The Great Battle of Shui Mansion

E Yan knew full well that his current water tribe forces were no match for the East Sea. Yet he dared not simply abandon resistance. So he sent his son back to the Demon Race to seek aid from Demon Saint Ji Meng, while he himself led his water tribe troops to hold fast within the Water God Palace and await reinforcements!

The Sea Clan, for their part, wasted no words.

The White Flood Dragon Marshal produced a blue banner in his hand, the Profound Origin Water Control Banner—a supreme-grade treasure of the Dragon Clan.

With a gentle wave of the banner, the riverbed currents fell under its command, transforming into massive pillars of water that surged toward the opposing army.

As the war horn sounded, human-crafted talismans flew out from the Dragon Clan formation. Before them, giant aquatic beasts of various forms took shape.

These beasts were all condensed from water elements, devoid of thought, knowing only to charge and slaughter blindly.

This was the latest invention of the Human Race's Talisman Academy. Thanks to the alliance between the Dragon Clan and the Human Race, the Dragon Clan had also obtained a large batch of these talismans.

Seeing the enemy strike first, E Yan ordered his Demon Soldiers to charge forward!

He himself headed straight for the central army, rushing toward the White Flood Dragon Marshal!

Reverting to his true form, his massive crocodile tail slammed fiercely into the enemy formation ahead!

"Boom!"

The enormous crocodile tail smashed a gap in the Sea Clan vanguard's formation, but it was quickly sealed.

"Shield!"

The formation shifted, and a giant phantom of a Mysterious Turtle appeared above the army!

The colossal turtle shell erupted with blinding golden light, and mysterious runes instantly formed a massive protective shell around the entire army.

As the summoned aquatic beasts were steadily cleared away by the other water tribes, the remaining Sea Clan formations had already encircled them completely.

Massive Dragon Clan phantoms appeared above the army, linking together in the sky, thoroughly sealing off the entire Water God Palace force!

Giant dragon claws reached down, and in an instant, a batch of water tribe soldiers was crushed into nothingness.

When E Yan's crocodile tail slammed into the Mysterious Turtle shield for the third time, a crisp "crack" rang out, and the golden-glowing shield sprouted spiderweb-like fissures.

Now he also noticed the plight of his water tribe soldiers. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Demonic power surged from his Dantian, and dark green demonic mist steamed out through the gaps in his scales, making his giant crocodile form even more hideous and terrifying. "East Sea Dragon Clan, do not push us too far!" he roared, opening his massive maw. Between his sharp fangs, a ball of dark demon core power condensed, ready to blast toward the crack in the shield.

But at that moment, the Dragon Clan phantoms in the sky all raised their heads and let out a unified dragon roar, shaking the entire riverbed violently. The Profound Origin Water Control Banner spun rapidly in the White Flood Dragon Marshal's hands, and a blue radiance spread out in all directions. The originally surging water pillars abruptly changed direction, turning into countless sharp water blades that rained down like a storm upon the trapped water tribe formation. E Yan hurriedly swung his crocodile tail to shield his vital points. The water blades struck his scales, sparking like flint. Though they didn't breach his defenses, the impact still churned his blood and qi.

E Yan quickly steadied himself, his heart burning with anxiety. At this rate, before reinforcements arrived, his water tribe forces would be completely annihilated.

"Father!" A frantic shout came from behind the water tribe formation. E Yan turned to look and saw his son, E Yan's son, leading a squad of elite Demon Race soldiers breaking through the encirclement. At their head was none other than Demon Saint Ji Meng, clad in black-scaled battle armor and wielding a trident. Demon Saint Ji Meng was surrounded by surging water mist, his gaze like lightning sweeping across the battlefield.

When he saw the Mysterious Turtle shield and the Dragon Clan phantoms, his brow furrowed slightly: "The East Sea Dragon Clan does have some skill, actually deploying the Profound Origin Water Control Banner and the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Turtle Formation."

Before his words faded, Demon Saint Ji Meng's trident plunged sharply into the riverbed. Demonic power spread along the shaft, and countless black water snakes as thick as buckets burst forth from the riverbed mud. These snakes were all condensed from demonic power, hissing as they lunged at the Sea Clan formation. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of Natal Demon Fire. The fire did not extinguish upon meeting water but instead transformed into a torrent of blue flames, scorching the surrounding currents and slowing the Sea Clan soldiers' movements.

The White Flood Dragon Marshal snorted coldly at the sight. The Profound Origin Water Control Banner waved again. This time, it no longer manipulated water pillars or blades but directly stirred up the riverbed undercurrents, forming a massive vortex that sucked in all the black water snakes and ground them to pieces.

