Azure Dragon Crown Prince

Fang Yang could tell that this Azure Dragon was a greenhorn, inexperienced.

If this Azure Dragon were sensible, it would absolutely not make sweeping accusations.

Lü Yue is Lü Yue, the Jie Sect is the Jie Sect, how could one elevate Lü Yue's personal actions to the entire Jie Sect?

The Azure Dragon Clan was a major power in the Primordial World. Like the Four Spirits of Heaven-Opening, Empress Houtu, Great Immortal Zhenyuan, and Old Ancestor Minghe, they all possessed the divine ability of "moral blackmail."

The Azure Dragon Clan had the ability and strength to deal with the Jie Sect's accountability.

But one couldn't put it that way, could they?

The Azure Dragon Clan and the Jie Sect were both major powers between heaven and earth. One was responsible for guarding the frontier, and the other was responsible for enlightening all beings. They should maintain harmony.

What if, one day, the Azure Dragon Clan was resisting the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons, and the Jie Sect stabbed them in the back? Wouldn't the Azure Dragon Clan be annihilated?

One must know that this Azure Dragon had labeled the Jie Sect with "furred and horned, born from wetness and eggs." If they were all beings of "furred and horned, born from wetness and eggs," what else could they not do?

Fang Yang instantly concluded that this Azure Dragon had never undergone any experience and didn't understand the principles of social graces at all.

Even so, Fang Yang was prepared to teach this Azure Dragon a lesson. If even he didn't protect the Jie Sect's reputation, who would?

Lü Yue's face turned purple with anger. The Plague Umbrella in his hand suddenly opened, and black and yellow plague mist surged out. Wherever it passed, immortal mountains and vegetation instantly withered and died, and all things were infected with a plague.

"Roar!"

Absorbing the life force of all things, the plague mist surged again, condensing five giant skull heads in black, white, yellow, red, and green in the void.

Wuwuwu!

Instantly, ghosts wailed and gods howled, resentment, killing intent, and malice converged, obscuring the sky. This world seemed to have entered an extreme Demon Realm.

"Meng Zhen, last time, I showed you mercy out of consideration for you being the Crown Prince of the Azure Dragon Clan. Yet, you are so ungrateful and slander my sect. My teacher teaches without discrimination and intercepts a glimmer of life for all beings, which is not something you can understand."

The Azure Dragon opposite, who was the Crown Prince of the Azure Dragon Clan, showed contempt in his eyes:

"Saint Tongtian's reputation for a lifetime, yet he has such unfilial disciples. I truly pity the senior Saint."

With a movement of his dragon claw, tens of thousands of Yimu Divine Lightning turned into pillars of lightning, descending together, directly piercing Lü Yue's evil arts.

There were two great poison masters in the Primordial World: one was Ancestor Panwang, and the other was Lü Yue. However, their poisonous arts were different.

Ancestor Panwang's poison was physicochemical poison, an immortal path version of the Love-flower poison and Heartbreak grass poison. Lü Yue's poison was a biological weapon, which was active.

Yimu Divine Lightning couldn't deal with Ancestor Panwang's poison, but it could completely restrain Lü Yue's poison.

The victor was decided as soon as the two clashed.

"No, impossible! How could you break through my Great Plague Art? You... Meng Zhen, I'm going to kill you!"

Lü Yue suffered a loss and felt humiliated. He instantly flew into a rage out of shame and wanted to eliminate Meng Zhen to wash away his humiliation.

In the void, Fang Yang watched and repeatedly shook his head.

These Junior Brothers and Sisters of his were like this. They only cultivated their magic power, not their temperament. A little setback could make them breach their defense.

They always talked about maintaining one's true nature. If everyone in the Great Wilderness maintained their true nature like this, the Great Wilderness would forever remain in an era of ignorance and barbarism.

Moreover, no matter what they did, they liked to drag Sect Master Tongtian into it, as if Sect Master Tongtian had told them to do so.

"Enough!"

Between heaven and earth, a indifferent voice sounded, constantly reverberating between heaven and earth. A majestic Righteous Qi rose, shattering all the killing intent and malice that Lü Yue had attracted.

