North Sea: The Tragedy of the Quasi-Sage

It would be difficult for the Old Ancestor Kunpeng to break the spatial blockade alone, but when there are enough people trying to escape...

This Spatial Cage is no longer unbreakable.

One by one, the barriers disappeared, and the spatial blockade was lifted.

Seeing that there was no obstruction ahead, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and fled towards the North Sea without looking back.

Severely injured, Fuxi also tried to escape during the chaos.

Several Quasi-Sage around him looked at Fuxi with slightly greedy eyes.

However, after being interrupted by the Demonic Ancestor Dragon, he regained some of his rationality, but was deterred by the power of the Saint Nuwa.

Without the law allowing them to act with impunity, they dared not lay a hand on Fuxi again.

Just as many Quasi-Sage fled trillions of miles away, thinking they had escaped danger and were safe,

A dragon's roar, resounding throughout the North Sea, spread out from its Deep North Sea like a tsunami.

An unparalleled aura of Sage descended upon all the Quasi-Sage in an instant.

"He's become a saint? The Demon Dragon has become a saint!"

"Damn it, how could it be so fast? Didn't it just start its tribulation?"

Everyone was terrified. No matter how strong the Demonic Ancestor Dragon was before, he was only Quasi-Sage.

Even if they can't win, they can still escape.

Now that the Demonic Ancestor Dragon has become Sage, whether he can escape depends on the Sage's mood.

"Escape!"

"Escape!"

The Quasi-Sage, whose speed had already slowed down, now fled faster than anyone else.

At this moment, near the site where the ruins of the Innate Universe crashed.

The countless bolts of lightning that had fallen out of nowhere have completely dissipated.

The bloody and terrifying figure of the Demonic Ancestor Dragon had also vanished.

Instead, there stood a majestic and imposing Sage, with Awe-Inspiring without Anger air about him.

After Attain Sainthood, the Demonic Ancestor Dragon's soul and will underwent another transformation.

The effects of the Tribulation Qi completely dissipated, and the chaotic consciousness regained its rationality.

At that moment, Ancestor Dragon was chewing food, swallowing it, and letting out a burp.

The dozen or so Quasi-Sage had previously resisted stubbornly and were driven by greed have all become the food of the Ancestor Dragon.

"I slept for millions of years, and I never expected that so many Quasi-Sage and Sage would appear in the world."

That Hongjun actually became the Dao Ancestor! Heavenly Dao is truly unjust!

The Shi Qilin is dead? The Qilin Clan has declined and disappeared, the Ancestor Huang is trapped in the Undying Volcano, and the Phoenix Clan has declined and split, becoming the lackeys of the Sage.

Hahaha... Brilliant... Brilliant!

The Demonic Ancestor Dragon Sage laughed loudly.

From the Quasi-Sage's soul that he devoured, he learned some information about the world.

In particular, the decline of their arch-rivals, the Qilin Clan and Phoenix Clan.

This greatly pleased the Demonic Ancestor Dragon.

"I never imagined that I would fall into the Devil Dao."

"The Devil Dao? Luohou, the Demon Ancestor? How interesting."

"Is the Water Spirit now in charge of the Dragon Race? That's quite surprising."

The Demonic Ancestor Dragon muttered to himself, summarizing the current situation.

His gaze drifted towards the Eastern Sea, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Wait a little longer. After I deal with these little guys, I'll go back to the Eastern Sea to take over the Dragon Race."

As he spoke, a kind smile appeared on the Demonic Ancestor Dragon.

However, the smile, illuminated by the shimmering water, carried a hint of cruelty.

Turning his head to look at the vast North Sea, his gaze seemed to traverse billions of miles of space, glimpsing every Quasi-Sage in the North Sea.

Where do you think you're going to escape to?

After saying this, the Demonic Ancestor Dragon stretched out his palm and gently pushed it into the void.

