What We Want Is a Completely Chaotic Primordial World

The Great Desolation World.

Long Zang closed the Chat Group, his mind returning to the Great Desolation.

The flow of time within the Chat Group varied; no matter how many years passed in the outside world, it was but an instant within the group.

He casually dismissed the interface and continued observing the undercurrents of the Great Desolation.

As time passed, he clearly sensed the restlessness of the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan.

Especially the Dragon Clan, who, under the guise of being the "foremost of all scaled creatures under heaven," had gradually encroached upon the inland regions of the Great Desolation.

Unsatisfied with ruling the Infinite Sea Domain, they began seizing rivers and lakes, even bringing all waters of the Great Desolation under their control.

The Dragon Clan was, from the start, one of the most powerful races in the Great Desolation.

Their physiques were formidable, their bloodlines noble, and their lifespans long.

Coupled with their vast population and deep foundations, almost no one dared to contend with them.

Now that Ancestor Dragon had stepped into the ranks of Supreme Experts, only a handful could suppress him by sheer strength.

Beyond Long Zang, Hongjun, and Luohu, there was virtually no one left to check him!

This confidence caused the Dragon Clan to swell with arrogance, their actions growing increasingly reckless.

The legend that "dragons bear nine sons, each different" was no empty saying.

The Dragon Clan was greedy and lustful, indiscriminate in their appetites, their bloodlines muddled, giving rise to countless bizarre and misshapen offspring.

All of this signaled that they were gradually following the same path as the Ferocious Beast Clan of old... wielding immense power while sinking deeper into slaughter.

Those who slay dragons will eventually become dragons themselves!

Yuan Huang's expression turned icy, and she couldn't help but mutter, "That Ancestor Dragon is going too far."

Long Zang turned to look at her and asked with a faint smile, "What happened?"

On the surface, the three races still maintained a semblance of unity, a bond forged through tens of millions of years of fighting side by side.

But Long Zang knew this alliance was merely an illusion; it would inevitably crumble when true interests were at stake.

Yuan Huang said in a stern voice, "Ancestor Dragon proposed that our clan form a marriage alliance with his offspring."

Long Zang furrowed his brow slightly, lost in thought.

In the Great Desolation, dao companions were nothing unusual.

The Heavenly Marriage of Di Jun and Xi He was the first true wedding ceremony in history.

Before that, marriage alliances had already existed, though no one treated them with such solemnity.

But the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan were different.

The two races appeared close on the surface, but each harbored their own agenda.

The Dragon Clan's ambition was plain for all to see.

This proposal for a marriage alliance was not meant to forge a genuine bond, but either to subdue the Phoenix Clan or to find a pretext for war!

Long Zang's gaze turned cold, and he said in a low voice, "Ancestor Dragon... can't wait any longer, can he?"

Yuan Huang's brows were tightly knit; she saw it clearly as well.

The Dragon Clan came with ill intent. If she agreed, it would be like binding her own hands; if she refused, it would confirm the enmity between the two races.

Either way, it would bring about a catastrophe!

"Ancestor Dragon's ambition can no longer be concealed," Yuan Huang sighed, her eyes filled with helplessness and frustration.

She was not afraid of war with the Dragon Clan, but war meant endless casualties.

The tens of millions of years they had painstakingly spent to recover would likely be wiped out in an instant.

Long Zang looked at her and spoke slowly, "Is it because of the Phoenix Clan's inaction?"

This remark made Yuan Huang freeze, her expression turning complicated.

She vaguely understood in her heart that what Long Zang said might be the truth.

It was precisely because the Phoenix Clan had long remained passive, failing to show a firm stance, that Ancestor Dragon had gained more confidence and greed!

Long Zang's point about the "Phoenix Clan's inaction" was not a casual remark but carried deep consideration.

After the Ferocious Beast Clan retreated to their ancestral grounds, the Phoenix Clan was the only one among the Three Innate Races to remain silent.

The Qilin Clan expanded in the west, while the Dragon Clan continuously encroached upon the lands of the Great Desolation.

This stark contrast led all living beings in the Great Desolation to speculate: had the Phoenix Clan suffered such severe losses during the Ferocious Beast Calamity that they had yet to recover?

This suspicion was not unfounded; on the contrary, it was highly plausible.

Ancestor Dragon naturally harbored the same doubts.

His marriage proposal, seemingly friendly, was actually a test.

If the Phoenix Clan was truly crippled, then the marriage would simply force them to submit; if the Phoenix Clan still had hidden strength, then the marriage could also probe their stance and posture.

