PHS Chapter 238 (Patreon)

Chapter 238: What Are the Humans Doing Here?

Purple Profound Realm.

Ao Xuan stepped out from the spatial passage.

The moment he emerged, he concealed his entire aura, then swept out with his divine sense. After confirming that no one nearby had seen him, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. He stood before the spatial passage, glancing first at the ancestral land of the Jade Scaled Flood Dragon Clan, then back at the passage behind him.

He hesitated for a moment.

A formation plate appeared in his hand.

He planned to seal the exit of the spatial passage.

His arrival was a secret.

If someone were to see the spatial passage, as long as they weren't a fool, a little speculation would be enough to deduce that someone had crossed the boundary. If they then lay in wait before the spatial passage…

Whether he could return or not would become uncertain.

The formation plate in his hand lit up. Before the formation could be laid, a streak of black light shot out rapidly, its momentum unchecked.

It flew toward the edge of the sky.

Ao Xuan: "????"

What the hell just went past?

Judging by the aura, it seemed to be Meng Qingzhi?

He crossed over, too?

Could it be that the Nine Nether Demon Sect is so wealthy that they can even afford an opportunity to achieve Emperorship?

Impossible!

Ao Xuan couldn't figure it out. Shaking his head, he paid Meng Qingzhi no mind. With a flick of his hand, he sent the formation plate out, anchoring it in the void. A ripple spread outward. The void instantly distorted.

The traces of the spatial passage immediately vanished.

This was an illusion formation—anyone below the Great Saint realm would never detect the hidden spatial passage unless they stepped into the formation itself.

"With this, it should be foolproof."

Ao Xuan glanced at his handiwork and nodded with satisfaction.

He turned back, his gaze falling upon the ancestral land of the Jade Scaled Flood Dragon Clan not far away. The other party's Ancestor was currently fighting fiercely back in his own world. As for himself… he felt a little embarrassed.

The treasures left by your ancestors, this old master will gladly accept!

In his world, Flood Dragons were considered subordinate to Dragons. Although Flood Dragons were also dragons, the Dragon Clan never acknowledged them. Any good treasures they had, shouldn't they belong to the Dragon Clan?

This little brother, Flood Dragon, was he even worthy of possessing an opportunity to achieve Emperorship?

"Heh!"

Ao Xuan sneered, and his body vanished from the spot.

In the next instant.

He had already arrived within the Guardian Formation of the Flood Dragon Clan.

The jade slip in his hand lit up.

Following the records in the jade slip, he entered the Jade Scaled Flood Dragon Ancestral Land without any mishap.

Throughout the entire process, not a single person sensed anything amiss.

Their sole Quasi-Emperor Ancestor was not presiding over the clan and had even taken the Imperial Weapon with him. Relying on the remaining Great Saint figures, it was fundamentally impossible to detect Ao Xuan's presence.

"Senior's methods are truly unfathomable, to calculate even matters of another world. Could it be that in Senior's eyes, the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms hold no secrets?" Ao Xuan sighed inwardly with immense emotion.

He held the jade slip, walking through the ancestral land of the Jade Scaled Flood Dragon Clan.

It was clear.

This was a formidable clan with a deep foundation, occupying a territory spanning ten thousand li. Occasionally, the sound of a dragon's cry echoed. Towering divine peaks stood between heaven and earth. The divine mountains were majestic, their aura ethereal, as if one had stepped into an immortal domain.

Sacred rock flowed with divine spring, spirit herbs grew alongside cliffs, and auspicious beasts lay hidden in the mountains. It possessed both immortal qi and wondrous scenery, magnificent and varied.

Judging from this atmosphere alone, it was already no less than some ancient, great clans of the Tianyuan Realm that had existed for countless years!

Such a formidable clan, yet little did they know their trump cards had been completely calculated by Senior, down to the color of their undergarments. Probably nothing could escape Senior's eyes!

"If not for the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets being too far from the sea region, if I could visit a few more times, perhaps the Dragon Clan would have already unified the world?" Ao Xuan clicked his tongue.

