The Collapse of the Human-Wu Alliance, Zulong's Direct Descendant Yinglong, Huang Tian Takes a Mount! "Da Ting Shi, this

"That brat Da Ting Shi, daring to provoke the Dragon Race all by himself—he truly has the guts of a heaven-defying demon."

"Still, as long as he's safe, being hunted by a Quasi saint of the Dragon Race can be considered a form of tempering."

"The eastern region has almost become the backyard of our Human Race, but we must not be careless."

"The Wu and Yao have both suffered heavy losses, and the myriad races have seen their strength depleted; that is why we have this massive opportunity right now."

"Once they catch their breath, they will certainly not stand by and watch the Human Race continue to grow."

"You all stay behind to guard the ancestral lands. I have a premonition and must continue my travels to seek a breakthrough."

"For any matters within the clan, just discuss them with Taibai and handle them accordingly."

Staring at Taibai and the three ancestors of the Human Race—Sui Ren Shi and the others—Huang Tian gave his instructions in a deep voice.

During this period, the Chaos Fragment lying quietly within the Kongtong Seal had been stirring restlessly.

Huang Tian knew that the Three Immortal Islands were likely about to emerge.

Whether for his own breakthrough or to search for more opportunities, Huang Tian could no longer remain in seclusion at the Shore of the East Sea.

"Your Majesty, are you planning to go to the Wu Clan to strengthen our alliance?"

Looking at Huang Tian with confusion, Sui Ren Shi asked.

Previously, when the Demon Race invaded the Shore of the East Sea, the Wu Clan took the opportunity to invade the Thirty-three Heavens of the Demon Court.

The joint efforts of the humans and the Wu caught the Demon Race off guard.

In particular, the mixed-blood offspring of the Human Race and the Wu Clan had already formed significant tribal groups.

Their powerful physical bodies combined with their innate Nascent Soul had benefited both the Human Race and the Wu Clan greatly.

"There is no longer any need to seek out the Wu Clan."

"You must remember, there are no absolute enemies, only absolute interests."

"Before, our Human Race and the Wu Clan allied to attack the Demon Race for mutual benefit."

"Now, the rise of the Human Race is also a huge threat to the Wu Clan."

"The Human-Wu alliance is already a shell of its former self."

"However, if the Wu Clan hadn't been pinning down the Demon Race in the Thirty-three Heavens this time, our Human Race would not have achieved such fruitful results."

"Even if it was for our own respective interests."

"I will still take the time to make a trip to Pangu Temple."

"You do not need to worry about these things."

"You only need to guard the Shore of the East Sea well, following the layout I previously entrusted to you."

"In the short term, no race will be able to pose a fatal threat to our Human Race."

As his words fell, Huang Tian transformed into a streak of light and vanished from the Human Emperor Palace.

"We respectfully send off Your Majesty!"

Taibai, Sui Ren Shi, Zi Yi Shi, and You Chao Shi all shouted respectfully.

"The Three Immortal Islands have indeed emerged!"

Stepping out from the Shore of the East Sea, Huang Tian held the Chaos Fragment he had obtained earlier and sped across the East Sea.

The Wu and Yao were both crippled, the myriad races were weak, and the Human Race was in a period of growth and expansion.

Next, every race would surely go mad searching everywhere for opportunities to make up for their losses.

Although Huang Tian was certain that the Ten Continents and Three Islands would not be found so easily.

Still, one can never be too careful.

"Oh?"

On the way to find the Three Immortal Islands, Huang Tian couldn't help but let out a soft sound as he witnessed two strange beast races slaughtering each other on the sea.

The race on the left had a form resembling a dragon but was not one; they were several feet long, covered in blue-black scales, with a single horn on their heads, four feet on their bellies, and webbed claws.

The race on the right had a form like a long snake, pitch-black all over, with wings on their backs, scales shimmering with a ghostly blue luster, and eyes like cold stars.

"The Xuanhui race and the Jiaolong race—although they are mixed-blood dragon kin, they both carry a trace of true dragon bloodline power, and their combat strength is formidable."

"Interesting."

Watching the battle with great interest, Huang Tian became lost in thought.

"Jiaolong, you are arrogant! This is the territory of our Xuanhui; if you want to seize it, pay with your lives!"

The Xuanhui race were furious, shouting loudly, yet only a hundred or so clansmen remained.

Looking at the Jiaolong race, there were still tens of thousands of them; the situation was clear.

Even a cornered dog will jump over a wall, let alone the Xuanhui.