This was Ancestor Dragon's scheme, simple and direct.

After hearing Long Zang's analysis, Yuan Huang's mind gradually cleared: "So, that Ancestor Dragon fellow is testing my clan?"

Long Zang nodded slightly, his expression calm: "Correct. He's not brainless. Your clan was the most prosperous of the three, and yet you alone remained still. If he didn't test you, that would be strange."

Yuan Huang pondered for a moment, a hint of irritation rising in her heart.

Without Long Zang, she might have already been pushed onto the path of vying for supremacy over the Primordial World, fighting tooth and nail against Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin.

But now that she had been awakened, she naturally wouldn't be led by the nose by the greater trend.

She thought to herself: Rather than becoming a sacrifice for the Co-Lord of the Primordial World, it's better to rule steadily as a hegemon in one's own domain.

"Then how should I respond?" Yuan Huang looked up at Long Zang, her expression solemn.

Long Zang sank into thought, then spoke: "Refuse. And state that the Phoenix Clan suffered heavy losses in the great calamity and now only wishes to recuperate."

A flicker of hesitation passed through Yuan Huang's eyes: "Will Ancestor Dragon believe that?"

Long Zang chuckled lightly: "Whether he believes it or not isn't important. As long as he believes part of it, that's enough."

He countered: "If you were Ancestor Dragon, would it be better to offend the Phoenix Clan or to befriend them?"

Yuan Huang answered without hesitation: "Naturally, to befriend them."

Long Zang nodded: "That's enough. We only need to make our stance clear, and Ancestor Dragon won't easily offend you."

And so it proved to be.

When Yuan Huang refused Ancestor Dragon and gave the reason of "only seeking to recuperate," Ancestor Dragon merely expressed slight regret without applying any forceful pressure.

The reasons were simple:

First, the Qilin Clan was the natural enemy of the Dragon Clan, and a battle between them was inevitable sooner or later; Ancestor Dragon couldn't afford to establish a new powerful enemy at this critical juncture.

Second, Yuan Huang herself was a Supreme Expert, and with Long Zang's relationship to her, offending the Phoenix Clan would be like lifting a rock to drop it on one's own foot.

Ancestor Dragon wouldn't fully believe it, but he certainly wouldn't rashly provoke them.

At most, he would secretly send people to monitor and confirm whether the Phoenix Clan was truly weakened.

Until First Kirin was dealt with, he would never make a move against the Phoenix.

Moreover, the Dragon Clan's stronghold was in the Endless Sea, while the Qilin Clan occupied the Central Great Domain, giving them a geographical advantage.

If the two clans joined forces to destroy the Phoenix at this time, it would only give the Qilin Clan the opportunity to nurture a tiger and court disaster.

Ancestor Dragon would never make such a low-level mistake.

Meanwhile, deep within the Endless Sea at the Dragon Palace, Ancestor Dragon sat upright, deducing the future.

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, countless possibilities evolved.

The great trend of the Primordial World was murky and unpredictable; any tiny change could trigger unimaginable consequences.

Even at his level, he couldn't truly see through the future, only glimpse a sliver of heavenly fate.

Suddenly, the void trembled, and a shadow arrived silently.

Demonic Nature surged, and heaven and earth dimmed.

"Still hesitating?" a low voice sounded—it was Demon Ancestor Luohu!

Ancestor Dragon looked up, his expression calm but carrying a hint of grimness: "Hesitating? No, I'm just making thorough preparations."

The alliance between Ancestor Dragon and Luohu seemed treacherous but was actually inevitable.

Each harbored ulterior motives, yet both understood one thing: until Long Zang fell, no one could dominate the Primordial World alone.

Luohu needed chaos, Ancestor Dragon needed time, and cooperation was their best option for now.

Ancestor Dragon's tone was cold and heavy: "The Primordial World now appears to be a tripod of three clans, but don't forget, the Ferocious Beasts are still here."

Luohu narrowed his eyes, sinking into thought.

That was right. Although the Ferocious Beast Clan had retreated to the west, Shen Ni's existence meant they could not be ignored.

A starved camel is still bigger than a horse—he naturally understood this principle.

A cold glint flashed in Ancestor Dragon's eyes: "What we need is a completely chaotic Primordial World."

Luohu smiled at these words, turned, and left, but a flicker of wariness rose in his heart.

Ancestor Dragon's schemes were no shallower than his own; if the opportunity truly arose, he would not hesitate.

And as for himself, was he any different?