Yao Race's Heavenly Expedition

"No matter who wins between these two, the thought of unifying the Great Desolation in the past was simply too laughable. In the face of such power, is authority truly useful?"

The power displayed by the Dragon Race had already made the Phoenix Race and Qilin Race lose the will to contend with them.

Even with the combined strength of the two races, they were no match for the immensely powerful Dragon Race.

"Fortunately, the Dragon Race swore an oath back then not to contend with our two races anymore. Otherwise, our Qilin Race and Phoenix Race would likely have been annihilated by the Dragon Race long ago."

"That's right, that's right. The Dragon Race is simply too strong."

At this moment, all the spectators had witnessed the might of the Dragon Race. If the Dragon Race had not made an oath beforehand not to contend with the two races, the Dragon Race would likely have already become the protagonists of this Great Desolation.

Fortunately, the two races had not provoked the Dragon Race before this.

"Tsk tsk..."

Looking at the Dragon Race's arrogance, Hongjun couldn't help but click his tongue.

This? This? And this is called a formation?

One must know that the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation used by Di Jun and Tai Yi in later generations only required three hundred and sixty-five Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, plus Di Jun, Tai Yi, Fu Xi, and Kun Peng as four quasi-saints to lead the formation, and it could already contend with saints.

Yet, the number of powerful beings in the Dragon Race was many times greater than that of the Yao Race, and the power of the formation they combined was only this much.

This was a million Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals and over a dozen quasi-saints.

And it was only equivalent to a formation of three hundred and sixty-five Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals and four quasi-saints.

If so many powerful beings were under Di Jun and Tai Yi in later generations... Hongjun fully believed that they could lead many experts to slaughter saints, at least, it wouldn't be a problem to fight Zhun Ti.

"Hongjun, today! My Dragon Race will slaughter a saint and prove the Dao!"

At this moment, Ancestral Dragon, with the blessings of all the Dragon Race members, transformed into the colossal form of Ancestral Dragon. A Dragon Pearl was empowered within its mouth, and dragon energy surged around its body, its strength increasing tens of thousands of times.

Even saints dared not face the domineering aura of Ancestral Dragon directly.

The general trend of the Great Desolation, saints could not alter; they could only follow it. This was not false.

But even if Ancestral Dragon's strength increased tens of thousands of times, could it truly defeat a saint?

Dream on!

The general trend of the Great Desolation did not refer to the great powers of the Great Desolation, but the trend, the direction of the world, the calamity, and the trend of the Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin Calamity was that the three tribes would eventually withdraw from the disputes of the Great Desolation.

Because the Heavenly Dao of the Great Desolation would not allow any of the three tribes to become the protagonist.

A long-lived race was

"Slaying a saint? This is simply the greatest joke in history."

At this moment, all living beings in the Great Desolation looked up at the sky. They could all see a body, seemingly larger than Pangu's, with a smile on its face, quietly watching from above.

Its body was so immense that the entire void was covered by it. The sky, auspicious clouds, the Taiyin and Taiyang stars, were no longer visible.

Looking up from the Great Desolation, the giant's figure appeared somewhat ethereal due to its sheer size.

But upon closer inspection, one would find that the giant's body was even more solid than the Great Desolation itself.

Zulong looked up at the giant body in the sky, and a memory suddenly surfaced in his mind.

It was the scene of Zulong's previous life, a Chaos Mo, battling Pangu.

That Chaos Mo was already among the top five hundred strongest of the three thousand Mo, yet it was instantly killed by Pangu's axe.

Until he was struck down by Pangu, the Chaos Mo, who had already fallen into a demonic state, suddenly awoke and felt endless fear.

And now, the fear buried within Zulong's consciousness seemed to awaken once more.

"The Dragon Clan disregards the lives of all in the Great Desolation. Although they have not yet caused irreversible damage, they have today committed an act against heaven. In the future, they are destined to cause irreversible harm to the Great Desolation. I, Hongjun, acting on behalf of heaven, wish to destroy the Dragon Clan. May I ask heaven, is this permissible?"

Hongjun spoke.

"Permissible."

Above the vast sky, a cold and emotionless voice could be heard.

A boundless aura pressed down, an infinite might that forcefully choked the living beings of the Great Desolation, making it difficult to breathe.

This was the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao had always existed. After all, with Hongjun stabilizing the heavens and earth for hundreds of Yuan Hui, the Heavenly Dao had long since awakened.

"No way! Did our Dragon Clan really do something wrong?"

At this moment, under the spread of fear, many powerful dragons began to waver.

Could it be that the Dragon Clan truly could not dominate the Great Desolation?

Was the fate of the Dragon Clan to be unbearable to the Heavenly Dao?

"Hmph! Heavenly Dao! What a joke!"

Zulong suppressed the fear in his heart with great effort and roared up at the sky.

With the power of the Myriad Golden Dragon Heaven-Striking Formation, his cultivation had reached the level of a saint. Therefore, his voice could also be heard throughout the entire Great Desolation.

"What 'Heavenly Dao is emotionless'! What 'bullshit' Heavenly Dao is emotionless! You, Heavenly Dao, merely wish to enslave us, the common people. By what right do you stand so high above us?"

He pointed at the sky and said furiously.