The news that the Phoenix Tribe and the Qilin Clan had ambushed two Dragon Clan strongholds, nearly slaughtering every Dragon Clan cultivator stationed there, swept across the entire Primordial World in an instant. It was as if a cataclysmic earthquake had struck. Every cultivator was dumbstruck, unable to react!
"This time, the Dragon Clan will probably be beside themselves with rage. Serves them right!" A Golden Immortal who clearly held a grudge against the Dragon Clan gloated.
"Alas! I fear this will be another Great Tribulation that sweeps across all beings." Some far-sighted cultivators looked worried. "I wonder if I'll still be the same after the tribulation!"
Other wise cultivators said, "This is probably a conspiracy. There's a hidden hand behind it all!"
At the East Sea Dragon Palace, when the Ancestral Dragon heard that the strongholds had been ambushed, he didn't fly into a rage. Instead, a glimmer of excitement appeared in his eyes. He had waited for this moment far too long. Ever since Yin-Yang Ancestor and Qiankun Ancestor had become Quasi-Supremes, the Ancestral Dragon had wanted to start a war.
But remembering the devastation of the last tribulation, he had never been able to make up his mind. He had held back, wavering back and forth, and had been unbearably restless.
So when he heard that the Qilin Clan and the Phoenix Tribe had ambushed the Dragon Clan, the Ancestral Dragon felt a sudden relief. At last, he had made up his mind to wage war. The restlessness that had built up over so many years seemed to pour out of him all at once, and a blood-red aura of killing intent rose skyward like an enormous plume of smoke.
Even deep down, the Ancestral Dragon suspected that the Qilin Clan and the Phoenix Tribe, being