Ancestral Dragon Took the Slap with His Face

That wasn't all. The essence of the Moon Star and Sun Star had also been absorbed by them day and night. Now, they were already under unbearable strain.

If things continued like this for another era... the Moon Star and Sun Star would probably collapse.

Ordinary cultivators couldn't see the subtle changes that had accumulated over time. But with Hongjun's guidance, everyone present could sense them.

Cracks had already begun to form between heaven and earth under the excessive strain.

These cracks weren't visible yet, but when they finally erupted, the entire Primordial World would probably be shattered to pieces.

"Do you see now? If the Three Races continue developing like this, one day they'll threaten the Primordial World. As a living being of this world, and the first Heavenly Dao Sage in all creation, I must protect the safety of the Primordial World. So tell me, am I qualified to discipline your three races?"

Hongjun addressed Ancestral Dragon.

At the same time, his gaze swept over Yuanfeng and First Qilin.

Although Pangu had created the Primordial World, the bodies of the Three Thousand Demon Gods had also become part of it.

Perhaps the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods made up only a small part of the Primordial World now, but this world did indeed belong to them as well.

So whether it was Yuanfeng, First Qilin, or Candle Dragon, they all felt guilty when they heard those words.

In order for their races to rule the Primordial World, they really had caused great harm to heaven and earth.

Without Hongjun's reminder, they wouldn't have noticed.

That only strengthened their resolve.

To give back to heaven and earth.

But Ancestral Dragon was different from them.

For one thing, Ancestral Dragon wasn't originally from this world, so he had no sense of belonging to it. For another, even in the world he'd come from, he hadn't been the environmentally conscious type.

What did he care if the environment was damaged? He didn't mind others being environmentally conscious, but if they tried to use that as an excuse to seize his interests, he wouldn't stand for it!

However, Ancestral Dragon didn't dare say that aloud. Otherwise, the Dragon Race wouldn't just have to face Hongjun—the two clan leaders beside him would probably rise up against them too.

So he could only set his sights on Hongjun.

"Heh, that sounds nice. This is all just an excuse for you, Hongjun, to scheme against our three races. You want to interfere in our affairs, but do you have what it takes?"

"Daoist Friend Ancestral Dragon believes I'm scheming against the three races. Then, if I weren't scheming against them, what would you do?"

Hongjun glanced at him and asked casually.

"My Dragon Race only wants to guard the Four Seas. Whoever comes looking for trouble with my Dragon Race, no matter the excuse, will be hunted down no matter how far away!"

Ancestral Dragon declared proudly:

"So what if you're a Sage! If you dare invade or disturb my Dragon Race, I'll send you right back where you came from!"

"That's right! Lord Ancestral Dragon is right! Our Dragon Race only wants to guard the Four Seas. If anyone dares to invade us, our Dragon Race will show no mercy!"

"So what if you're a Sage? What does my Dragon Race have to fear?"

As soon as Ancestral Dragon finished speaking, all the Dragon Race experts except Candle Dragon began shouting in support.

"Come at us if you've got the guts!"

"The Dragon Race fears nothing!"

"The Dragon Race fears nothing!"

"..."

The Dragon Race's cries shook heaven and earth, echoing across a hundred million miles of the Primordial World. For a moment, their arrogance soared so high that they seemed almost capable of standing against a Sage.

"So your Dragon Race has no intention of following the arrangements?"

Hongjun's smile gradually faded, making him look like a villain.

"I'll arrange your mother! I'm only talking to you out of respect. If you don't know what's good for you, my Dragon Race will wipe out the first Sage in all creation!"

The Dragon Race's rising arrogance made Ancestral Dragon more confident than ever.

Besides, Hongjun had been talking with him for so long that he'd begun to think this first Heavenly Dao Sage, the future Dao Ancestor and representative of the Heavenly Dao, wasn't all that impressive.

Maybe Sages were afraid of accumulating karmic debt. And maybe Hongjun was afraid of the Dragon Race too.

Otherwise, why would Hongjun be so easygoing?

There was just one thing he regretted: he hadn't exposed Hongjun's true nature in front of all living beings.

What a pity.

The masses of the Primordial World probably still thought Hongjun was a good person. Heh. But this was the Primordial World—reputation meant nothing. In the end, everything came down to strength.

That was why, even facing a Sage, he, the Dragon Race's leader, dared to curse him out.

If Hongjun had become one with the Dao and represented the Heavenly Dao, naturally no one would dare to be so insolent. But right now, he was only an ordinary Heavenly Dao Sage.

Sages weren't invincible in this world!

Besides, so what if he was a Sage? They could only act in accordance with the great momentum of the Heavenly Dao. What did Ancestral Dragon have to fear?

Would Hongjun dare attack him?

Come hit him!

Come on!

Ancestral Dragon revealed his true form, his golden dragon body stretching for a hundred million miles as he coiled over Jade Capital Mountain, facing off against Hongjun.

"Roar!"

His dragon's roar shook heaven and earth, and thick streams of hot breath poured from his nostrils.

It was dragon breath. The moment it appeared, the hot air set the forests of Jade Capital Mountain ablaze.

Smack!

Just as Ancestral Dragon thought his Dragon Race was invincible,

Hongjun slapped him on the head.

The slap knocked Ancestral Dragon to the ground, where he was stuck so fast he couldn't even pry himself loose.

After the slap, Hongjun's enormous Dharma image withdrew its hand.

Ancestral Dragon also transformed into human form.

Looking closely, one could see that half of Ancestral Dragon's head had swollen up.

"!!!!!"

Ancestral Dragon had been hit!

"Ancestral Dragon actually got hit?"

"And he got slapped in the face?"

"And his face is swollen?"

"I didn't even see what happened!"

One slap had knocked Ancestral Dragon's true-form head crooked!

Yuanfeng and the others were utterly shocked.

Was this the power of a Sage?

Most immortals relied on magical treasures and divine abilities; few deliberately cultivated their physical bodies.

Hongjun's lightning-fast slap had shown everyone exactly what a Sage was.

Ancestral Dragon, at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm, had had his head knocked crooked with a single slap.

The important thing was, this was Ancestral Dragon!

As the strongest of the Three Ancestors, his physique was even stronger than that of the later Witch Race.

And now... he'd been slapped. Not only was he swollen, he hadn't even reacted in time.

It looked like that single slap had left Ancestral Dragon stunned.

"Hongjun! You're asking for death!"

Hongjun had slapped their ancestor in front of the Dragon Race's hundred million troops. He clearly didn't take them seriously at all.

Even Candle Dragon's eyes were blazing now. He could hardly resist charging at Hongjun.

"Big Brother!"

Of course, he still had to listen to his big brother.

At that moment, Ancestral Dragon covered his face, feeling a searing pain.

The Sage's slap hadn't killed Ancestral Dragon only because Hongjun hadn't wanted to let him off so easily.

As for why Ancestral Dragon's protective treasures and powerful physique hadn't helped?

Heh. Even though Hongjun was currently using the Heavenly Dao's power, did he really need to give a Quasi-Saint time to react?