His body flashed with azure light as he arrived before a tall divine peak. This mountain, viewed from afar, resembled a flood dragon lying across the ground.

Its momentum was majestic, carrying the force to swallow the world!

The dragon's head was slightly raised, poised in a roar toward the heavens. Dragon might, condensed to its utmost extreme, washed over the land like a tide.

Countless years had passed.

Every blade of grass, every tree here, had been stained with a trace of dragon qi.

It was truly a treasure land!

"According to Senior's records, this should be the physical body of the Jade Scaled Flood Dragon Clan's Great Emperor from ages past. Undying after death, it transformed into a divine mountain, anchoring the clan!"

"It's a fine treasure. After I achieve Emperorship, I must find a way to take it!"

Ao Xuan glanced at the divine mountain, then looked back at the jade slip in his hand and murmured, "The opportunity to achieve Emperorship lies within this divine mountain. If not for the method to break the formation given by Senior…"

"Never mind a Quasi-Emperor; even a Great Emperor would have to expend considerable effort to obtain it."

After committing the formation-breaking method recorded in the jade slip entirely to memory, he stepped into the air, ascending step by step. Arriving before the dragon's head, his body submerged into it. Everything went smoothly, encountering no obstruction whatsoever.

Within the body of an ancient Great Emperor, dragon qi swirled. Strand by strand, wisp by wisp, it transformed into clouds and mist, steaming upward. Purple qi formed a canopy, and within it, a three-chi-tall, jade-green spirit herb swayed in the wind, verdant and dripping with vitality.

The spirit herb was shaped like a dragon, covered densely in scales. If one didn't look closely, they might almost mistake it for a newly born True Dragon!

"The opportunity to achieve Emperorship!"

The moment he saw this spirit herb.

Ao Xuan's heart thumped disobediently. He felt a calling from the depths of his bloodline, as if this spirit herb had been prepared just for him! It resonated perfectly with him!

As long as he swallowed this Emperor-level Spirit Herb, he could definitely achieve Emperorship!

…

On the other side.

The Ancient Azure Luan Clan.

This clan was not particularly renowned in the Purple Profound Realm. Their ancestors had never reached glorious heights, but neither had they declined. Every generation produced one or two Great Saint-level figures. While not exceptionally powerful, they could protect themselves in the Purple Profound Realm without issue.

Within the Azure Luan Clan.

Atop a patch of auspicious clouds, a grand hall stood, hidden amidst the mist.

Before the hall.

Two figures stood side by side, gazing into the void.

"I wonder how the two Ancestors are faring now that they have entered the Tianyuan Realm."

The Clan Head of the Azure Luan Clan spoke, his tone tinged with worry.

A cross-boundary war was an opportunity, but it was equally a great calamity.

If they won, naturally, they would profit immensely. Their Azure Luan Clan could rise with the tide; it wouldn't be impossible for one or two Quasi-Emperors to emerge within the clan.

But if they lost, and the people of the Tianyuan Realm counterattacked, then the joke would be on them.

The Azure Luan Clan was now tied to Great Emperor Moyuan's war chariot. If Great Emperor Moyuan fell, their Azure Luan Clan could hardly escape the reckoning. It was said that the myriad races of the Tianyuan Realm were all warlike, butchers to a man. If one didn't have tens of thousands of lives on their hands, they wouldn't even dare greet others when going out.

Facing such a savage world, their Azure Luan Clan truly lacked confidence.

"Clan Head need not worry. I just received news that Great Emperor Moyuan's First War General has already led several million elites and conquered a territory spanning several million li!"

"The first to bear the brunt, a power called the Grand Luo Sword Sect, although not annihilated, suffered heavy losses to its vitality and was forced to retreat ten million li."

"Along the way, countless other small and medium-sized powers were destroyed!"

"In the Tianyuan Realm, the human race, which was the first to resist our realm, has already suffered heavy casualties. In a short while longer, I imagine the human race will not be able to hold on!"

