Prehistoric World: I Wreak Havoc on the Three Religions, Yet You Don't Split Up?

Before the words faded, Huanglong cut him off.

"Junior Brother, that's not it."

Xuandan looked at Huanglong with some surprise, thinking to himself.

I was just being polite—Senior Brother can't really refuse me, can he?

With those honest brows and big eyes, he shouldn't be like this.

Huanglong's tone turned sorrowful.

"This Humble Daoist traveled for days but lost his way and ended up back here."

Xuandan raised an eyebrow slightly and drew in a sharp breath.

This Humble Daoist's elixir...

Truly impressive.

Chapter 20: Huanglong Suppresses Lü Yue, Xuandan Obtains a Treasure

Xuandan shook his head and spoke softly.

"This Humble Daoist will travel with Senior Brother. It just so happens I'd like to see this Lü Yue of the Jie Sect for myself."

"Well said."

After they informed Xuan Du of this, Xuan Du naturally agreed gladly.

After all, Xuandan had already done enough to support the Human Race.

He still needed to remain among the humans for some time and had no leisure to look after Xuandan.

Now, with Huanglong present, he could ensure Xuandan's safety in his stead.

Xuandan and Huanglong traveled together, making their way to the shores of the East Sea.

Along the way, he discovered that the elixir's side effects were indeed severe.

Even the straight-line distance between the Human Race and the East Sea—Huanglong had managed to stray from it.

They reached the East Sea together, yet found no trace of Lü Yue.

Xuandan asked, "Senior Brother, roughly which direction is Lü Yue in?"

The moment he spoke, a look of confusion spread across Huanglong's face.

He looked around, as if about to point in every direction.

Xuandan's expression darkened, and he said helplessly, "Alright, Senior Brother, just rest."

He closed his eyes tightly, letting his divine sense spread in all directions.

In less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, his eyes snapped open.

"Found him."

Huanglong couldn't help but marvel and asked, "How did Junior Brother find Lü Yue's hiding place so easily?"

As Xuandan led Huanglong forward, he explained, "This Humble Daoist was born from the transformation of a Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir, so I am extremely sensitive to the scent of both medicine and poison."

"Lü Yue acts with utter arrogance; he doesn't know the meaning of restraint."

"In this vast sea, wherever poisonous vapors drift, that is where he must be."

Before long, they spotted an island in the Sea Domain from afar.

But the surrounding seawater had already turned a sickly blue-purple, shrouded by poisonous mist.

Countless Sea Race corpses floated on the surface, their deaths horrifying to behold.

Seeing this scene, Huanglong's eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared, "Lü Yue, get out here!"

Xuandan frowned deeply, displeased.

This act, aside from benefiting Lü Yue himself, harmed the Sea Race creatures and violated the harmony of heaven, burdening the Jie Sect disciples with karmic sin.

No wonder the Jie Sect became the target of all during the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.

The root of disaster had been planted long ago when Tongtian founded the sect.

Soon, they saw Lü Yue, clad in a crimson robe, with a face blue as indigo and hair red as cinnabar, arriving in a streak of flying light.

Lü Yue fixed his gaze on them, then broke into a sneer, speaking with utter indifference.

"I wondered who it was—turns out it's Huanglong, that waste from the Chan Sect."

"Was the beating you took last time not enough? This time you brought backup?"

His gaze fell on Xuandan, his expression still arrogant, his words haughty.

"A disciple of the Ren Sect—I know Xuan Du. You must be that newly initiated Junior Brother."

"Do you really think bringing a Ren Sect disciple can put you above me?"

"I am a disciple of a sage too, a student of Sect Leader Tongtian. What can you possibly do to me?!"

Xuandan watched Lü Yue's unruly demeanor.

Sensing the other's mid-stage Golden Immortal cultivation.

He promptly retreated behind Huanglong and shouted loudly.

"Senior Brother, what are you waiting for? Hit him!"

With that, Huanglong moved like thunder, channeling vast Magic Power.

The laws of heaven and earth were drawn forth.

Primal Chaos Qi transformed into a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, roaring as it charged.

It shattered the surrounding void, stirring up towering waves.

"You butchered the Sea Race's living beings, abusing your status as a sage's disciple to run wild."

"Today, This Humble Daoist will surely suppress you and bring justice to the Sea Race!"

Lü Yue, however, advanced instead of retreating, summoning the Plague Umbrella.

Instantly, poisonous mist spread everywhere, drifting across the sky.

At the same time, the Plague Umbrella swelled into a colossal canopy that blotted out the heavens.

"Don't kid yourself—if you can withstand my poison mist, then you can spout your grand talk!"

Boom!!!

The moment the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon collided with the Plague Umbrella.

The Plague Umbrella trembled slightly, and the surrounding poison mist was scattered outright.

Lü Yue's heart shook violently, his eyes wide with shock.

"How is that possible?!"

In their first clash, Huanglong was no match for him.

Why couldn't the poison mist even get near Huanglong now?

Lü Yue refused to believe it. Gritting his teeth, he summoned the Plague Bell.

Dong!!!

The soul-shaking chime of the bell rang out, sending waves of sound rippling.

At the same time, it swept the poison mist toward Huanglong.

Huanglong wore a confident smile, making no move to defend.

Seeing this, Lü Yue couldn't help but sneer.

"You've already courted death!"

The poison mist completely engulfed Huanglong, and Lü Yue instantly resumed his arrogant posture.

He stood in the air, laughing uproariously, his words dripping with contempt.

"Seems you haven't improved at all. This Potent Poison of mine..."

Before he could finish, he saw the vast poison mist casually dispersed by Huanglong.

Revealing Huanglong completely unharmed.

Lü Yue's smile froze on his face, shifting to shock, then panic, then a shrill scream.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! My poison arts are unmatched at the same level!"

Huanglong struck in an instant, water jets shooting straight into the nine heavens.

Endless black clouds rolled and gathered above the battlefield.

The sky and earth turned dark and gloomy, with heavy thunder rumbling and surging.

It felt as if the Heavenly Dao Pressure was bearing down upon this Sea Domain.

Any passing Sea Race creatures detoured around, not daring to set foot there.

He fixed his gaze on Lü Yue, eyes brimming with hatred.

"You treat human life like weeds, slaughtering the Sea Race's living beings wantonly."

"Today, This Humble Daoist will use the Jade Pure Divine Thunder to suppress you right here!"