"Who is it?"

Meng Zhen's expression turned serious, as if facing a great enemy. This magic power was too strong. Although it couldn't compare to the Grand Unity Golden Immortals he had seen, the magic power of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal definitely couldn't reach this level.

Boom!

The answer to Meng Zhen was a Divine Firmament Heavenly Thunder. The Divine Firmament Heavenly Thunder descended without warning, shattering Meng Zhen's Protective spell, and then pierced through Meng Zhen's body.

Crackling!

The moment Meng Zhen was struck by the lightning, his thoughts froze. His body trembled under the lightning, as if he had suffered a stroke.

On the other side, Lü Yue was not much better. He was directly bound by chains woven from Divine Firmament Heavenly Thunder, and a lightning nail was firmly embedded in his glabella, trapping his magic power!

Everything happened too fast, so fast that Lü Yue and Meng Zhen couldn't react.

They were both outstanding individuals among Grand Unity Golden Immortals, but in front of Fang Yang, they were like fish meat, left to Fang Yang's slaughter.

After teaching Meng Zhen a small lesson and subduing Lü Yue, Fang Yang finally appeared between heaven and earth.

The lightning vortex in the sky contracted and converged into a majestic figure.

This person wore a black Daoist robe, was surrounded by lightning, and had a naturally imposing presence, as if he were a Dharma King born from the lightning.

"Disciple of the Sect of Interception!!!"

Meng Zhen, having escaped the lightning's damage, looked at Fang Yang with a solemn expression.

"Who are you? How dare you help an outsider against a fellow disciple?"

Meng Zhen was merely shocked, but Lü Yue was already furious.

He never expected that he would be dealt with by a disciple of the Sect of Interception.

Fang Yang ignored Lü Yue and looked at Meng Zhen:

"Fellow Daoist Meng Zhen, it's best not to speak without basis. My Jie Sect is a grand orthodox Xuanmen, representing the orthodox Heavenly Dao. All disciples in the sect take it as their duty to intercept a glimmer of life for all living beings."

"Those furred and horned, born from wetness and eggs that Fellow Daoist speaks of, exist in any power. The Sect of Enlightenment has them, the Western Sect has them, and your Azure Dragon Clan may not be without them either."

"Can Fellow Daoist say that if a power has some scum, the entire power is scum?"

Fang Yang first wanted to clear the name of the Jie Sect. The Jie Sect absolutely could not be labeled as furred and horned, born from wetness and eggs.

If they were to be furred and horned, born from wetness and eggs, everyone would be. The Jie Sect would absolutely not do it alone.

Fang Yang's assertiveness startled Meng Zhen, and his words left Meng Zhen unable to refute.

When a forest is large, it contains all sorts of birds. Within their Azure Dragon Clan, there were also those who were morally corrupt and of low character.

He had just equated the entire Jie Sect with Lü Yue, which was his mistake.

He thought for a moment and cupped his hands towards Fang Yang: "I was momentarily agitated just now and offended your sect. I ask for your understanding, Fellow Daoist!"

Seeing that Meng Zhen's attitude was quite good, Fang Yang nodded with satisfaction: "It's nothing. It's just that our sect produced scum like Lü Yue, and Fellow Daoist Guangchengzi has much prejudice against our sect, which caused Fellow Daoist to misunderstand our sect."

Fang Yang would not make peace with the God of War of Zhuolu. At worst, they would fight.

The prejudice in people's hearts was like a great mountain, which he could not move no matter what.

"May I ask what Fellow Daoist is called?"

Meng Zhen came from a great clan and had great bearing. He did not hold a grudge for what had just happened.

"This humble one is Fang Yang, a core disciple under Saint Tongtian. My junior brother acts unjustly and is disgraceful, but I can guarantee that as long as I am here, my Jie Sect will absolutely not hide dirt and filth!"

Meng Zhen was shocked again upon hearing this.

"How long has Fellow Daoist Fang Yang been promoted to core disciple, yet he has become so powerful. This... is this the vision of a Saint?!"