"I think your brain has turned to mush! You don't understand the gap between the seventh realm and the quasi-seventh realm!"
As he spoke, Ao Yu opened his mouth and spat out a streak of golden light, intending to crush this farce outright. Yet at the sight, Ao Ling revealed a strange smile.
"Who says I don't understand? I have someone in the seventh realm, too!"
His words had barely fallen.
Boom!
With a deafening explosion, the entire Dragon Palace shook, heaven and earth rocking around it. An endless mountain range crashed straight through the remaining restrictive seals and bore down on Ao Yu.
Billions of tons of weight came crashing down, grinding the entire Dragon Palace to dust. Seawater was driven clear, and countless creatures perished. Who knew how many dragon sons and flood dragon descendants were reduced to bloody pulp by that single blow?
"Unfilial wretch! You colluded with the human race!"
Ao Yu instantly recognized the mountains for what they were: the Cloudsea Hanging Mountain. His eyes nearly split with fury as he hastily redirected the golden light toward the descending range.
Boom!
The golden light struck the mountains, locking them in a stalemate. Just as Ao Yu was about to stop holding back and kill his unfilial son outright-
A soft chuckle came from the mountain. "Brother Ao Yu, that's rather harsh." Tai Zhen stepped out beyond the mountain and said with a smile, "What do you mean, colluding with the human race? Are we humans some terribly wicked creatures?"
"Tai Zhen Miaoyuan..." Ao Yu's expression turned icy. He turned toward his unfilial son and said, "You pig-brained fool! You've fallen into the Tribulation Deliverance Dao's trap!"
"Hmph, you old bastard!" Ao Ling immediately flared with anger. "Worry about yourself first!"
Did he really think Ao