Chapter Forty-One: My Dragon Race Defies Heaven!

Hongjun's first proclamation after becoming a Sage made the leaders of the three races furious.

When had it ever been his place to meddle in the affairs of the Innate Three Races?

But...

Sages were far too powerful. With a single thought, they could make the whole Primordial World hear their words.

What would happen if they disobeyed a Sage?

The Phoenix Race and the Qilin Race were understandably worried. This was their first time witnessing a Sage's might.

There was no denying it: a Sage's might was truly terrifying.

It was no exaggeration to say that if that thought had been aimed at them, they might have fallen to their knees on the spot.

In other words, the gap between them and a Sage was like the difference between a nuclear bomb and a slingshot—a vast chasm.

They had no way to defeat a Sage, just as Great Luo Golden Immortals were in a league of their own compared with them.

Among them, Ancestral Dragon, a transmigrator, was even more furious.

"Why should we?"

He glared toward the defenses at Jade Capital Mountain, nearly grinding his teeth in rage.

Sages weren't supposed to appear outside a great calamity or interfere in the conflicts of the Primordial World. That was a rule Hongjun had set himself. So how could he—

Wait! Damn it! This was the early Primordial World. Hongjun had only just become a Sage. He hadn't set those rules yet.

He'd been focused on stopping Hongjun's schemes from succeeding, but he'd forgotten that Hongjun could directly interfere in the conflict between the three races.

How was this a scheme? It was an open challenge!

First, they were supposed to decide the victor in Chaos. What nonsense. The main forces on the battlefield were the Taiyi Golden Immortals, while there were only a million or so Golden Immortals and Great Luo Golden Immortals. The vast majority were Taiyi Golden Immortals and Golden Immortals. How were they supposed to enter Chaos? To die?

That was practically the same as wiping out their advantage in numbers. Win or lose, their Taiyi Golden Immortals and everyone below them would be thrown in to die.

The outcome of the conflict between the three races depended entirely on their experts—their peak combatants.

And when it came to peak combat strength, the three races weren't all that different. The Dragon Race was at 1.5, the Phoenix Race at 1, and the Qilin Race at 1.

If a real fight broke out, the Phoenix Race and the Qilin Race joining forces against the Dragon Race would be no easy matter.

The Dragon Race was strongest in the sea, after all. There was no sea in Chaos.

Second, the three races were supposed to willingly transform into the Dao, stay out of the Primordial World's conflicts forever, and join him in protecting Heaven and Earth.

Ha. Dream on.

"Protecting Heaven and Earth" sounded noble, but in truth, it was nothing more than an ambition to control the Primordial World.

The third demand was even more outrageous. Who was Hongjun to decide who the protagonist was?

So what if he was a Heavenly Dao Sage? Besides, he was still an ordinary Heavenly Dao Sage. He hadn't merged with the Dao yet.

"Lord Ancestral Dragon, what should we do?"

The Dragon Race's powerful figures had gathered in the Dragon Court and turned to Ancestral Dragon.

"What kind of nobody is this Hongjun? Why should we listen to him?"

"Exactly! Lord Ancestral Dragon, what's so impressive about being a Sage? No matter how powerful he is, he's only one person. We have trillions of descendants. Are we supposed to be afraid of him?"

"Big Brother! Just give the order, and our entire Dragon Race will attack Hongjun at once!"

Candle Dragon continued, "Hongjun can talk tough all he wants. He should think about the fact that the rise of the Innate Three Races is the will of the times. Other races go out of their way to avoid us. Didn't Qiankun Ancestor get kicked around by all of us before we tossed him out?"

The Dragon Race was one of the Innate Three Races, and because of Ancestral Dragon's oath, they bore the karma of protecting the Four Seas. Killing members of the Dragon Race would incur karmic retribution.

Candle Dragon refused to believe that Hongjun, no matter how powerful, would dare slaughter the Dragon Race.

"Big Brother! Let's take him on!"

"Lord Ancestral Dragon, Hongjun has shown far too little regard for our Dragon Race. Let's fight him!"

"Exactly, Lord Ancestral Dragon! When have we ever let anyone walk all over us? Even when the Phoenix Race and Qilin Race were being suppressed by us, they could only defend themselves. They didn't dare challenge us. What has Hongjun done to deserve this?"

At that moment, the entire Dragon Court was ablaze with excitement. The Dragon Race's fighting spirit soared.

Looking at so many powerful Dragon Race experts before him, Ancestral Dragon couldn't help feeling a surge of pride.

Exactly! Why should the Dragon Race fear a mere Sage?

So what if a Sage was powerful? Would he dare face an entire race?

Besides, Ancestral Dragon had so many Spiritual Treasures. What had Hongjun done to deserve his lofty position?

He remembered reading so many novels where, once the protagonists had the momentum of an entire race behind them, they didn't take Sages seriously at all. Some Quasi-Saints could even pin Sages to the ground and rub them into the dirt.

Sages didn't even dare casually attack the Human Emperor. Why should Hongjun dare to touch the leader of one of the Innate Three Races?

He'd fight him!

Ancestral Dragon wanted to take on Hongjun, and this time, he actually had the confidence to do it.

With over a million Great Luo Golden Immortals, just standing there, they could probably rival the Demon Race's Zhou Tian Star-Dou Formation from later generations.

The Demon Race's Zhou Tian Star-Dou Formation could even stand up to a Sage!

What reason did a Sage have to dare face the Dragon Race?

What did he have to fear from Hongjun?

He couldn't believe how timidly he'd been thinking before, scheming instead of acting. The Dragon Race could face any enemy head-on!

Now Ancestral Dragon was more worried about the Phoenix Race and the Qilin Race.

They had sworn an oath before, so he couldn't take the initiative to compete against the Phoenix Race or Qilin Race.

And yet those two old schemers hadn't started fighting each other.

Worse, the other two races had also grown stronger by now.

The Phoenix Race and Qilin Race couldn't reproduce as well as the Dragon Race, but even so, if they really got going, their numbers couldn't be underestimated!

But so what? He wasn't just a transmigrator—he was a transmigrator with a system.

Over the years, the Dragon Race had grown its population even further. He'd also obtained countless top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, several Innate Supreme Treasures, and a Chaos Supreme Treasure.

With all those treasures in hand, what did he have to fear?

He'd fight!

Killing Hongjun—that was the choice of Ancestral Dragon, forefather of the Dragon Race and a transmigrator.

The Phoenix Race and Qilin Race wouldn't be foolish enough to do the same, right? Surely not...

"I never imagined a Sage could be so powerful. I fear that not even the full strength of our race could shake him in the slightest."

Yuanfeng furrowed her brow.

She wasn't a transmigrator, so she felt the Heavenly Dao's pressure, which had nearly forced her to her knees...

It was too powerful. Far too powerful. Beneath a Sage, all were ants.

Numbers were no use against a Sage.

There was no point.

She hadn't even considered whether Hongjun would directly face the Phoenix Race, because the idea was absurd. The Phoenix Race had no way to fight a Sage.

A Sage could shake the Primordial World with a single thought.

As for Quasi-Saints like them, it would take nearly a thousand years just to travel from the east of the Primordial World to the west. How could they possibly compare with a Sage?

Had they lost their minds?

They and the Sages weren't even on the same scale!

Yuanfeng would believe it if someone told her a Sage could kill a million Great Luo Golden Immortals with a single thought.