Chapter 502: Chapter 502: Want to Leave? You Can’t
"The Tianling Divine Son saved the life of Saintess Tianqing, who is under my command. Now that his disciple is in trouble, how could I just stand by and do nothing? Besides, for us Daoist Ancestors to interfere in a clash between juniors... it’s utterly shameless."
A scornful expression filled Tianyi’s face.
As for his decisive action—obliterating a Sword Ancestor with a single punch—no one dared to challenge him on it.
The appearance of Que De, Wan Jimie, and Tianyi made the group of ill-intentioned Sword Ancestors deeply apprehensive.
A frenzied war of the Ancestor Dao that had been on the verge of erupting fell silent.
"Heh heh, truly impressive. Obliterating a One Path Sword Ancestor with a single punch! But she’s just the disciple of an ant. Is she really worth all of you making such a fuss?"
At this moment, in the distant sky, the void rippled, and two cultivators, a man and a woman, appeared.
The man and woman looked nearly identical. The man was absurdly handsome, while the woman was breathtakingly beautiful.
But both of them emanated a powerful Dragon Qi.
The Dragon Race!
These were two Sword Ancestors from the Dragon Race, awakened from the Ancient Era.
"Some Daoist Ancestors may have reached the Daoist Ancestor Realm, but they lack the magnanimity that comes with it. If Daoist Ancestors go around ambushing the younger generation of Divine Sons and Divine Ladies, then this world will have no future. It was a fair fight, and none of us interfered. To resort to such despicable acts only shames all Daoist Ancestors. A death like that is no loss at all!"
Tianyi said coldly.
"It looks like some of you old fossils haven’t gotten a taste of my, Lord Que’s, power yet. I’ll remember which of you made a move. When you get back, you’d better guard your clan’s greatest treasures very, very carefully."
Que De threatened them outright.
What was his favorite thing to do, after all?
At Que De’s words, the expressions of several Daoist Ancestors immediately darkened.
"Fairy, stand back. I’d like to see who dares to lay a hand on you."
Wan Jimie’s expression was grim. He pushed his Thunder Will and Asura Killing Dao Method to their absolute limits, looking as if he was ready to launch into a frenzied slaughter at any moment.
"Thinking of leaving? You’re not going anywhere. The dignity our Dragon Race lost will be reclaimed from you."
Another Dragon Race cultivator appeared.
He was another Daoist Ancestor from the Dragon Race of the Ancient Era, and he wielded a Heavy Sword.
"Those two Daoist Ancestors are Long Qinfeng and Long Qinyu of the Cyan Dragon Lineage, known as the Wind and Rain Double Evil."
"And this man with the Heavy Sword is Long Zaiyan of the Bloodthirsty Black Dragon Clan, one of the Hell Demon Dragons. He’s a peerless Demon Dragon Daoist Ancestor with astounding strength!"
A few Daoist Ancestors had already recognized the three Dragon Race Daoist Ancestors and were calling out their identities.
"Not going anywhere? We dared to come here, so we never planned on leaving! If we left without a river of blood flowing, how could this day even compare to when our Master crushed the Dragon Race?"
Far from being afraid, Ancient Fairy taunted them.
Ancient Fairy’s words and her mocking tone made the expressions of the three Dragon Race cultivators turn ice-cold.
Their eyes shot out a terrifying light, their gazes cruel and vicious, as if they wanted to torture and kill Ancient Fairy.
"If there’s a fight, how could you leave out me, Long Zhanshao of the War Dragon Lineage? I heard some ’Celestial Secret Divine Son’ crushed the Dragon Race. Now his disciple shows up, but I wonder what hole he’s cowering in, too scared to come out. So much for ’extraordinary Talent,’ ’killing a Divine King while in the Soul Realm,’ and ’unkillable by the Celestial Dao’! Come on, I’ll stand right here and let him try to kill me. Let’s see what he can do."
Yet another Daoist Ancestor from the Dragon Race had appeared.
Clearly, now that this battle was known, the Celestial Secret Divine Son’s disciple would most likely be killed by overwhelming force, regardless of the outcome.
