778: Chapter 272 Trap within a Trap 778: Chapter 272 Trap within a Trap These were the voices of the elderly, two old crones and two old men.
“Why has Huanglong returned at this time?”
“Maybe it has to do with the several human race experts who came before.”
“What’s this about a new Heavenly Emperor that Huanglong mentioned?
“It should be false, these arrogant members of the Dragon Clan always like to boast; the older the dragon, the bigger the boast.”
“However, Huanglong is now a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, who are said to be exceptionally powerful, transformed from the Primordial Spirit of Pangu God, and absolutely not to be provoked.
We have no way to deal with him yet.”
“Then let’s just lock him up for now.”
“His strength is also at the Great One Golden Immortal Realm, his mana is profound, plus he has the battle body of an ancient war dragon…
When we joined forces to subdue him before, he seemed to deliberately hold back, injuring himself with his spell.
Be careful he doesn’t have some cunning plot.”
“Could it be that Immortal Huanglong wants to be severely injured, then ask for help from the Chan Teaching?”
“Hiss—That’s very possible, the Chan Teaching was already extremely formidable in ancient times, the Three Pure Ones are not to be provoked.”
“Those officials from the Ancient Heavenly Court, they said they were going to ask the Hundred Clans’ Great Army for help, but now there’s no news from them, and we actually lent them a troop of our elite forces.”
“Now we still can’t break the barrier of the Dragon Tomb.
If those great figures suddenly return from the Chaos Sea, all our efforts will have been in vain, and our clans will be wiped out!
If it really doesn’t work, we should go to the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth to find those officials from the Ancient Heavenly Court.”
“Alas, the Dragon Clan has oppressed us for a million years, and our careful planning for a Yuanhui’s counterattack can’t even break the grand formation of the Dragon Tomb.”
“Alas, the Dragon Clan is still too powerful.”
“If we can’t succeed, we’ll die trying!
We might as well go down fighting with them!”
“I am the fish here; who are you calling out?”
Xuanyuan Huangdi straightened up, and Li Ping’an immediately stopped hearing the voices in his heart.
The two exchanged glances, and combining the situation at hand, they had roughly inferred what had happened.
When the Dragon Clan left the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth, they took almost all of the Ocean Race with them, making the current oceans home to sea creatures turned demons that aren’t quite capable.
Inside the Dragon Ancient Realm, the Ocean Race was oppressed by the Dragon Clan and thus planned a Yuanhui, preparing to fight back fiercely.
A few experts of the Dragon Clan went to the Chaos Sea for unknown reasons.
The Ocean Race seized the opportunity and invited several experts of the Demon Race—namely the so-called officials from the Ancient Heavenly Court—to help them rise up against the Dragon Clan, which was at a disadvantage due to the absence of their experts and had to hide inside the Dragon Tomb.
Xuanyuan Huangdi commented through mind speech, “The Ocean Race only has one Daluo Golden Immortal, and his command of The Great Dao is still not very strong.
No wonder they managed to put the Dragon Clan in such a dire situation.”
Li Ping’an asked through mind speech, “Does the Dragon Clan have many Daluo Golden Immortals?”
“Not really that many,” Xuanyuan Huangdi said.
“The Dragon Clan’s heyday was in ancient times.”
“According to Brother Yinglong, in ancient times, the Dragon Clan had three hundred Daluo.
After the battle between the dragon and the phoenix, the Daluo of the Dragon Clan nearly all perished.
The Dragon Clan is born strong, but their strength is limited by their bloodline.”
“The closer the bloodline to the Ancestral Dragon, the higher the upper limit of their strength.”
“After the fall of the Ancestral Dragon, it became very difficult for the Dragon Clan to improve their overall strength.
Their cultivation can only enhance their combat power, but it’s hard to advance in the Dao Realm.”
“When Brother Yinglong roamed the Vast Wilderness, there were probably only six Daluo in the Dragon Clan, and Yinglong was the seventh.”
Li Ping’an exclaimed in astonishment, “Seven is not considered many?”
The Huangdi sighed, “Those six are all ancient survivors; only one Yinglong emerged throughout the entire ancient era!
But during the same era, my Human Race produced nearly thirty Daluo.
Although most perished in battle, we still have more than a dozen left, mostly secluding in the Fire Dragon Cave.”
“That’s where Fuxi Shi and Shennong, along with their ministers, chosen to seclude themselves, and it is also the foundation of our Human Race,” the Huangdi smiled.
“After I send off the overwhelming majority of the ladies, I shall also head there.”
Li Ping’an sighed deeply within his heart.
Although Xuanyuan Huangdi spoke lightly, the word ‘send’ revealed endless helplessness and sorrow.
Once the Heavenly Court is built, if there’s any way where Li Ping’an can assist Xuanyuan’s three thousand consorts, he would certainly do his best.
However, given the current situation…
“Elder Brother, are we just going to stay tied up ?”
“Listen to Junior Brother,” Xuanyuan Huangdi said, “think about it, what do you have in mind?
The test question I gave you before, do you have an answer now?
Help the Ocean Race or the Dragon Clan?”
“Without knowing the full picture, I shall not judge.”
Li Ping’an said indifferently:
“I would ask Elder Brother to give up on the impulse to help others and respect their fates.”
“We should either just watch the drama unfold or…
figure out how to take some treasures back from the Crystal Palace in the Immortal Realm.
Doesn’t that solve a small part of the Heavenly Court’s finances?”
“Look at you, caught between saving the Dragon Clan and the Ocean Race, you choose to loot amidst the chaos.”
“Just a joke,” Li Ping’an said.
Li Ping’an looked up at Immortal Huanglong who was floating above, unconscious, and sighed with a sense of helplessness.
One has to respect that.
Several mermaid girls swam by.
Li Ping’an and Xuanyuan Huangdi simultaneously performed a gesture of respect.
The mermaid girls had beautiful fish tails covered with scales of varying colors, dazzling in appearance, with the fish tail ending at the thigh, where it met short skirts encasing their curvaceous hips and waists.
Their upper bodies resembled those of human race women, except for the delicate fins behind their ears, and their faces were all sweet and lovely.
The most striking feature was their skin, truly fair and supple as snow.
Xuanyuan Huangdi: “Not bad.”
Li Ping’an said, “Elder Brother, you’re already overburdened.
Let your princes handle making alliances with the Ocean Race.”
“They’ve all died of old age in the Southern Continent,” Xuanyuan Huangdi chuckled, “You would be just right for it, Junior Brother.”
“No, no, having Ningning is quite good enough for me,” said Li Ping’an.