What's going on?
In that instant, tens of thousands of dragons suppressed their wildness and stared in astonishment at Tian Heng in the distance.
Yaksha was also dumbfounded.
How could such a thing happen in this world?
Just a moment ago it was an ant, visible to the naked eye, yet it underwent such a transformation in just a few breaths?
This was something completely beyond their comprehension.
But it had already happened, and all the dragons could only watch helplessly as the person before them grew from so small to so immense, like a being capable of sweeping across the entire ocean, a single glance from whom they could be completely enveloped.
The most outrageous thing was that it wasn't just him; the soldiers behind him, who were even less than insects, were also visibly growing stronger at this moment. It was like a little lamb that had shed its wool and instantly transformed into a ferocious rhinoceros with a body full of muscles.
While not everyone could yet rival the dragon, they could sense that the soldiers opposite them were approaching the standard of the regular army of the Four Seas aquatic tribes. Perhaps they couldn't completely threaten them yet, but this change was truly terrifying!
Buzz.
All the dragons looked at the Yaksha, who, as the envoy sent by the Crown Prince of the West Sea, now held the highest authority.
Yaksha remained silent, unsure of what to do. This scene was far beyond common sense, leaving the usually fierce and combative Yaksha with no way to test the waters. All he wanted now was for His Highness the Crown Prince to send him some news as soon as possible.
What should we do now?
Shall we fight?
His Highness said that no action should be taken without orders.
Can we not fight?
Will these families change their ways again in a little while?
Especially that leader, what's going on with that terrifying aura he exudes now?
Why did it feel like it was being watched by the ocean? For a moment, it didn't know if it was just its imagination, but it felt that the person before it was the one the Yaksha should serve.
Yaksha was shocked, and Tian Heng was also extremely shocked. The sudden Power of Faith made him feel like he had been reborn.
Chen Qing bestowed upon him the title of the God of the West Sea, but within Chen Qing's sphere of influence, he always felt like he was merely a figurehead.
Because those so-called gods under Chen Qing's command truly live up to their names!
For example, the God of the Underworld truly controls all matters of Yin and Yang within a city; his wondrous power is something he greatly envies. As for himself, while he holds a grand title— God of the West Sea —does the West Sea fall under his jurisdiction?
His divine power was insufficient, and he even felt somewhat powerless when trying to utilize the water system of Jiangnan.
Not to mention that the city of the West Sea is still under the control of others, and even the maritime trade routes he, the God of the West Sea, received were granted by the Princess of the Western Sea. So, sometimes he felt ashamed to have this title.
But this time it's different.
He could clearly feel that his connection with the entire West Sea was beginning to deepen. This ocean was acknowledging him, and countless water spirits were accusing him of the ten thousand dragons that had wantonly imprisoned them.
He could sense that the millions of aquatic creatures were uneasy, praying, and fearful.
It's even more palpable that this sea area doesn't want the dragon race to completely take control!
Tian Heng looked at the ten thousand dragons opposite him once more. He took a step forward, and all the dragons inexplicably took a step back. Their eyes were completely different from those of wild beasts when they looked at their prey. They were surprised, but also a little afraid.
At this moment, Tian Heng finally realized that he was the God of the West Sea!
They are the true masters of this sea!
Perhaps he's not powerful enough now, but from this moment on, he will step by step turn that title into reality!
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"Oh?"
In the West Sea Dragon Palace, Prince Consort Fei was frantically searching for Ao Zhen, suddenly glanced towards Jiangnan as if sensing something.
It felt strange, like something was staring at us, neither malicious nor benevolent, just like it was staring at something we own.
This gave him goosebumps and a sense of unease welled up inside him, but the next moment, he sensed a violent fluctuation not far away.
"That's it!"
Prince Consort Fei transformed into a flame and rushed towards the source of the energy without hesitation. He could sense Ao Zhen's aura there, and Chen Qing must be using some method to restore Ao Zhen's power.
