The Dragon Clan?
Lin Changqing had already furrowed his brows. Now he looked around.
Such immense destructive power meant the combatants had to be Golden Immortals.
Lin Changqing had a good impression of the Dragon Clan.
Over the past million years, he had gone out with Tongtian several times.
On one of those trips, they had encountered the Dragon Clan.
At the time, Tongtian had yet to become a saint, and Lin Changqing was only a True Immortal.
The Dragon Clan had invited Tongtian and Lin Changqing to feast and drink in the Dragon Palace. They had even let Lin Changqing train in the Dragon Clan's secret realm.
Though they had done so for Tongtian's sake, Lin Changqing had still come away with a good impression of the Dragon Clan.
Now that a member of the Dragon Clan was being hunted, it couldn't hurt to try to save him if he could.
With that thought, Lin Changqing slowly descended onto a mountaintop.
Before he could conceal himself, a thousand-zhang Azure Dragon came tumbling through the mountains ahead.
White dragon patterns shimmered across its blue scales. It had five claws and nine markings.
This was a true dragon with a pure bloodline.
"An Azure Dragon, from the East Sea lineage."
Lin Changqing's brow twitched. The Dragon Palace he had visited was the South Sea Dragon Palace.
It had nothing to do with the East Sea.
Still, if he could save a member of the Dragon Clan, he might as well.
But this Azure Dragon was also a Golden Immortal, which left Lin Changqing in a bit of a bind.
After the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation, the ancestors of the three clans had all perished in the calamity. But their bloodlines remained powerful, and the Dragon Clan was still an unrivaled force.
Among beings of the same cultivation, the Dragon Clan had few rivals. Even the demon race, which now ruled the world, was no match for them—save for a few beings in the highest heavens.
Yet a Golden Immortal dragon was being chased in such a sorry state.
Its pursuer had to be no ordinary foe.
Just then, the Azure Dragon spotted Lin Changqing, who had no time to hide. Hope immediately flared in its eyes.
"Fellow Daoist!"
"Fellow Daoist, save me..."
The Azure Dragon flew swiftly toward Lin Changqing, crying out in desperation.
One side of its body was covered in scorch marks. Its impossibly hard scales were shattered, and its flesh was mangled. Drops of bright red blood fell toward the mountains of the Primordial World, each one gouging a pit several zhang wide.
It was gravely wounded!
Just then, the Azure Dragon realized that Lin Changqing was only a Mystic Immortal. Regret flooded its heart.
"Hahaha! A mere Mystic Immortal has become your lifeline?"
"And he's a Houtian Being, too. Once I've eaten this dragon, I'll have him for a snack."
But by the time the Azure Dragon flew toward Lin Changqing, the two were already close—only a dozen or so mountain peaks apart.
The creature pursuing it spotted Lin Changqing as well.
The Azure Dragon was consumed with regret. As it faced death, it had brought about the death of another innocent being. It should never have done that!
"Fellow Daoist, run!"
"This has nothing to do with you. I can still hold him off!"
The Azure Dragon roared at Lin Changqing. Its thousand-zhang body whipped around, and it lunged at its pursuer.
Only then did Lin Changqing see that the creature chasing the Azure Dragon was a five-hundred-zhang Golden Condor.
No wonder he hadn't seen it earlier. The Golden Condor had been hidden behind the Azure Dragon, completely obscured by its body.
Now Lin Changqing could see the situation clearly.
The Azure Dragon was only an early-stage Golden Immortal, and it had just broken through. Its cultivation was not yet stable.
The Golden Condor, by contrast, was a mid-stage Golden Immortal.
The gap in their cultivation was already significant, and the Golden Condor was a natural predator of dragons and serpents. It had the Azure Dragon utterly pinned down, unable to fight back.
"Heh, heh, heh! I wondered what kind of creature you were. You're just a human!"
"They say the human race created by Saint Nuwa is sweet and delicious, and that eating them greatly aids cultivation. I never thought I'd run into a Mystic Immortal human!"
"Once I've eaten this dragon, I'll eat you, too!"
