Great Luo Late Stage Enters the Formation, Mysterious Abyss Emperor Calms the Sea with a Dream

Outside Dragon-Suppressing Pass.

Ao Xuan held the decree, his expression even colder than it had been a thousand years ago.

He looked at the fully prepared Abyss cultivators atop Dragon-Suppressing Pass, a trace of mockery appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Looks like you've prepared thoroughly over these thousand years."

Lan Shuang stood on the pass wall and answered calmly.

"Abyss never underestimated its visitors."

Ao Xuan sneered.

"Visitors?"

"I didn't come as a guest today."

"The thousand-year term has ended. Is Mysterious Abyss Emperor willing to accompany us to the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace?"

Lan Shuang said, "The Emperor remains in seclusion."

"Abyss's affairs can be discussed at Dragon-Suppressing Pass."

Ao Xuan's gaze darkened.

"You still want to stall?"

At that moment, the white-haired elder behind Ao Xuan slowly raised his head.

He was Ao Cang, an elder of the Dragon Clan Main Lineage.

Great Luo Late Stage.

His aura was completely different from that of the Blackwater Dragon King.

The Blackwater Dragon King's aura was gloomy and tyrannical, carrying the Blackwater Law of the Northern Sea branch.

Ao Cang's dragon aura was purer and far more unfathomable.

An ancient majesty from the Ancestral Dragon Main Lineage surrounded him.

Even Ancestor Xuan Jia, standing within Dragon-Suppressing Pass's inner gate, felt tremendous pressure.

Ao Cang looked at Dragon-Suppressing Pass and slowly spoke.

"Mysterious Abyss Emperor."

"I have come in person. Will you still not show yourself?"

As his voice fell, the entire Abyss Outer Sea began to tremble.

The cultivators atop Dragon-Suppressing Pass turned pale one after another.

Even with the formations offsetting the pressure, the aura of a Great Luo Late Stage cultivator remained difficult for them to endure.

Ao Lie looked at Ao Cang and said softly, "He's much stronger than my father."

Han Jue asked, "How much stronger?"

Ao Lie fell silent for a moment.

"If the Emperor isn't here, Dragon-Suppressing Pass can't stop him."

Han Jue's expression turned grave.

He did not argue.

Faced with someone like Ao Cang, he still had fighting spirit, but he knew perfectly well that even qualifying to intervene would be difficult for him now.

Lan Shuang pushed the Book of Cause and Effect to its limit.

Black-and-white radiance enveloped Dragon-Suppressing Pass.

Lady Mingzhu also activated the treasury's formation core, and thirty thousand Mystic Water Pearls shone at once.

Feng Li led the Frost Phoenix Lineage in releasing a frigid mist.

Ancestor Xuan Jia activated every tortoise-shell formation pattern at the inner gate.

The entirety of Dragon-Suppressing Pass entered its strongest defensive state.

As Ao Cang watched this, a trace of interest finally appeared in his eyes.

"Interesting."

"In merely a thousand years, you've reinforced a border pass to this extent."

"Abyss does have some skill."

Ao Xuan said coldly, "Elder, why waste words with them?"

"Mysterious Abyss Emperor has slighted the Dragon Clan's decree, detained Dragon Clan bloodlines, and sheltered clan deserters."

"If Abyss does not pay a price today, where will the main lineage's dignity remain?"

Ao Cang did not attack immediately.

His gaze fell upon Ao Lie outside the Outer Gate of Dragon-Suppressing Pass.

"Ao Lie, are you willing to return to the Dragon Clan?"

Ao Lie's heart sank.

Everyone looked toward him.

After a brief silence, Ao Lie said, "My sentence has not yet ended."

Ao Xuan sneered.

"Still talking about your sentence."

Ao Cang slowly said, "If I break Dragon-Suppressing Pass today, then your sentence will become meaningless."

Ao Lie's gaze turned faintly cold.

"Then break it first."

Ao Cang looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"You do have some backbone."

"Unfortunately, you're using it in the wrong place."

As the words fell.

Ao Cang took a step forward.

No dragon army charged the formation.

Nor was there any probing attack.

He merely raised a hand and lightly pressed it toward Dragon-Suppressing Pass.

Boom!

The Black Tortoise Sea-Calming Formation spanning thirty thousand miles of the Outer Sea shook all at once.

The mana of a Great Luo Late Stage cultivator pressed down like a deep sea.

The first light barrier around Dragon-Suppressing Pass shook violently.

Countless formation patterns on the pass walls let out piercing hums at once.

The three thousand Realm Guard cultivators turned pale.

Han Jue roared.

"Form up!"

The Realm Guard swiftly formed the Black Tortoise Formation.

Feng Li, Lady Mingzhu, Lan Shuang, and Ancestor Xuan Jia attacked together to stabilize the formation cores.

But Ao Cang's palm strike was too powerful.

He used no flashy techniques at all.

He simply crushed them with his cultivation realm and mana.

That was precisely the most difficult method to deal with.

The Abyss Heavy Water was forcibly pressed apart.

Before the power of Black Tortoise Soul Suppression could even approach Ao Cang, it was blocked by the dragon aura around him.