Seeing this, Demon Saint Ji Meng pointed his trident forward. The elite Demon Race soldiers behind him unleashed their power in unison. A barrage of demonic arts and divine abilities—thunderfire, ice blades, and poison mist—wove into a net, blasting apart the connections of several Dragon Clan phantoms.

E Yan's spirits lifted. He unleashed the full force of his Demon Core power, smashing it viciously against the crack in the Mysterious Turtle shield. "Boom!" A thunderous sound rang out as the shield shattered. The moment the golden light dissipated, he led his water tribe soldiers charging toward the gap in the encirclement. The Sea Clan formation immediately fell into disarray.

The White Flood Dragon Marshal's eyes sharpened. He waved the banner faster, and countless talismans flew out once more. This time, instead of aquatic beasts, they conjured rows of phantom water tribe soldiers wielding long spears, forming a tight spear formation to block the path.

E Yan and the White Flood Dragon Marshal clashed directly. The giant crocodile's claws and the flood dragon's claws collided, each exchange sending out violent shockwaves that flung nearby soldiers away.

Demon Saint Ji Meng's sudden appearance had thrown the East Sea Sea Clan's plans into chaos. Fortunately, when Ao Jia had previously reported Jiang He's plan to the Dragon Palace, the Dragon Clan had sent two Quasi-Sages to follow in secret.

Now, sensing Ji Meng's intervention, the White Flood Dragon instantly crushed a Jade Talisman to send a message to Ao Jia!

By this point, the battle on both sides had devolved into close-quarters combat. The East Sea Sea Clan's forces held an absolute numerical advantage. Even with Demon Saint Ji Meng's reinforcements, the water tribe and Demon Race allied forces were gradually losing ground.

The power of the Profound Origin Water Control Banner grew stronger. The riverbed currents were almost entirely under the White Flood Dragon Marshal's control, making it increasingly difficult for the Demon Race soldiers to move. E Yan's body was now covered in several wounds. Blood dripped down his scales, and his demonic power was heavily depleted. Watching his men fall one after another, his eyes burned with unwillingness.

The two sides engaged in a brutal slaughter on the riverbed. The light of clashing demonic power and spiritual power illuminated the pitch-black riverbed. The water was stained dark red. Broken scales and shattered remnants of magic treasures drifted and sank in the currents.

Meanwhile, Demon Saint Ji Meng, observing from the sidelines, saw that his forces were about to be overwhelmed. A transparent pearl appeared in his hand. The pearl emitted a dazzling light that enveloped the entire allied army. The currents controlled by the Profound Origin Water Control Banner crashed against the light barrier but were forcefully repelled.

The White Flood Dragon Marshal's expression changed: "Not good—that's Ji Meng's Vast Sea Pearl!" He urgently channeled all his spiritual power. The blue light of the Profound Origin Water Control Banner swelled, trying to break through the barrier. But the light barrier was indestructible. No matter how the water blades and pillars struck, it remained unmoved.

Demon Saint Ji Meng took the opportunity to lead the allied forces back into the Water God Palace. The palace gates slowly closed, shutting out the Sea Clan army.

It turned out that Ji Meng had sensed two auras of late-stage Quasi-Sages outside the great river. He knew that the Dragon Clan, as one of the ancient three clans, had deep reserves. This time, the Demon Emperor had intended to probe the Dragon Clan's depths, but he never expected the Dragon Clan to dispatch two Quasi-Sages to oversee even such a small battlefield!

Inside the Water God Palace

E Yan panted heavily and cupped his hands toward Demon Saint Ji Meng: "Thank you, Demon Saint, for arriving in time to aid us. Otherwise, we would likely have lost our lives today." Demon Saint Ji Meng waved his hand, his gaze heavy as he looked at the Sea Clan formation outside the palace gates: "No need for thanks. The East Sea Dragon Clan's actions here likely target more than just your water tribe. I sensed two Quasi-Sages' auras above the river surface. Your modest Water God Palace probably wouldn't attract two Quasi-Sages. Though my Vast Sea Pearl is powerful, it can only hold out for a time. We must find a way to break out quickly and report to the Demon Emperor for a decision!"

E Yan nodded, a flicker of shock in his eyes: "Two Quasi-Sages! The Dragon Clan's reserves are truly unfathomable!"

"I'll use the Vast Sea Pearl to disrupt the river currents for a while, buying you time. You lead your men to retreat immediately."

Ji Meng stared gravely toward the Dragon Clan formation, where two figures had indeed appeared.

He knew that this war with the East Sea Sea Clan had only just begun.

He split off a strand of his divine consciousness, sending it flying toward the Heavenly Court!