This was the Dragon Race. This was their domineering way.
"Fairy, retreat now. Activate the Donghuang Bell and return to the Celestial Secret Divine Land."
Que De urged.
Four Daoist Ancestors from the Dragon Race had already appeared, and it seemed more were on their way.
The battle was looking grim.
Ancient Fairy bit her lip, unwilling to retreat.
If she retreated, she would not only bring shame upon herself, but more importantly, upon her Master, Ye Tianling.
"I am a Master too, and I’m telling you to retreat. They are Daoist Ancestors, while you are only in the Void Realm. There’s no shame in this for you. The shame is all theirs!"
Wan Jimie added, trying to reassure her.
Just then, Que Xinyan and Wan Xuegui flew over, intending to escort Ancient Fairy away.
"Thinking of leaving? Did you really think I’d fight you again without making preparations?"
At that moment, over with the group from the Jade Pool Divine Land, Ye Cangkun had almost fully recovered.
A cold sneer flickered in his eyes as he stood up.
Three Female Daoist Ancestors flew out from the Jade Pool Divine Land, completely surrounding Ancient Fairy and her companions.
A chaotic melee was about to erupt.
HUMMM—
Just then, the Celestial Secret God Master suddenly appeared in the distance, having crossed the void. With one hand, he activated the Donghuang Bell and recalled it.
The Celestial Secret God Master had appeared.
SHHII—
The void shuddered as if a terrifying ripple had been torn through it.
The current Clan Leader of the Elemental Magnetic Celestial Dragon lineage and the Silent Extinction Purple Dragon clan appeared. She was also a woman, and the moment she materialized, she blocked the Celestial Secret God Master’s path.
"Long Qingque, you’re going to interfere too?"
The Celestial Secret God Master, Zhuge Wuxu, wore a grave expression.
"You acted twice when you forcibly brought back the Celestial Secret Divine Son. You have enough power left to activate the Donghuang Bell only one more time."
Long Qingque said lightly, exposing the Celestial Secret God Master’s final gambit.
The Celestial Secret God Master fell silent.
The scene was plunged into a deathly silence.
The battle hung on a knife’s edge.
...
The primeval Demon Heart Sword Body possessed terrifying power.
The powers of the Holy Dao, Divine Dao, and Ancestor Dao flowed within it.
After Ye Tianling’s Soul entered it, he became almost completely lost.
However, he could still perceive everything happening on the battlefield through his Sensing.
A few breaths felt as long as tens of thousands of years. Ye Tianling struggled to survive, feeling as insignificant as an ant.
But his will and his resolve, born from his desire to protect, grew stronger bit by bit.
His memories returned in a flood. The Little Dragon Girl’s sacrifice, everything that had happened in the Forgotten Dust World, his love for his children Long Tianyu and Long Tianmo, the current plight of his mother Long Qingzhuo and father Ye Fengyang—it all became crystal clear.
’If I surrender to the Demon Heart, what meaning would Mei’Er’s sacrifice have? She went somewhere as dangerous as the City of Sin in the Ancestral Dragon Abyss. How can I remain indifferent?’
’Tianyu and Tianmo have vanished without a trace. Yueling and Yuchan are still dormant in the Forgotten Dust World, waiting for me to save them.’
’Right now, Fairy and the others are trapped in a crisis. This is a planned hunt, an attempt to wipe them all out in one fell swoop!’
’How can I continue to lie dormant?’
’I must awaken!’
...
Within Ye Tianling’s heart, his resolve grew stronger and stronger until, in that instant, it erupted completely.
He opened his eyes. The icy, blood-red color in them faded, replaced by clarity.
No blood-red fur sprouted from his body; only his aura remained incredibly cold.
Meanwhile, back on the battlefield, Long Qingque spoke again.
"You brought the Celestial Secret Divine Son back, so he must be here, right? Hasn’t he become everyone’s hero? Tell him to come out and face us!"
Long Qingque’s voice echoed far and wide.
