The Chaos Gods and Demons Take Notice
Zhulong's old face beamed with a radiant smile, like a daisy in bloom, and he offered rare praise, leaving Ao Zhan somewhat speechless.
One moment they were at loggerheads, the next they've suddenly changed their tune.
Has he become so angry that he's lost his mind?
Ao Zhan's heart pounded with anxiety. His third daughter, Ao Qing, was the clan elder's most beloved child. Now that she was gone, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it for a while.
"Elder, are you alright?" Ao Zhan asked guiltily, his face full of worry. The Dragon Clan cannot be without its elders.
"You brat, what kind of look is that? Laozi couldn't be better!" Zhulong laughed and flicked him on the forehead.
"Then you are..." Ao Zhan hesitated.
"You... you're utterly foolish!" Zhulong scolded, exasperated.
"However, your unintentional act is something to be proud of; it was truly a lucky accident."
"If Ao Qing could stay by Fellow Ling Xiao's side, even if it were just as a servant girl serving tea and water, it would be of great significance..."
Zhulong explained earnestly that he had already regarded this move as the most important decision for the Dragon Clan, and that it had epoch-making significance.
He dared not ask for too much, nor did he expect Ao Qing to achieve any significant position with Ling Xiao.
As long as this thought remains, that's enough. It ensures that Ling Xiao won't forget the Dragon Clan, and that a little help from them in the future will be enough for him to take off on the spot.
After this explanation, Ao Zhan finally understood, was no longer confused, and his face once again radiated pride.
His accidental discovery was nothing short of a stroke of genius.
He admired himself immensely.
"Now, all we need to do is pray that Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao can withstand the onslaught and change the landscape of the world."
Zhulong's expression became solemn. The current Primordial World is undergoing a period of great change rarely seen in history, much like the ancient war Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans.
The Dao-Devil War.
Each time, it changes the future landscape and the course of the world; this time is no exception.
It all depends on whether Ling Xiao can withstand the power of the Dao Ancestor; otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Zhulong understood this perfectly, but he had no other choice.
Outside, the great battle between Hongjun and Ling Xiao continues, even affecting the Chaos, with terrifying light tearing apart the eternal sky.
Vast expanses of the Chaos Sea were boiling, and billions of hectares of Chaos were captured and refined into innate spiritual energy to replenish heaven and earth. The entire Primordial World resonated with their battle.
It grew larger and larger, and after the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was drained, it immediately seized boundless Chaos energy to refine it.
Hundreds of millions of living beings watched in stunned silence, personally experiencing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth dissipating and returning.
The transition from the Dharma-ending Age to the Golden Age is a continuous process.
Battles of this magnitude have already impacted the future, capable of destroying the heavens and earth and causing the world to be reborn.
Even Sage would be alarmed, because the slightest carelessness could lead to unexpected and drastic changes.
The Three Pure Ones and the Two Western Sages watched blankly from the sidelines, unable to intervene, they could only offer their assistance through their eyes.
Let 'Dao Ancestor!
"The teacher has already gained the upper hand. Once Ling Xiao's power is exhausted, the Chaos Green Lotus will collapse on its own, and that will be his end."
Zhun Ti smiled with delight, for with his insightful perspective, he could naturally see the change in the situation.
Ling Xiao was able to hold out for so long entirely thanks to the Chaos Green Lotus. Without the Chaos Green Lotus, what would he be?
"Indeed, Master is even holding back, for fear of shattering the heavens and earth." Yuanshi nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly.
As he spoke, he glanced at Laozi beside him.
"Brother, hold on a little longer. Once Master kills Ling Xiao, he will definitely help you restore your foundation."
At this moment, Laozi's aura was chaotic, his foundation was constantly collapsing, and he seemed to be about to fall from the Saintly Realm.
He was no longer as calm as before; he was in a complete panic.
"Trust your teacher!" Laozi nodded, encouraging himself.
If the Dao Ancestor kills Ling Xiao and then arranges for Ziwei to be replaced, he might be able to become the representative of Human Path Ziwei's place.
One can easily turn misfortune into good fortune.
This is not a dream, but something that can be traced back to. The Dao Ancestor wanted to completely suppress the Human Path and make it subordinate to the Heavenly Dao, so it was necessary for him to do so.
While the entire Primordial World was watching this great battle, in the endless Chaos, an old man with long eyebrows was also observing the situation.
Beside him were several dark figures, their true forms obscured, shrouded in endless darkness and Chaos energy, like Ancient God who had just been resurrected, exuding a terrifying and ancient aura.
"It really is the Chaos Green Lotus. I thought it shattered back when the world was created, but I never expected it to reappear..."
One of the dark figures spoke, its words revealing a hint of covetousness, its pupils shifting and turning, utterly terrifying.
"This Chaos Green Lotus is not yet mature; otherwise, the Little Earthworm would be no match for it."
"It's unbelievable that a creature of such humble origins could reach this level; it's clear how much help it has relied on the Chaos Green Lotus..."
A dark figure sneered. The lowly feathered creature it spoke of was none other than Ling Xiao. The Golden Crow could be considered one of the top-tier creatures in the Primordial World, but in front of them, it was insignificant.
It wouldn't be wrong to call it humble.
"Don't underestimate this Golden Crow." At this moment, Yang Mei spoke up, glancing at the dark figure as he explained.
"I've suffered at his hands before. This scoundrel is not only powerful, but also cunning and vicious."
As soon as he finished speaking, the group of shadowy figures burst into laughter.
"Yang Mei, I think you're just scared of him. Why would we be afraid of him if we join forces?"
"Besides, the main strength of this Golden Crow lies in the Chaos Green Lotus. Without that thing, I could crush it with one hand!"
"Such a treasure is a waste in his hands. If we could control the Chaos Green Lotus, Hongjun would be nothing, and the Primordial World could become a hunting ground."
"If we can devour the primordial Primordial World that Pangu transformed into, we might be able to reach the realm that Pangu once possessed!"
The group of shadowy figures chattered amongst themselves, their eyes filled with deep hatred as they spoke of Pangu.
They were all gods and demons from the same era as Pangu. In the beginning, they were all similar, and the difference between them and Pangu was not that great.
Who knew that Pangu grew stronger with each battle, eventually reaching an unbelievable level. Seeing that the situation was not good, the gods and demons tried to escape and fled in all directions.
They were among the lucky few who survived, barely clinging to life, and only now are they gradually recovering.
Originally, it had been lying dormant in the Chaos, waiting for its cultivation to reach a certain level before it came out to cause trouble.
Not long ago, Yang Mei contacted them one by one and told them about the Chaos Green Lotus. The group of demon gods immediately lost their composure.
If we could obtain the Chaos Green Lotus, everything would change.
It can save you a long period of cultivation time.
"Let the Golden Crow and the Little Earthworm weaken each other first, then we'll make our move and seize the Chaos Green Lotus," one of the gods and demons said.
He wasn't being arrogant; if he made a move now, he'd only get beaten up.