The Golden Condor had also spotted Lin Changqing and looked down at him with disdain.
Humans possessed an Innate Dao Body, and Nuwa had molded them in imitation of Pangu.
But humans started from far too low a point. Newborn human infants were among the weakest beings in the Primordial World.
Humans also had no cultivation methods. They reproduced quickly, but among the myriad races of the Primordial World, they were little more than prey.
That was the plight of the human race—and why Lin Changqing wanted to find them.
Hearing the Golden Condor speak that way, Lin Changqing felt his blood surge and anger blaze through him.
This Golden Condor was nothing more than a Golden Immortal demon.
How could he let a beast like this humiliate the human race?
Lin Changqing had never fought a mid-stage Golden Immortal before, and he hadn't wanted to take the risk. But now, the Golden Condor had brought this upon itself. He couldn't let it live!
Just as Lin Changqing's anger flared, the Azure Dragon had already turned and lunged at the Golden Condor.
Its thousand-zhang body flashed with a ghostly light at its five claws. They could rend metal and shatter stone, and tearing mountains and rivers apart was effortless.
The surrounding mountains and rivers lay in ruins, likely the result of these two fighting.
The dragon's claws were razor-sharp, rending the blue sky for thousands of miles and churning the winds and clouds over the mountains and rivers. Even lightning coiled around the Azure Dragon.
The Dragon Clan Divine Ability of the East Sea: Summoning Wind and Rain!
Roar!!!
The dragon's roar echoed across the mountains and rivers for countless miles.
The Dragon Clan was powerful, but the difference in strength was simply too great.
The Golden Condor was already at a higher stage, and it was a natural predator. As it spread its wings, fierce winds swept across the world, tearing apart the mountains and rivers.
The land stretching thousands of miles seemed to have been peeled like a layer of skin, stripped away to a depth of several zhang!
The wind, thunder, and clouds surrounding the Azure Dragon scattered in an instant.
The Golden Condor swung its talons at the Azure Dragon. Harder than metal, they clashed with the dragon's claws.
Roar!!
A cry of agony escaped the Azure Dragon. Its claw visibly buckled, the bones within shattering one after another.
The Golden Condor pressed its advantage and struck for the top of the Azure Dragon's head.
The Azure Dragon managed to twist away, but the talons caught it squarely in the belly.
The immense force sent the Azure Dragon flying sideways. Its thousand-zhang body fell like a shooting star toward Lin Changqing's mountaintop.
A scrap of flesh, still bearing dragon scales, clung to the Golden Condor's talons.
Roar!!
The Azure Dragon slowly fell, more blood pouring down like a waterfall from the heavens. The nine markings on its body quickly faded.
The thousand-zhang Azure Dragon crashed onto the mountaintop and lay coiled there, blood gushing without end.
Its head faced Lin Changqing.
"Fellow Daoist... I've brought this upon you. If not for me, the Golden Condor might never have found you..."
The Azure Dragon looked at Lin Changqing and finally spoke with despair.
It had sensed a powerful presence and reached for a thread of hope.
It never imagined that it would bring another being to ruin.
Lin Changqing slowly shook his head, then turned to the Golden Condor.
"Don't worry about it. I'm fighting today not for you, but for the human race!"
Lin Changqing smiled faintly.
A mid-stage Golden Immortal? A demon?
Hmph! Since coming down from the mountain, he hadn't had a chance to truly test his strength.
If he couldn't defeat a mere mid-stage Golden Immortal demon, how could he travel the Primordial World in search of opportunities?
"Hey, little chick! You want to eat me, and I happen to be hungry, too. I think I'll roast a chicken wing."
"Those two wings of yours will do nicely!"
Lin Changqing looked at the Golden Condor, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
A wild, feverish bloodlust surged through him.
An Immortal fighting a Golden Immortal—and a mid-stage one at that. He was about to become the first in the Primordial World to pull it off.
Back on Kunlun Mountain, his master had always been there to back him up. Today, there would be no one to help.
A fine, sunny day for it. Blade in hand, I'll slay the mad demon!
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