Heaven Blesses the Dragon Race

In just a few words, a whole group of people in the tent knelt down. Even Bai Nianchou, after being pleaded with by several clan leaders, followed them and bowed his noble Dragon Race head to a mortal.

Sang Ying was caught off guard by their sudden movement. She quickly stepped forward to help them up, but Old Patriarch Bai refused to get up no matter what.

"Today, it is we who have betrayed our conscience, but now, you are the only one who can wield the Dragon Abyss Sword to resist the demons. Young friend Sang, we only need you to stay for half a month. After half a month, whether you live or die on the Gods and Devils Battlefield will be irrelevant to you. We will immediately send you and Jiang Zhuoxue away without any hindrance."

Old Patriarch Bai, tears streaming down his face, looked at Sang Ying with eyes full of expectation and guilt.

He was truly at his wit's end. Seeing that the Dragon Race had already reached this point, it didn't matter if they died, but if they couldn't find the entrance to the passage and the reason for the mutation of those demons...

Not only would the Dragon Race perish, but the Upper Realm would also suffer. The Lower Realm would be plunged into utter devastation!

They took over the responsibility of suppressing the Devil Race from the Ancient God Race so that more people could survive. Old Patriarch Bai was truly afraid that the Gods and Devils Battlefield would be destroyed in their generation.

"I understand." Sang Ying exerted some force and finally helped Old Patriarch Bai up.

Jiang Zhuoxue followed behind her and also helped Bai Nianchou up.

Bai Nianchou felt so guilty that he couldn't bear to look at Jiang Zhuoxue's face. The two had fought side by side for so long that they had developed a certain friendship. He knew how much Jiang Zhuoxue cared about Sang Ying, yet he was now forcing his benefactor to stay and die for him...

Sang Ying's gaze swept over the bowed heads in the tent before she sighed, "You don't need to do this. Even if Old Patriarch Bai hadn't said anything, I would have stayed anyway."

Jin Man and the others all looked up at her, seemingly not understanding why she chose to stay in the extremely dangerous Dragon Race.

"I wonder if any of you seniors have ever heard of the Child of Destiny?" Sang Ying suddenly asked, uttering a startling question.

Half an hour later.

Having learned everything from Sang Ying Old Patriarch Bai slammed his hand on the armrest of his chair, his eyes red with excitement. He gripped Sang Ying's wrist tightly with both hands and examined her carefully once more.

"The Child of Destiny... Good, good! Heaven has not forsaken my Dragon Race, my Dragon Race is saved!" Unlike his previous guilt, the Old Patriarch Bai was now free of his previous dejection, and the aura of despair on his body was completely swept away.

Jin Man added, "We've heard of the 'Child of Child of Destiny' before, but we've never seen one in all these years. I thought such beings were just legends. I never imagined that there really are Child of Destiny in this world!"

"We're lucky to have met Fellow Daoist Sang." Hong Yan's excitement was no less than the other two's. "No wonder Fellow Daoist Sang can wield the Dragon Abyss Sword, no wonder the Sword Immortal insisted on leaving his Sword Intent in our Dragon Race. It turns out he had already made all the necessary preparations!"

Although Bai Nianchou was also happy about what Sang Ying had said, he didn't, like some of the elders, push all the blame onto Sang Ying.

He supported Old Patriarch Bai and gently comforted her, "Although Fellow Daoist Sang has an extraordinary background, and the Sword Immortal Senior has helped her find the path to godhood, everyone knows that gods have disappeared for countless years. It will be extremely difficult for Sang Ying to become a god. We shouldn't put too much pressure on her; we should focus on making our Dragon Race stronger."

Ultimately, Sang Ying wouldn't stay with the Dragon Race forever, and they couldn't bear to let a little girl who was not related to them guard the Gods and Devils Battlefield every day.

If Sang Ying leaves and they still can't control the Dragon Abyss Sword, that would be a real problem.

Old Patriarch Bai patted the younger generation's hand, agreeing with their reasoning.

After Bai Nianchou's reminder, everyone calmed down from their initial excitement and began to think about their next plan.

Jin Man did not speak directly, but instead had someone call back Qing Shou, who was setting up defenses outside.

With the entire Black Dragon Clan imprisoned and only four Dragon Race remaining, these crucial decisions require the four leaders to gather together for discussion.

Qing Shou arrived at the camp quickly. He had just received some basic treatment and still smelled of blood. Having seen too many severely injured members of his tribe, a deep sorrow lingered between his brows.

After Bai Nianchou told him about Sang Ying's identity, the young man's eyes lit up instantly.

He asked, half excited and half incredulous, "Are you really the Child of Destiny, the darling of Heavenly Dao?!"

Sang Ying raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. "What, you don't think so?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I was just too excited," Qing Shou quickly explained.

Sang Ying naturally didn't hold it against him. She had now realized that Qing Shou was just an open-minded, competitive fool. He was a bit cunning, but not much.

He targeted Bai Nianchou repeatedly, but always ended up getting thwarted himself. In terms of ruthlessness, he wasn't even as ruthless as his younger brother Qing Yi.

Seeing that everyone was present, Old Patriarch Bai didn't mince words and asked directly, "Since the leaders of the four Dragon Race are all here, I'll get straight to the point. If Sang Ying wants to become a god, she first needs to enter the Annihilation Spring, and then she needs the Demon Heart Devil Mirror of the Devil Race. The former is within our Dragon Race, which is easy to handle, but the latter requires infiltrating the heart of the Devil Race Clan."

Those inside the tent frowned; they knew all too well how difficult it was to infiltrate the heart of the Devil Race realm.

"I plan to use the full strength of the White Dragon Tribe to send Sang Ying into the heart of the Devil Race to retrieve the Heart Devil Mirror!" The Old Patriarch Bai clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the table.

Qing Shou followed closely behind. "My Azure Dragon Clan is also willing to devote the entire clan's strength to sending Sang Ying to the Devil Race!"

His sudden declaration of determination startled everyone else.

Jiang Zhuoxue looked at him strangely. "I can understand that Old Patriarch Bai is willing to take a gamble, but why are you getting involved?"

"You don't understand! My grandfather told me that the one who sealed the Devil Race beneath the Gods and Devils Battlefield was also a Child of Destiny! He rose from a descendant of a fallen God Race to become the strongest God Race, even sealing away the Devil Race that had plagued the Upper Realm for many years. I believe that what the previous Child of Destiny could do, this Child of Destiny will be no less capable." Qing Shou spoke with utmost seriousness.

Hong Yan patted his shoulder. "Don't put all the pressure on Sang Ying. She's much younger than you."

Upon hearing this, Qing Shou silently shrank back, realizing that he had made a mistake only after he had spoken.

But Sang Ying didn't seem to care. "It's okay, this is the kind of pressure I need."

Since the previous Child of Destiny was able to suppress the Devil Race, then she, the Child of Destiny, must annihilate them!

She's determined to walk this path to godhood!