That guy must have reached some kind of agreement with Ao Zhen. That fool, does he really think that a few mere agreements can restrain this ancient ferocious beast of the Dragon Palace? He'd be better off cooperating with me.
In an instant, he rushed to the location of the energy.
As he expected, Ao Zhen was inside a giant amber, exuding a mysterious divinity.
Meanwhile, beneath the amber, Chen Qing was also inside a crystal, seemingly asleep, but one could vaguely sense a strong energy connection between him and Ao Zhen.
Prince Consort Fei's pupils contracted. Although he didn't know what was going on, he knew very well that he absolutely could not let the other party complete all of this, or he would be finished!
The towering flames quickly receded, then surged towards the two without holding back any force; both of them were doomed!
He would not give Ao Zhen and Chen Qing any more chances. Even if he could not control the military power of the West Sea after killing Ao Zhen, as long as he could maintain his lead, he could control the resources of the Dragon Palace. It would just take some time.
As for the woman who gave him the orders, well, of course he wouldn't be so crazy as to do what she asked him to do.
boom!
The energy generated by the violent collision was terrifying. A torrent formed in the Dragon Palace, directly becoming a huge vortex that forcibly sucked in many ancient sorcerers who were secretly trying to escape.
Prince Consort Fei looked up in surprise, because when he went all out, he didn't touch Chen Qing and Ao Zhen, but something unexpected blocked his way!
It was a giant golden bird, with a human face and a bird's body, covered in dragon-like scales. Its golden pupils ignored its dragon-like might, as if it were looking at a giant plate of meat.
Prince Consort Fei's pupils contracted, and a chill etched into his bones surged forth. Despite his extensive knowledge, he instantly recognized the monster before him.
Garuda?
How could this thing be here?
Isn't that something from another ancient record?
Could it be, as that woman said, that an ancient force has already awakened in secret?
boom!
Without hesitation, both sides went all out. The immense force of the collision was too much for their newly Dragon Transformation bones, resulting in a cracking sound that forced them to retreat backward.
" Yuchi Feihong?"
Although Yuchi Feihu's appearance has changed drastically, Prince Consort Fei recognized him immediately.
"Greetings, Prince Consort Fei!" Yuchi maintained his stern military tone, his fierce style combined with Garuda's inherent malevolent aura creating immense pressure.
Although his aura appeared stronger than that of Prince Consort Fei, a closer look revealed that his injuries were more severe.
Prince Consort Fei, being a dragon-human, only had a slight deformation in his right arm, but Garuda's entire arm was severely deformed, and even his sternum was somewhat collapsed.
It was clear that Yuchi Feihong was at a disadvantage in the clash of forces just now.
Yuchi frowned deeply; this was not good news.
Physical strength was no match for him; the only way to win was through supernatural abilities. But even as a martial artist, he was at such a disadvantage in his most proficient skill—physical combat. How could he possibly compete with his opponent in supernatural abilities?
Can he outmaneuver the head of the Fei Family, a sorcerer by birth?
That's obviously impossible.
Thinking of this, without hesitation, before Prince Consort Fei could react, Yuchi Feihong transformed into a streak of azure light and rushed forward.
Garuda is of the wind attribute. Unlike Murong, he was not born into the magic and martial arts school. In his haste, he would not try to learn how to use Garuda's wind attribute supernatural powers. Now, at a disadvantage, he was going to fight with ferocity. His whole body was wrapped in wind power. Ignoring the tearing of his muscles, he only pursued the ultimate speed and power output. He crashed into the dragon-man wrapped in flames!
Murong frowned as she watched from afar. The power of both sides far exceeded her own level, making it difficult for her to even see clearly. However, she could still tell that Yuchi was using his power incorrectly. Forcibly enveloping the wind energy and letting it rage in his meridians could indeed increase his speed, but without precise control, such powerful wind energy would soon damage his meridians and tear his muscles!
If they can't defeat the opponent quickly, they'll collapse even faster!
It's too rough.