves, a nine-headed serpent manipulated water and fire, its narrow eyes filled with ferocity.

"Unify the universe, and this world will ultimately belong to our Demon Clan race."

Taiyin Star.

Xi He holds a large sun in her left hand.

It shines brilliantly in the heavens.

Chang Xi held a full moon in her right hand.

The vast, cool moonlight remains unchanged through the ages.

These are the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, the [Sun Essence Wheel] and the [Moon Essence Wheel].

"We will win this battle."

Xi He smiled gently, like the rising sun illuminating all things.

At the same time.

Qingqiu.

Zhang Yuan.

The Myriad Poisons Cave

Wait for the Demon Clan race's dojo.

At this moment, all the ferocious and powerful old demons received orders and converged towards the boundless starry sky.

The mobilization power of the Demon Clan is terrifying.

Before the Purple Mansion Continent, the Witch Clan, and many other deities could react, they had already launched their attack.

Chaos and vastness, time and space are boundless.

The Grand Void and the boundless starry sky.

The Primordial World Grand Void permeates endless dimensions, existing between reality and illusion. In the past, no matter how the gods of the universe fought, this existence, symbolizing the image of [heaven], maintained overall tranquility.

However, at this very moment, the once peaceful Grand Void suddenly erupted with a deafening rumble.

The enormous sound traveled from nothingness to reality, from the past to the future, and in an instant, it spread throughout all time and space.

Heaven unleashes its murderous intent; stars shift and constellations change.

A murderous intent arose from the ground; dragons and snakes rose from the land.

When people harbor murderous intent, the world is turned upside down.

But as the stars shifted and the world changed, in an instant, the entire space-time came to a boil.

"What happened?"

"A surge of Calamity Qi?"

"Is it the starry sky? No, that's not it..."

"They're Demon Clan!"

"What are they trying to do?!"

At this moment, every sacred mountain, every grotto-heaven, and every sacred place looked up at the Eastern Sea and the starry sky.