The Demonic Energy emanating from his body surged forth, transforming billions of miles of void into a deep, dark Demon Domain.

A holy palm formed from Demonic Energy traversed countless spaces and struck towards the Quasi-Sage.

When the holy might descended, it froze the physical bodies and souls of the Quasi-Sages.

All the fleeing Quasi-Sage froze in mid-air.

They stood there dumbfounded, facing a distant attack from Sage.

Faced with the irresistible power of the Sage, everyone was filled with fear.

"No!"

"Sage, spare my life..."

Some Quasi-Sage, facing imminent death, roared in terror.

Many more Quasi-Sage were illuminated by streaks of spiritual Spiritual Light.

Bang bang bang...

A series of thunderous explosions, like thunderclaps falling into the sea, echoed in the North Sea.

About half of the Quasi-Sage were smashed into a bloody mist by a single palm strike amidst the series of explosions.

Not only were their souls and spirits destroyed, but the remaining power, guided by Destiny, also attacked their three corpses.

Countless unsuspecting individuals in their three-corpse forms perished in the aftershocks of this attack.

He was knocked into the sea by a single blow, but survived a palm strike.

Each of them possessed at least one high-grade innate defensive Divine Treasure, or three to five mid-grade innate defensive Divine Treasure.

This is how he withstood a casual blow from the Demonic Ancestor Dragon, a Sage, without dying.

But no one smiled because they had survived.

With a single palm strike, he annihilated over a hundred Quasi-Sage, their holy blood spilling into the North Sea. The Demonic Ancestor Dragon took a deep breath of the seawater.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

The deaths of hundreds of Quasi-Sage were barely enough to celebrate his resurrection and the birth of the great Ancestor Dragon Sage.

Ignoring the other surviving Quasi-Sage, the Demonic Ancestor Dragon fixed its gaze on Fuxi.

The radiance of that Primordial Violet Qi was exceptionally dazzling in the Ancestor Dragon, but it could not escape its notice.

The Ancestor Dragon was fully aware of the reasons why it was able to Attain Sainthood.

That Primordial Violet Qi is a supreme Ultimate Treasure achieving sainthood; how could it possibly let it go?

The Demonic Ancestor Dragon reached out and grabbed at Fuxi from afar.

Fuxi then noticed that the void around him had been instantly frozen in place.

Space solidified, making it difficult for them to move.

Fuxi's eyes widened in horror, realizing that the Demon Dao Saint had attacked him.

The Primordial Violet Qi from his body flew into the void beyond his control.

But the Demonic Ancestor Dragon did not stop there; it gripped Fuxi tightly with its claws.

There was no time to lament the loss of the Primordial Violet Qi.

Without the slightest hesitation, Fuxi activated the protective Nuwa had left on him.

Boom!

Fuxi shifted his form, leaving a phantom image in the same spot to take the blow from the Demonic Ancestor Dragon Sage.

Meanwhile, Fuxi's true form, pale-faced, fell out of the void millions of miles away.

One of his superior-grade innate Defensive Spirit Treasure was shattered into pieces in the attack.

This is even with Nuwa's protective measures.

If it weren't for Nuwa's protective measures, he would probably have died from that attack.

Even the Demonic Ancestor Dragon was surprised that Fuxi was able to escape his targeted attack.

"Hmm, is there any protection left behind by other Sage?"

"Oh, I remember now. It's Fuxi! And the person behind him must be the Saint Nuwa!"

"Unfortunately, even so, you cannot escape death."

The Demonic Ancestor Dragon's eyes gleamed with ferocity, as if Fuxi's resurrection had enraged it.

With a flick of his hand, the Primordial Violet Qi he had drawn in vanished.

At the same time, it opened its mouth and bit Fuxi from a distance.

A ten-thousand-foot-long dragon head appeared above Fuxi's head in an instant and lunged at him.

Having just escaped danger, Fuxi was suddenly faced with a desperate situation once again.