The Nine-Heavens Cloud Luan Chariot and Nirvana Divine Flame-Breaking Through to Golden Immortal!

Xuandan cleared his throat. "Let's not bring that up just yet. Let's not bring it up."

Watching the Four Dragon Kings lick his boots so skillfully, Xuandan finally understood how the Dragon Clan had managed to fare so well after its decline—and eventually climb into the Heavenly Court.

The Mysterious Sun Pill was simply irresistible to bloodline-dependent races like these!

"Right, let's settle this matter first!"

The West Sea Dragon King chimed in at once and strode out first, full of swagger.

Ao Guang's mouth twitched.

Wasn't he supposed to be the main character here?

Weren't his magnificent dragon horns impressive?

Laughter filled the Dragon Palace as everyone celebrated.

They all felt they'd made a killing.

Several days later, Ji Meng led his army to the palace, surrounded by dense demonic aura.

The Four Dragon Kings stood at the front on the Dragon Palace's side, with Xuandan, Huanglong, and Ao Guang beside them.

Both sides radiated immense power, their auras clashing in secret. They seemed evenly matched.

Ji Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing that something was off.

Was everyone at the Dragon Palace confident about this battle?

He paid it no mind, assuming it was simply the Dragon Clan's last-ditch struggle.

"The duel begins now. Life and death are up to each side's own abilities. No disputes afterward. Any objections?"

The East Sea Dragon King shook his head calmly.

"None. I hope Demon Sage Ji Meng can keep to the same terms."

Ji Meng felt a flare of anger and instructed the young man beside him.

"When the time comes, go all out and kill that little dragon."

The young man nodded, his face cold and stern. He stepped forward with a Long Lance in hand.

"I am Ji Yun. Who dares fight me?!"

Ao Guang raised his Long Spear, transformed into a streak of light, and advanced, answering proudly.

"I'll take your life!"

Dragging his Dragon Tail, he charged forward in fury, swinging his Long Spear as his techniques shifted unpredictably.

The water below roiled at once, with currents surging in every direction.

Sensing the sudden pressure, Ji Yun looked astonished.

He tried to fight back, but the moment their eyes met, he felt the suppression of his bloodline.

He stood there dazed and was knocked to the ground by a single strike of the Long Spear.

Ji Meng came to his senses and erupted in fury, berating him sharply.

"Useless! Why didn't you fight back?!"

Ao Guang swung his Dragon Tail, slamming it into Ji Yun.

BOOM!!!

Dust billowed and the earth trembled, splitting with countless cracks. Ji Yun was nowhere to be seen.

Ao Guang fixed his proud gaze on Ji Yun and said coldly,

"He won't get the chance to fight back."

Xuandan, watching from afar, raised an eyebrow.

"Come to think of it, Ao Guang was quite the badass when he was young."

Ji Meng's pupils contracted, confusion filling his eyes.

He, a mighty Quasi-Saint, had actually sensed a threat from the Golden Immortal before him.

The heir he'd painstakingly raised hadn't even lasted a single move.

Humiliated and enraged, Ji Meng erupted with Quasi-Saint pressure and thrust out a massive dragon claw.

The Dragon Palace's people panicked, at a loss for what to do.

At the critical moment, Xuandan cleared his throat and said mildly,

"Allow me to introduce myself. My master is the Grand Pure Sage, and my Daoist name is Xuandan."

"I have no intention of interfering in the Dragon Clan's affairs. I'm only here to watch. I hope Senior Ji Meng won't harm me, or my master might not be pleased."

"The Dragon Clan still owes me something. How about you continue after I've left?"

Retract!

Ji Meng immediately withdrew his dragon claw, his mind full of suspicion.

His face was filled with astonishment.

Everyone knew that the Grand Pure Sage accepted disciples according to fate.

Until now, he'd had only Xuan Du as his sole disciple.

If the young man before him truly was the Grand Pure Sage's direct disciple, then he was the Ren Sect's second disciple.

Ji Meng would have to think twice before attacking Huanglong, let alone a disciple of the Grand Pure Sage.

He looked Xuandan up and down, then glanced at Huanglong.

Ji Meng's face turned pale, then flushed.

He couldn't afford to offend any of them!

"Fine. Very well. This Demon Sage always keeps his word. Farewell."

His words were full of hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

Two disciples of Sages were standing on the Dragon Clan's side.

Ji Meng might have wanted to go back on his word, but he could only withdraw his army.

The Dragon Palace, long held in suspense, erupted into cheers. Sunlight spilled across the surface of the sea.

Xuandan was secretly delighted.

"Heh... using my master's name to scare people really is satisfying."

"No wonder the Interception Sect disciples keep saying 'my master, Tongtian' every chance they get."

The East Sea Dragon King was already staring in stunned disbelief.

At first, he'd thought that even after transforming, Ao Guang would still need to fight for a while.

Who knew he'd defeat his opponent in an instant?

No wonder the Prehistoric World had a saying: "Swallow a Golden Immortal pill, and your fate is yours to command, not Heaven's!"

This fellow Xuandan really needed to be buttered up... No, befriended properly!

Perhaps sending that foolish younger brother of his, the North Sea Dragon King, to play bootlicker... Cough, to act as a bodyguard, wouldn't be a bad idea either!

He stepped forward and bowed respectfully, his expression sincere.

"Young friend, you've done the Dragon Clan a great service. I will honor our agreement."

"Please come with me to the Dragon Clan Treasury and choose any treasure you like!"

Nine Heavens Cloud Luan Carriage, Nirvana Divine Fire, and a breakthrough to Golden Immortal!

Xuandan wore a righteous expression. Was he the sort of person who lusted after wealth and beauty?

He followed closely behind the East Sea Dragon King into the depths of the Dragon Palace.

BOOM!!!

The instant the Dragon Palace Treasury opened, the entire palace trembled.

A phantom white dragon gate appeared in the boundless depths of the sea.

Xuandan couldn't help feeling surprised.

They'd carved out a separate Small Thousand World to serve as the Dragon Clan Treasury.

But on second thought, it suited the age of the Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation.

The Dragon Clan was arrogant by nature and loved to make a grand show.

The moment he stepped inside, the scenery before him changed rapidly.

It was as if he'd been transported into an endless starry sky, with countless stars shining all around.

The East Sea Dragon King held his head high and spoke proudly.

"These are the Dragon Clan's true foundations."

"Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, high-grade Innate Spiritual Roots, and rare Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures."

"If the Prehistoric World doesn't have something, the Dragon Clan Treasury must."

Xuandan felt dazzled, unable to take it all in.

As far as the eye could see, the points of light, like stars, were all different treasures.

Just as the East Sea Dragon King had said,

his Dragon Palace had treasures that couldn't be found anywhere in the Prehistoric World.

One magical treasure in particular caught Xuandan's attention.

With a mere thought, it appeared in his hand.

The East Sea Dragon King explained like a tour guide.

"This is called the Nine Heavens Cloud Luan Carriage. It ranks among the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures."