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

Huanglong introduced him.

"This is my senior uncle's newly accepted disciple, his Daoist title is Xuandan."

The Dragon King showed a surprised expression and praised repeatedly.

"As expected of the Grand Pure Sage's personal disciple, truly outstanding in appearance."

"I said ten thousand years ago, I felt that the Dragon Clan would receive a distinguished guest, and my heart has been uneasy ever since. Now that I see my worthy nephew, I understand the reason. This old dragon's heart is much more at ease now."

"Please, come in quickly. With a noble guest's arrival, the Dragon Palace truly shines with added luster."

Xuandan wore a faint smile, feeling that this Dragon King was indeed an old fox.

Ten thousand years ago...

Ten thousand years ago, he hadn't even taken human form yet.

Huanglong, however, asked with concern.

"Uncle, when I arrived, I sensed a dense demonic aura and saw no Shrimp Soldiers or Crab Generals patrolling."

"Has something gone wrong with the Dragon Clan?"

At this, the Dragon King's worried expression returned, and he sighed as he recounted everything that had happened.

Xuandan listened from the side and quickly understood the reason.

Ever since the Demon Court was established, the forces once under the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans had all defected to join the Demon Court.

The Demon Court had thus entered a stage of rapid development.

Small factions could no longer satisfy the Demon Court's appetite.

The Demon Court had set its sights on the wealthy Dragon Clan and sent the Demon Sage Ji Meng to issue a summons for submission.

Though called a summons, it was really coercion and bribery.

Ji Meng's identity was special; he had once been a general who followed the Ancestral Dragon in campaigns across the land.

In the year before the decisive battle among the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans, he had betrayed the Dragon Clan. After the Demon Court was established, he defected to it, ranking among the Ten Great Demon Sages, and together with Kunpeng, he was responsible for suppressing the Sea Race.

When the East Sea Dragon King reached this point, he let out a helpless sigh.

"Think of how prosperous the Dragon Clan once was, yet now we don't even have a single Quasi-Saint."

"That traitor Ji Meng, relying on his Quasi-Saint cultivation, dares to bully our Dragon Clan like this!"

Even with the Four Dragon Kings gathered together, they could only barely hold their ground.

If the stalemate continued, it would certainly be disastrous for the Dragon Clan.

Ji Meng only needed to lead the Demon Court's army to besiege the Dragon Palace.

Then he could let Kunpeng freely gather the Sea Race.

In the end, the Dragon Palace would become a commander without an army, its strength sharply reduced.

It would surely be at Ji Meng's mercy.

"I wonder how the Four Dragon Kings feel about this Demon Sage's proposal?"

Just as the atmosphere in the Dragon Palace grew heavy—

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Ji Meng's booming voice, tinged with mockery, rolled in like thunder.

The Four Dragon Kings' expressions instantly turned grim.

Huanglong, burning with rage, snorted coldly and said.

"A deserter from back then, now strutting around like a fox using a tiger's might—truly shameless!"

He turned to Xuandan with an apologetic look.

"Junior Brother, I'm truly sorry. I had planned to show you the sights of the Dragon Palace."

"Now I've made you witness a farce instead."

Xuandan waved his hand dismissively.

"No matter. Would he dare to lay a hand on me? Senior Brother, you should worry about your own people first."

The Four Dragon Kings exchanged glances with Huanglong, their expressions turning serious.

Xuandan was right—he was a disciple of the Grand Pure Sage. Who would dare to act rashly toward him?

Let alone Ji Meng, even if Di Jun himself came, he would have to show some respect.

Seeing the Four Dragon Kings and Huanglong go out together to face Ji Meng, Xuandan followed out of curiosity to watch the show.

Soon, he saw a towering Demon Sage with a dragon's head and a human body standing not far away.

The pressure radiating from him was suffocating.

A look of boundless arrogance spread across his face.

Until he saw Huanglong's figure—then his smile vanished, and his brow furrowed.

When he prepared to make a move against the Dragon Clan, he had naturally already investigated their background thoroughly.

Huanglong was a personal disciple of the Primordial Lord of Heaven, the Yuqing Sage.

Ji Meng had certainly filed that away in his mind, for the identity was extremely special.

A disciple of a Sage—even the two Demon Emperors would be reluctant to offend such a person.

His gloomy gaze swept across the Four Dragon Kings.

In an arrogant tone, he said, "This Demon Sage has already given you ample time to consider. Let's not make things unpleasant for everyone."

"Joining the Demon Court will grant you a share of the Demon Race's fortune. It might even allow the Dragon Clan to rise again. What is there to hesitate about?"

Before the Four Dragon Kings could speak, Huanglong stepped forward and replied, "The Dragon Clan will never join the Demon Court. Demon Sage Ji Meng, please take your leave."

"This Humble Daoist is a disciple of the Yuqing Sage. I hope Demon Sage Ji Meng will grant me this face."

"However, the Dragon Clan is willing, out of past goodwill, to offer Demon Sage Ji Meng some token support."

Upon hearing this, Xuandan could only sigh in lament.

Once the supreme rulers of heaven and earth, they had now fallen to the point of paying protection money.

Ji Meng's expression darkened, and he remained silent for a long time.

He knew well that he dared not lay a hand on a Sage's disciple.

For one thing, in terms of seniority, he and the Sage were of the same generation.

Bullying a junior would damage his reputation if word got out.

For another, there was the retaliation from the Three Pure Ones.

He believed that even if Demon Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi joined forces, they could not protect him.

But to think he could simply use a few treasures to buy off trouble and avert disaster—that was pure wishful thinking.

Ji Meng's mind raced. Giving up on the Dragon Clan was absolutely impossible.

The matter of their past defection was an indelible stain.

Yet he saw an opportunity to set things right.

If he could take the Dragon Clan under his wing now, wouldn't that prove his earlier actions had been wise and correct?

At the same time, by leveraging the Dragon Clan's foundation and power, his own status and influence within the Demon Court would greatly increase.

No matter what, Ji Meng could not abandon the idea of absorbing the Dragon Clan.

Meanwhile, Xuandan watched the conflict between the two races from the perspective of an onlooker.

He neither spoke nor made any move, simply observing in silence.

Ji Meng pondered for a long time before finally speaking.

"This Demon Sage is willing to refrain from taking action, out of respect for my nephew Huanglong and the Yuqing Sage."

As soon as the words fell, the Four Dragon Kings showed a hint of joy.

But Ji Meng suddenly changed his tone.

"Your Dragon Clan shall send a junior to duel with my own offspring."

"If you win, I will lead my troops away. If you lose, the Dragon Clan will come under my command."

"What say the Four Dragon Kings?"

The Four Dragon Kings' expressions were conflicted, while Huanglong's eyes flashed with sharp light.

Having broken through to Golden Immortal and mastered his divine abilities, he was naturally confident and was about to speak.

But then Ji Meng spoke again.

"However, my nephew Huanglong cannot participate. You are a disciple of the Yuqing Sage; it would be inappropriate both in reason and sentiment."

Huanglong was about to argue, but the East Sea Dragon King pulled him back from behind.

"This duel, our Dragon Clan accepts."

Ji Meng's face immediately broke into a delighted smile.

"Excellent. I trust the Dragon Clan will not go back on their word."

With that, he swiftly left the Dragon Palace, his figure vanishing from sight.

Ji Meng's demeanor was exceedingly confident.

After all, this was his own offspring, with rich bloodline.

Since joining the Demon Race, he had poured countless resources into his child.

He had even personally taught and guided him, enabling his offspring to break through to Golden Immortal.