The radiance of the Book of Cause and Effect fell upon him, yet it could only reveal a blur of golden light.

The Fortune of the Dragon Clan Main Lineage was far stronger than that of the Blackwater Dragon Palace.

Ao Cang remained calm.

"If this is all you have to rely on, then it ends here."

His palm pressed downward once more.

Crack!

A fissure split open in the first light barrier of Dragon-Suppressing Pass.

Inside Dragon-Suppressing Pass, everyone's hearts sank.

Ao Xuan sneered.

"Abyss is nothing special after all."

Just then.

A sigh came from the depths of Abyss.

"Ah."

The sigh was soft.

Yet it instantly spread throughout Dragon-Suppressing Pass.

Lan Shuang's eyes lit up.

"Emperor!"

Han Jue, Ao Lie, Ancestor Xuan Jia, and the others all raised their heads at once.

The Abyssal Womb Membrane slowly opened a narrow gap.

A Black Tortoise Dharma Body, more solid than before, appeared above Dragon-Suppressing Pass.

Ao Cang looked up.

"You're finally willing to show yourself?"

Lu Chen did not answer.

He looked at Ao Cang, feeling immense pressure in his heart.

Great Luo Late Stage.

He truly could not be compared to the Blackwater Dragon King.

Even after a thousand years of reinforcement, the Black Tortoise Sea-Calming Formation had been forced into cracks by two of his palm strikes.

If they continued clashing head-on, Dragon-Suppressing Pass would inevitably be damaged.

He did not want to reveal his true body.

But relying on the Dharma Body and formations alone, he likely could not suppress Ao Cang easily either.

The system's voice rang out.

"Detected Ao Cang of the Dragon Clan Main Lineage, Great Luo Late Stage, entering the formation. Please choose."

"One: Manifest your true body and forcefully suppress Ao Cang. Reward: thirty percent of Northern Water Fortune."

"Two: Abandon Dragon-Suppressing Pass and retreat to the Inner Realm of the Abyss. Reward: Calamity-Averting Divine Light."

"Three: Enter Dream Abyss and use the sleeping dharma manifestation to mobilize the Abyss Sea Eye. Reward: Great Dream Black Tortoise Technique."

Lu Chen's gaze fell upon the third option.

Great Dream Black Tortoise Technique.

Use the sleeping dharma manifestation to mobilize the Abyss Sea Eye.

It sounded perfectly suited to him.

He would not need to move his true body.

And he could still put on an air of unfathomable profundity.

"Choose three."

"Congratulations, host. You have obtained the Great Dream Black Tortoise Technique."

An inscrutable technique flowed into Lu Chen's Primordial Spirit.

This divine ability was extraordinarily unusual.

It was not an offensive technique, but one that drew upon the aura of Lu Chen's true body sleeping in the depths of Abyss to construct a dream dharma manifestation.

Once an enemy was drawn into it, they would see Lu Chen's true body infinitely magnified within the dream.

His actual combat power might not increase much.

But the sense of oppression would be overwhelming.

It was especially suited for frightening people.

Lu Chen understood instantly.

Good stuff.

It suited him perfectly.

Seeing that the Black Tortoise Dharma Body remained silent, impatience flashed through Ao Cang's eyes.

"Putting on airs."

He stepped into the Black Tortoise Sea-Calming Formation.

The dragon might of a Great Luo Late Stage cultivator forcibly spread apart the Abyss Heavy Water.

Everyone at Dragon-Suppressing Pass tensed.

At that moment, Lu Chen activated the Great Dream Black Tortoise Technique.

In the depths of Abyss.

The enormous Black Tortoise True Body remained asleep.

With every breath, the Abyss Sea Eye rose and fell along with it.

A wisp of dreamlike gray aura rose from the tortoise shell of Lu Chen's true body and merged into the Abyss Dharma Body.

Just as Ao Cang was about to continue attacking, the scene before his eyes suddenly changed.

Dragon-Suppressing Pass vanished.

The Abyss Outer Sea vanished.

Ao Xuan, Lan Shuang, Han Jue, Ao Lie, and everyone else vanished.

He stood within an endless black sea of chaos.

Beneath the surface, an unimaginably vast Black Tortoise lay sleeping.

Its shell resembled an ancient continent.

Its four legs hung down as though they supported the boundaries of chaos.

With a single breath, it stirred tides across hundreds of millions of miles of black sea.

The patterns on its shell resembled traces of the Great Dao from before heaven and earth had opened.

Ao Cang's mind shook violently.

As an elder of the Dragon Clan Main Lineage, his knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary Great Luos.

Yet at this moment, he sensed from that sleeping Black Tortoise an oppressive presence that seemed to originate from the dawn of antiquity.

What kind of existence was this?

Before the Beast Tribulation?

At the beginning of heaven and earth?

Or an ancient divine being nurtured by Northern Sea Abyss itself?

Within the dream, the Black Tortoise seemed to notice him.

It slowly opened one eye.

Boom!

Ao Cang's Primordial Spirit erupted in pain.

Outside.

Everyone merely saw Ao Cang enter the formation and suddenly stop.