The remaining hundred-odd Xuanhui clansmen fought recklessly, taking dozens of enemies down with them, nearly causing the Jiaolong race to capsize in the gutter.

"The Xuanhui clan does not know the ways of Heaven, they must be exterminated!!"

Ultimately, they held an absolute numerical advantage; eight or nine thousand Jiaolong surrounding and slaughtering forty or fifty Xuanhui made the outcome obvious.

In just a few moments, the Xuanhui clan was completely wiped out.

"Presumptuous! What kind of ant dares to spy on my Jiaolong clan!"

Before he could even enjoy the fruits of victory, the leading Jiaolong Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal discovered the presence of Huang Tian and roared in anger.

Riding a towering water spout, the Jiaolong Zenith Heaven sought to suppress and kill Huang Tian on the spot.

"Showing off before an expert."

With a chuckle, Huang Tian dismissed the Jiaolong Zenith Heaven's attack with disdain.

With a wave of his hand, golden light erupted from his palm, and Imperial Dao Laws surged forth, forcing the sky-filling water spouts to return to the East Sea.

A wisp of Imperial Dao Laws drifted out, annihilating the Nascent Souls of the remaining thousands of the Jiaolong clan.

"Hum!"

The void hummed as Huang Tian waved his hand, collecting the physical bodies of the Jiaolong clan.

Even if they were mixed-blood dragons, their flesh and blood were far more valuable than those of ordinary races.

The bodies of thousands of Jiaolong were equivalent to hundreds of Postnatal Spiritual Treasures; how could Huang Tian bear to let them go?

"Eh? This is... Yinglong?"

No, to be precise, it is a wisp of the Yinglong divine soul, lodged within the Jiaolong clan, a being reborn.

As if sensing something, Huang Tian waved his hand, and blood energy surged, wrapping around a small dragon and bringing it to his palm.

When the Longhan Calamity fell, Zulong perished in Guixu, leaving behind two lines of direct blood.

One was Yinglong, who mastered the ultimate power of water and hid in the Nine Heavens.

The other was Huanglong, who mastered the weight of earth and later entered the Chan Teaching to cultivate, bearing the Karmic Retribution of the Dragon Clan while waiting for a chance at revival.

Yinglong was the eldest son of Zulong, the Dragon Clan's primary general during the Longhan Calamity, and the Great Elder, with strength second only to Zulong and Zhulong.

Everyone thought Yinglong had followed Zulong and perished in the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity; they never expected Zulong to have left a backup plan.

Compared to the Four Seas Dragon Kings like Ao Guang, even if this was only a wisp of Yinglong's divine soul reborn, it was far more qualified to become the new Dragon Emperor of the Dragon Clan.

"Roar!"

The little Yinglong awakened, actually devouring a wisp of Huang Tian's blood energy and transforming into a human Dao body.

"Little dragon Yinglong pays respects to the Great God, and thanks the Great God for saving my life!"

Not daring to hesitate, the little Yinglong hurriedly bowed respectfully to Huang Tian.

"A mere trifle, you need not do this."

Waving his hand, Huang Tian had no intention of involving himself further with Yinglong.

The Dragon Clan bore immense Karmic Retribution, which had not ended even by the time of the Fengshen.

Huang Tian did not want to provoke such a massive headache.

"I beg the Great God for mercy; this little dragon is willing to be the Great God's mount and swear loyalty unto death!"

"If the Great God is worried about the Karmic Retribution of my Dragon Clan, that is not a problem."

"After being reborn, this little dragon carries no Karmic Retribution."

Kneeling before Huang Tian, Yinglong pleaded.

"You are the eldest son of Zulong."

"During the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, Zulong sacrificed himself to suppress the four poles, the Five Elements Dragon Ancestor perished, and Zhulong disappeared without a trace."

"In the current Dragon Clan, the purest bloodline is merely a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon. If you return, you would be the new Dragon Ancestor, or even the Dragon Emperor."

"Are you truly content to be nothing more than a small mount here with me?"

Staring at Yinglong with eyes like torches, Huang Tian asked in a deep voice.

The Nine Sons of the Dragon had powerful bloodlines, but because they were mixed-blood dragons, they were not recognized by the Dragon Clan, even if they were Quasi saint.

The Four Seas Dragon Kings like Ao Guang were pure-blooded dragons, but unfortunately, they were only five-clawed and merely Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.

With Yinglong's foundation, as long as he returned to the Dragon Clan, he could quickly break through to the Quasi saint realm, and he would be a leader among them.

Huang Tian truly could not understand why Yinglong was willing to be a mount.