Beside the Azure Luan Clan Head, an elder spoke with a smile, utterly composed.

The situation in the Tianyuan Realm was exactly as they understood it. Faced with an invasion from another world, only the human race had stepped forward, while the other clans stood by idly. This was truly a heaven-sent opportunity!

If the myriad races had united to resist their Purple Profound Realm, it might have required some effort.

But they had insisted on giving them a helping hand.

In the eyes of the beings of the Purple Profound Realm, this was simply inconceivable!

With calamity imminent, there were still beings watching the show.

The human race…

The Azure Luan Clan Head, upon hearing these two words, felt a glint flash in his eyes as he said faintly, "This race is indeed not weak. In ages past, in the Purple Profound Realm, they also shone brilliantly, nearly unifying this realm."

"Unfortunately, they were defeated by the combined forces of the myriad races."

"Afterward, they were suppressed by various powers. Now, they have probably declined to a second-rate status."

The Azure Luan Clan Elder gave a sly smile: "Third-rate is also possible. Their inheritances were destroyed. Without suitable cultivation methods, relying solely on self-creation and exploration, if they want to rise again, I fear they will have to wait for hundreds of millions of years!"

"Makes sense!"

The Azure Luan Clan Head stroked his beard and smiled, murmuring, "Never thought that just as the war with the Tianyuan Realm began, we would encounter a familiar race. It seems the human race is about to be defeated by the myriad races of the Purple Profound Realm again!"

"Clan Head speaks truly!"

The Azure Luan Elder echoed.

The two looked at each other and smiled, both seeing the longing in the other's eyes.

The Tianyuan Realm.

This reputedly powerful world was actually easier to conquer than they had imagined.

A single Great Emperor, without even appearing in person, had crushed an entire race. What if two, three, or even four Great Emperors descended together?

Wouldn't the Tianyuan Realm have to bow its head in submission?

Thinking of this, the smiles on their faces turned into long laughter, the bright sound echoing in the void.

Before their smiles could fade, suddenly, the Azure Luan Clan Head's expression froze. He looked up toward the outside world, a strange look in his eyes, and murmured:

"The human race?"

"Hm?"

The Azure Luan Clan Elder also stopped laughing and followed the Clan Head's gaze.

At some unknown time, an old man had appeared in the void outside. He wore black robes, his white beard drifted, and his eyes held an unconcealable excitement as he continuously sized up the Azure Luan Ancestral Land.

"What are the humans doing here?"

The Azure Luan Clan Head's face showed displeasure as he said coldly, "A mere third-rate race dares to approach the ancestral land of my Azure Luan Clan? Third Elder, go out and eliminate him!"

In ages past, too many beings of the human race had fallen. Now, killing one more was as easy for them as eating or drinking.

"Yes!"

The Azure Luan Clan's Third Elder cupped his hands in salute, a cruel smile touching his lips.

He strode toward the void.

He had taken only two steps, not yet having reached the outside of the formation, when his pace suddenly halted. The cruel smile on his lips slowly faded, finally turning into utter shock.

Only to see.

The old man's gaze turned ice-cold. He extended a single hand. In his palm, an ancient, simple great cauldron spun rapidly, finally soaring into the sky!

"Boom!"

The cauldron expanded to three zhang square, hovering above the old man's head. Upon it, ninety-nine azure dragons, lifelike, inhaled and exhaled the essence qi of heaven and earth. The moment they appeared, they nearly drained the spiritual qi from a million-li radius!

From the Azure Dragon Cauldron, tens of thousands of strands of dark light descended, dense as a rain curtain, strand by strand, wisp by wisp.

What was originally daytime suddenly saw ten thousand stars appear simultaneously. The Azure Dragon Cauldron drew upon the endless starlight, transforming into an immortal cauldron, suppressing the void.

"Im... Imperial Weapon!"

The Azure Luan Clan's Third Elder's face turned ashen with terror as he cried out.

At this moment, his voice turned shrill, echoing throughout the entire ancestral land.

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