Then his body shuddered violently, dragon blood spilling from his seven orifices.

The originally incomparably powerful pressure of a Great Luo Late Stage cultivator scattered in an instant.

Ao Xuan's expression changed drastically.

"Elder!"

At Dragon-Suppressing Pass, everyone stared in dumbfounded shock as well.

They had no idea what had happened.

They only saw Ao Cang enter the formation while the Emperor's Dharma Body hovered silently in the air.

Then Ao Cang vomited blood.

Han Jue muttered, "What did the Emperor do?"

Ao Lie's eyes were filled with shock.

"I couldn't understand it."

Ancestor Xuan Jia looked grave.

"This old man couldn't understand it either."

A stormy sea surged within Lan Shuang's heart.

Not understanding it.

That was normal.

If they could easily understand the Emperor's methods, then he would not be the Emperor.

Ao Cang raised his head with difficulty, terror appearing in his eyes for the first time.

He stared at the Black Tortoise Dharma Body, his voice hoarse.

"You..."

"What era did you survive from?"

When Lu Chen heard this, he inwardly relaxed.

He was frightened.

Good.

The Great Dream Black Tortoise Technique was indeed useful.

Since he was frightened, Lu Chen should strike while the iron was hot.

The Black Tortoise Dharma Body looked down at Ao Cang, its voice calm.

"Abyss does not involve itself in the conflict between the three clans."

"But Abyss is not a place the Dragon Clan can trample."

Ao Cang fell silent.

Ao Xuan's expression darkened.

"Elder, he is merely putting on a bluff..."

"Shut up!"

Ao Cang suddenly snapped.

Ao Xuan froze.

He had never seen Ao Cang so rattled.

Ao Cang took a deep breath and suppressed the searing pain in his Primordial Spirit.

He knew very well that the glance just now had been no ordinary illusion technique.

If the other party truly wanted to kill him, it might not be easy.

But if he continued to force an attack on Dragon-Suppressing Pass, he would certainly have to pay an extremely heavy price.

And there was no need to pay that price now.

The Dragon-Han Final Battle was imminent.

The strength of the Dragon Clan Main Lineage could not be wasted on an unfathomable Abyss.

Ao Cang stared at the Black Tortoise Dharma Body and slowly spoke.

"I will remember today."

"I will truthfully report the matter of Abyss to the main lineage."

Lu Chen's heart tightened.

Report it to the main lineage?

That was not good news.

Yet outwardly, he remained calm.

"As you wish."

Ao Cang gave him a deep look.

Then he turned around.

"Leave."

Ao Xuan's face was full of reluctance.

"Elder!"

Ao Cang said coldly, "Leave."

Ao Xuan did not dare say another word.

The Dragon Clan Main Lineage's group slowly withdrew.

Only after their auras had completely retreated from Dragon-Suppressing Pass did the entire Abyss erupt in cheers that had been suppressed for far too long.

"They retreated!"

"Even the Dragon Clan Main Lineage retreated!"

"The Emperor suppressed a Great Luo with one dream!"

"Seclusion Realm! This is the true Seclusion Realm!"

Han Jue was so excited that his face had turned red.

Ao Lie, meanwhile, remained silent for a long time.

Even Ao Cang, a Great Luo Late Stage cultivator, had retreated.

And the Emperor's true body had still not emerged from seclusion.

Feng Li stood in the direction of the outer city, gazing at the Black Tortoise Dharma Body above Dragon-Suppressing Pass, her eyes growing ever more resolute.

The Frost Phoenix Lineage had come to the right place.

Lan Shuang held the Book of Cause and Effect, unable to calm the turmoil in her heart.

The Emperor slept within Abyss, yet with one dream he could force back a Great Luo Late Stage cultivator.

Such methods had already exceeded her understanding.

She slowly knelt.

"Congratulations to the Emperor for repelling the Dragon Clan Main Lineage!"

All beings of Abyss knelt in worship.

"Congratulations, Emperor!"

In the depths of Abyss.

Listening to the cheers outside, Lu Chen silently let out a breath of relief.

It had finally passed.

At least for now, the Dragon Clan Main Lineage had temporarily retreated.

The system's voice followed.

"Congratulations, Host, for successfully avoiding an escalation of the conflict with the Dragon Clan Main Lineage."

"Reward: Fragment of the fourth layer of the Chaos Shell-Shedding Method."

"Abyssal Womb Membrane strength increased."

"Great Dream Black Tortoise Technique proficiency increased."

Lu Chen's eyes lit up.

The Chaos Shell-Shedding Method again.

This round had not been a loss.

But in the next moment, he recalled Ao Cang's words about truthfully reporting to the main lineage.

Lu Chen immediately could not rejoice.

Above the main lineage stood the Ancestral Dragon.

That was the real trouble.

Meanwhile.

In the distant Eastern Sea.

Deep within the Ancestral Dragon Palace.

A pair of ancient dragon eyes slowly opened.

"Northern Sea Abyss."

"Black Tortoise."

"Interesting."

As the voice fell, the entire Eastern Sea seemed to fall silent for an instant.