Identity Exposed, Enemies of the Dragon Race
"Haha, how strange. I thought the entire Dragon Race had long since gone into hiding in this era. I never expected a Daluo of the Dragon Race to emerge."
A sudden voice rang out in the Chaos.
The newcomer had a great sun above his head and a golden bell in his hand. He made no effort to conceal his formidable Law Power, which struck fear into those around him.
One look at his appearance was all Ao Changsheng needed to recognize who he was.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi!
One of the undisputed protagonists of the Witch-Demon Tribulation in this era.
As Eastern Emperor Taiyi's words fell,
The Daluo hidden in the surrounding Chaos were stunned.
Those who had intended to approach and exchange a few words with Ao Changsheng, this newly ascended Daluo, stopped in their tracks.
Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi, the two Daluo beside Ao Changsheng, instinctively stepped back twice, putting distance between themselves and him.
A Daluo... of the Dragon Race!
Quite a few Daluo Golden Immortals immediately used Divine Abilities to examine Ao Changsheng.
"He really is a Daluo of the Dragon Race. His true form is hard to see clearly, but that rich Dragon Race presence can't be mistaken. He's one of them."
A Daluo Golden Immortal immediately cried out.
Quite a few Daluo Golden Immortals even revealed fierce looks in their eyes, glaring viciously at Ao Changsheng.
Sensing how many malicious gazes were fixed on him, even Ao Changsheng was slightly taken aback.
Every single one of them was a Daluo Golden Immortal.
"This..."
Ao Changsheng felt helpless. Although he had not understood at first,
Judging by how these Daluo had only changed their behavior after hearing that he belonged to the Dragon Race, the reason for this outcome was not complicated.
Although these numerous innate mighty beings, these Daluo Golden Immortals, had only emerged and begun traveling the Primordial World in the Witch-Demon era,
They had indeed been born during the struggle for supremacy among the three races, in the time of the Dragon Han First Calamity!
Ao Changsheng believed that, given how overbearing the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin races had been during that time, these Daluo Golden Immortals must have had a hard time.
Having their Innate Spirit Roots seized, their Innate Spirit Treasures stolen, or their cave abodes and cultivation grounds forcibly occupied would have been minor matters.
There must also have been plenty of cases where their friends were killed by the Dragon Race and reverted to their original forms, with spirit materials refined into treasures and Spirit Roots refined into medicine.
Some had even been forced to join the Dragon Race's camp and work for it.
Given how overbearing the Dragon Race had been, it had surely done plenty of such things.
Ao Changsheng believed that quite a few of the Daluo present must have had their heads held down and been beaten to tears by the Ancestral Dragon back then.
As helpless as Ao Changsheng felt, he also sighed inwardly.
No wonder the Dragon Race would fare so miserably in the future. Good grief, there were already so many enemies among the Daluo Golden Immortals attracted by his attainment of the Daluo realm.
How many more must there be in the entire Primordial World?!
Could the Dragon Race have offended practically every Daluo out there, both the well-known ones and those living in seclusion?!
Faced with the ill-intentioned gazes shooting out of the Chaos, Ao Changsheng was not afraid, but he was at a loss for words.
Even those Daluo who bore no grudge against the Dragon Race now wanted nothing to do with Ao Changsheng, a Daluo of the Dragon Race.
Well, then!
Ao Changsheng's wish had come true.
None of the great Divine Ability wielders around him were likely to want to befriend him. He could return to the Primordial World and enter secluded cultivation in peace.
"Fellow Daoists, I have just broken through to the Daluo realm and must return to the Primordial World to hone my cultivation. I won't stay any longer."
With that, Ao Changsheng paid the others no heed. He immediately channeled his Law Power and stepped into the surrounding Primordial World, which was still in chaos, vanishing from sight.
"Is he trying to flee?"
"So even the Dragon Race has a day when it flees?"
"He can't escape..."
"The only good dragon is a dead dragon..."
