If a great clan couldn’t even protect those species that relied on them, then there was only one outcome: all the smaller tribes affiliated with this great clan would lose faith in them and then depart from their alliance.
This was precisely why the Primeval Qilin was so furious.
If this continued and they remained inactive,
The species that depended on them, the Qilin, would become disheartened.
Thus, they would choose to leave and ally themselves with others.
And if the Qilin lost these smaller tribes, they might very well become much weaker than the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan.
Under such a dynamic of loss and gain, this could very well determine the survival or extinction of a great clan.
That’s why the Primeval Qilin was so anxious,
Even if it meant starting a war with the Ancestral Dragon, he was determined to kill Sun Wukong.
When the Ancestral Dragon protected Sun Wukong and fought a fierce battle with the Primeval Qilin, it wasn’t necessarily out of a genuine desire to protect him.
One must understand that by preventing the Primeval Qilin from killing Sun Wukong, the dignity of the entire Qilin clan would continue to diminish.
Consequently, the Dragon Clan would weaken the Qilin clan’s power without spilling any blood.
For the Ancestral Dragon, this was an opportunity to gain Sun Wukong’s favor. Why wouldn’t he be pleased?
So, the Ancestral Dragon didn’t hesitate at all to make his move and fight a fierce battle with the Primeval Qilin.
Two Supreme level powerhouses exchanged blows frantically, their formidable might shattering the void.
After more than a hundred moves exchanged, they were still evenly matched,
The Primeval Qilin coldly said, "Ancestral Dragon, I know I am no match for you, but if I fight with all I’ve got, you will not come out unscathed either. So I hope you won’t obstruct me."
Hearing the Primeval Qilin’s words, the Ancestral Dragon couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
He responded indifferently, "Do you think that’s possible? I must stop you, I will not allow you to kill a friend of the Dragon Clan."
"Do you really want to force me to fight desperately? If we both end up injured, those others will benefit from our fight, are you willing to make a wedding dress for someone else?"
The Primeval Qilin coldly inquired.
Naturally, the Ancestral Dragon was not willing, and he said with a laugh, "But I am determined to protect a friend of the Dragon Clan. That’s how we are, we wouldn’t allow our friends and subordinates to be harmed. We’re committed to defend them, and not even your threats of desperate struggle scare me. If it comes to it, we’ll just have to fight it out."
Seeing the Ancestral Dragon’s indifferent attitude, the Primeval Qilin was suddenly so angry he could hardly contain himself.
If the Ancestral Dragon wasn’t concerned, what was there to be afraid of?
With this thought, the Primeval Qilin’s rage surged to his head.
He coldly said, "Fine, since you are beyong reach of reason, let’s fight to the death, it’s still not decided whose deer it will be."
With that, the Primeval Qilin unleashed a terrifying Qi, indicating his readiness to fight to the death with the Ancestral Dragon.
The Ancestral Dragon’s expression, in turn, became very serious.
Facing the Primeval Qilin’s determination to fight to the death, he dared not take any chances.
Both sides’ auras were escalating, and a world-shaking battle was about to unfold.
This encounter was entirely different from their previous skirmish, a battle to the death,
Unless one side was completely crippled, there was absolutely no possibility of stopping.
The powerhouses within the Three Realms were all observing this battle, some with anticipation yet also much concern.
The destructive power of a life-and-death battle between Supreme level powerhouses to the Three Realms was imaginable,
If the flames of war spread to their own territory, there would be trouble.
Some Immortals had already made preparations; should the battlefield draw near, they would immediately flee.
One must absolutely not get swept into the fray between the two combatants because that would undoubtedly lead to certain death.
The atmosphere suddenly tensed up, a world-shaking battle was on the verge of breaking out.
Just then, a lazy voice sounded,
"Primeval Qilin, weren’t you just looking for me, Old Sun? What’s the need for such a grand display? Old Sun is here now."
Sun Wukong revealed himself.