Chapter 1653: The Restored Tian Du Dragon King, Strength Ascended

The incompetent, raging Mingxu Elder, after entering the Longshe Shan formation, always reacts the same way.

There's no way, it's just too stifling; being harassed, constantly tormented—anyone would find it unbearable, that body‑and‑mind exhaustion truly hurts.

No matter what Strong One it is, they cannot endure it nor accept it.

Qinglong Daoist laughed, "See? He's already panicking, already anxious; after only half a month he can't hold it, his Dao heart isn't that great either."

Xinran Zhanglao raised his thumb and praised, "You're still impressive; when it comes to tormenting others, you're a professional."

This Qinglong Daoist, with his kind eyes, is unexpectedly so scheming; we must not offend him in the future.

Although Qinglong Daoist is the husband's avatar, he is an independent individual, not the husband's will controlling everything; a solitary soul, a solitary consciousness, showing he is a separate person—once you offend him, you never know when he'll plot against you and torment you.

From now on, I must soften my attitude toward him a bit; I can't be as reckless as before.

Tianlian Zhenren thought the same; looking at the Qinglong Daoist before him, he couldn't help recalling Chen Chuyang—his husband is equally scheming, and when he acts, he shows no mercy. The former Heavenly Heart Sect, now Mingxu Elder, fell without even seeing his men.

What a tragedy, what a misery.

"Qinglong Daoist, this move of yours never fails."

Qinglong Daoist sneered, "You two aren't clever enough; you don't know how to use your own strengths. Every time you resort to a sword blade to solve a problem—that's not good, it always backfires. Someone like me is better: worry‑free, effortless, and uninjured."

"Just a mere Mingxu Elder, whether they're Tiger‑slayer Elder or Dragon‑slayer Elder, once on my turf, dragon or tiger, they must lie down before me."

"Look at his appearance—how pitiful, how laughable. How many more days can he stay defiant?"

Mingxu Elder's arrogance won't last long; he'll soon be tormented to death, and he only needs to wait a few days—no need to act personally.

In response, Xinran Zhanglao and Tianlian Zhenren both endorsed Qinglong Daoist's method; they witnessed the move's power, but its drawback is that it takes too long—waiting is required, and it must proceed slowly.

Things that can't be rushed make people restless while waiting.

"After half a month of torment, his strength is at least halved; can we now act to eliminate him?" Tianlian Zhenren was somewhat impatient, wanting to kill Mingxu Elder immediately to remove future trouble.

"If you can't hold back, you may act." Qinglong Daoist shrugged, showing no intention of entering the formation.

Since we can wait for him to be tormented to death, why act now? Isn't that just looking for trouble?

If we give the opponent a chance, wouldn't all our efforts be in vain?

A foolish move, Qinglong Daoist would never do, nor let the two try.

"Sister Tianlian, you're impatient. If you can't wait, you can harass him together with Heishanyang, torment him, occasionally ambush him; if successful, you can hasten his death, and if you fail, it's no loss."

"You need to think; you can't forget the pain just because a scar has healed. Even if Mingxu Elder's strength is greatly reduced, he's still not someone we can defeat."

Xinran Zhanglao summoned her sister's aura, gently admonished this younger sister, telling her not to be impatient nor rash.

Problems that time can solve are no problem at all.

"Sister Xinran, how about you join me?" Tianlian Zhenren felt unsafe alone and needed someone to accompany him.

Xinran Zhanglao shook her head: "Forget it, I don't want to get injured again."

Her wounds have just healed, so she doesn't wish to be hurt again; after seeing the gap, she doesn't want to court death, and Mingxu Elder's demise is already predetermined—why create more trouble for herself?

Isn't this just plainly looking for trouble? Let Heishanyang handle it; that black goat is very scheming, and if it acts, there'll be no problem.

Moreover, she trusts Qinglong Daoist's arrangement; this person won't let Mingxu Elder escape.

"Fine then, I won't go in either," Tianlian Zhenren said dejectedly, bowing his head, opting out of this battle.

Time passed quickly.

Half a month has passed.

Within the Mangshan Mountain Range, tranquility settled, as if nothing had occurred.

The Luotian White Snake Clan, with Holy Maiden Bai Meng watching the Longshe Shan side, has received no news since Mingxu Elder entered, no sign of battle, as if he were completely dead.

"The Mingxu Elder of the Heavenly Heart Sect is silent; could he be dead?"

"Dying so quickly, that's fitting; Qinglong Daoist never shows mercy to enemies."

That formation is no good… hard to break, hard to exit; entering is easy, getting out is harder than scaling the heavens.

Holy Maiden Bai Meng knows the peril of the Longshe Shan formation; each entry feels different. The formation keeps upgrading, each upgrade … multiplies its power several times, and this enhancement has no limit.

From the previous formation to today's, it has undergone countless revisions; Bai Meng hasn't counted precisely, but knows it's at least ten times.

"Does the Heavenly Heart Sect also covet Cangzhou? They're already eager to act."

Holy Maiden Bai Meng stared toward Longshe Shan, silent; she always feels it's not that simple—there must be unknown matters inside, requiring careful investigation, as well as the identities of Qinglong Daoist and others.

These years she has been investigating, yet gained nothing; aside from knowing Qinglong Daoist is of the Azure Dragon Clan bloodline, there is no other information.

Tian Du Gate.

Below Dahe Peak.

Below the lakebed, within the Dragon Palace, activity has returned to calm, and the world's spiritual qi gradually steadied.

The vortex vanished, and the agitation disappeared with it.

After everything settled into calm, those waiting outside stared at the lakebed, unwilling to approach or cross over.

Several figures stood in the sky; Tian Du True Person bowed his head, his expression solemn.

"Buzz."

A surge of aura erupted, spreading outward, instantly shrouding Tian Du Gate, then vanished the next moment.

All of this came quickly and disappeared just as fast.

The silhouette of the Tian Du Dragon King appeared inside the Dragon Palace, awakening from seclusion; his aura continuously radiated, announcing to all that he had emerged.

"Roar."

The dragon's roar shook the entire Tian Du Gate; outside, there was no movement.

The figures above entered the lakebed Dragon Palace one by one, respectfully standing before the Tian Du Dragon King. Tian Du True Person stood at the front, with Wu Mie Zhenren, Emei Zhenren, and Ni Canglong behind him; Holy Maiden Bai Hang followed. Only these four were allowed; no others may enter this place.

Without qualification, one cannot casually enter; without the Tian Du Dragon King's permission, entry is forbidden, otherwise the Dragon King will kill them outright.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Dragon King."

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Dragon King."

Congratulations, Your Majesty Dragon King, on leaving seclusion.

Everyone bowed, their faces lit with smiles.