Amid one soft murmur after another, each filled with killing intent,
No fewer than thirteen Daluo Golden Immortals emerged one after another from the surrounding Chaos and gave chase in the direction Ao Changsheng had gone.
Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi, the first two to speak with Ao Changsheng, stared at the sight in astonishment. Although they knew the Dragon Race was likely to be hated,
They had never imagined that, in so short a time, thirteen Daluo would declare their intent to hunt Ao Changsheng down.
How many Daluo in the entire Primordial World must have a grudge against the Dragon Race?!
"That fellow Daoist of the Dragon Race... he should be all right, shouldn't he?" Zhenyuanzi asked hesitantly.
Compared with the true old-timers, the two of them had emerged into the world quite a bit later.
Moreover, Zhenyuanzi had the Book of Earth, a supreme defensive treasure, to protect him. The two of them had never even been discovered by the three races.
Naturally, they bore no grudge against the Dragon Race.
"He should be all right, shouldn't he?" Hongyun was also hesitant. There was not a trace of confidence in Ao Changsheng in his voice.
Those were thirteen Daluo Golden Immortals, even if none of them had reached Perfection Daluo Golden Immortal.
With so many of them, even he would probably come off badly if he faced that lineup head-on without using his speed to escape at the outset.
Much less Ao Changsheng, a newly ascended Daluo.
Meanwhile, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who had first exposed Ao Changsheng's identity, had not given chase for some reason. Instead, he had turned and returned to the Primordial World.
At the source of the long river of time and space.
In the age when Chaos had first opened and the Primordial World had just been created.
Although countless Chaos Demon Gods had been slain by Pangu, the Primordial World had not yet been fully created.
Its boundaries had yet to take shape, and Chaos mingled with the world of the Primordial World throughout, making this place incomparably chaotic and dangerous.
Of course, it was dangerous only to ordinary immortals who could not reach this age.
Daluo Golden Immortals could already survive in the Chaos, so an environment like this was nothing to a Daluo.
Ao Changsheng stood quietly where Chaos and the world of the Primordial World intertwined, his calm gaze sweeping over the thirteen Daluo Golden Immortals around him.
"What business do you have, blocking my way here?" Ao Changsheng asked calmly.
"Stop playing dumb. Back then, your Dragon Race seized my spirit treasure and ruined my cultivation. If your Dragon Race had stayed hidden, that would have been one thing.
"But since you chose to break through to the Daluo realm, today you'll fall here once and for all!"
The Daluo Golden Immortal who spoke was skin and bones even in his innate Dao body, looking as though he had yet to recover from grave injuries. His voice was filled with killing intent.
"That's right! Your Dragon Race was overbearing back then, bullying and humiliating us at every turn. Today, it's time for your Dragon Race to repay that debt!"
Another Daluo Golden Immortal shouted, his voice full of resentment.
"What a joke. When those dragons bullied you back then, you didn't fight back or risk your lives. Now you've found the courage to provoke me instead." Ao Changsheng scoffed.
Although he did not feel particularly strong ties to the Dragon Race, Ao Changsheng was, after all, a dragon in this life.
What was more, he had been conceived and taken form when the Dragon Race was at its height.
He had merely emerged into the world a little late, but the pride of the Dragon Race at its peak was engraved in his bones.
Now more than a dozen cultivators, none of whom had even reached Perfection Daluo, had blocked his path and were acting as though he were already theirs to do with as they pleased.
A nameless fire of anger rose in Ao Changsheng's heart.
"Heh, even if you talked until the heavens broke today, dragon whelp, you still wouldn't escape returning to the ruins," a heterodox Daluo shrouded in thick poisonous miasma said sinisterly.
"Hiss-"
A beam of black-and-white light shot from Ao Changsheng's eyes, piercing straight through that Daluo's poisonous miasma.
Then, the black and white Qi, flowing like the sun and moon, transformed into a gigantic millstone and ground that Daluo into oblivion in an instant.