Chapter 470: Join hands with Di Jun to slay the White Emperor!

Is there still heavenly justice?

Is there still Pangu's law?

In the Dragon Clan's ancestral court, a Dragon Ancestor spanning eternity roars, its divine might boundless, stirring the Myriad Heavens, shaking the annals, making ancient and modern pale, terror boundless.

In the dragon's eyes, fury, hatred, killing intent... and even at the end, there is grievance.

How can they bully the dragon so?

You just stare at me, this single dragon, plucking its scales?

Cloud cultivation... Red Cloud!

The hoarse roar is the Dragon Ancestor, after learning the specific details of the contract Nüwa signed, the "East Barbarians Related Contract·Revised Edition", containing anger that even the waters of the four seas cannot extinguish, "Donghua... you really are a capable person!"

You really thought this through!

Even if I die one day and leave behind a tail to inherit the estate, dying heart and soul to continue opposing me?!

Do we have such a great grudge?

Back then, I was the one who promoted you!

Now, do you intend to not let me go even as a ghost?!

Could it be—since you betrayed and became evil, you betray thoroughly, never turning back?

The Dragon Ancestor raises its dragon head, firmly gazing toward the Heavenly Court's direction, through layers of spacetime, wanting to see that deity.

However, a layer of the Great Dao barrier descends, easily blocking the Dragon Ancestor's surveillance.

The Dragon Ancestor tried several times, but could not penetrate; finally had to give up, heart full of resentment.

That former lackey underling has now grown to this extent, his cultivation having reached the level of participating in creation, not the slightest bit inferior to his former boss, even stronger!

How is he to cope with this?

The Dragon Ancestor, the more he thought, the angrier and more aggrieved he became; finally his eyes narrowed, all his anger transforming into pure killing intent.

The killing intent burns, the killing intent's wave sweeps.

This cannot continue.

The Dragon Ancestor mutters to himself, forcing his mind to calm, standing from an outsider's objective angle, carefully examining and deducing the changes in the situation.

Immediately, the decision is set.

Donghua must die!

Even if it means reaching a tacit understanding, even an agreement, with the Heavenly Court side!

The Dragon Ancestor's dragon claw sweeps, the eternity-spanning sky tears apart, its sharpness fully revealed.

As the Dragon Clan, the greatest ally of humanity, we must leave humanity no other choice!

Otherwise... the backup has no dragon rights!

In the end, what's there to speak of leadership?

The Dragon Ancestor coldly whispers, "Donghua must die!"

And Red Cloud... must also die for me!

East Barbarians?

Hehe!

Just be a flag-waver, shout, provide money, grain, equipment in war, be support, be logistics...... wield weapons, conquer the four seas?

Don't even think about it!

The Dragon Ancestor's eyes are dim and obscure, inexplicably gloomy.

But soon he sighs, feeling somewhat lost.

What a pity...

I actually can't kill him...... Even if I could kill him, Nüwa might still be hiding ill intent, secretly balancing, tripping me up.

The Dragon Ancestor pondered, then fell silent for a moment.

But, only a moment later...... he laughed.

His laugh is such that it makes people feel creepy, cold seeping into their bones and flesh.

Once, Hongjun was the strongest, yet Nüwa gathered the weak to attack the strong, the Heavenly Court and the Wu Clan cooperating, literally trapping him to death in the Zixiao Palace.

Now, why could I not follow this example?

Distant alliances, close attacks, vertical and horizontal alliances...... Now with Donghua's aid, Nüwa is already the strongest; it is fitting that Di Jun and I jointly weaken her!

Also just right.

Earlier, the Heavenly Court showed goodwill, sending a bunch of pawns to me, allowing me to refresh my rank in this faction, gradually forcing the Fire Master to yield resources.

Now...... just increase the degree of tacit understanding a bit!

Take the blood of two peak great divine-ability users as a sacrifice, to open the curtain on this era's most brutal battlefield!

The Dragon Ancestor's plan set, he extends an arm, carving a hidden spacetime path to the highest hall of the Heavenly Court, knocking on the door.

That is the hall belonging to Di Jun.

In fact, they did not keep the Dragon Ancestor waiting long.

The next moment, he saw Di Jun, at ease, smiling at him: "Fellow Daoist Dragon Ancestor, I have waited long for your visit."

How about it, are you ready to bring your clan to rebel and come to my Heavenly Court?

Then, I can promise you shall also be a sovereign of the Demon Race!

Di Jun is very magnanimous.

However, the Dragon Ancestor is not too keen on that.

Although he is currently swinging a hoe, smashing the foundations of the human faction's walls, he truly has no thought of switching sides.

This has nothing to do with loyalty.

Just because he understood...

"Forget it, doing that would be a loss." Dragon Ancestor spoke bluntly, "If I entered the Heavenly Court, even as emperor I'd only get an empty title, with no chance to contend for Pangu."

He snorted, "My Dragon Clan has the strongest assimilative power, naturally an open channel for ascent."

"The bloodline advantage reaches the pinnacle!"

"Except for the great merger of humans and Wu that Nüwa painstakingly forged, who can match me...... In the Heavenly Court, is there anyone who can oppose?"

"If my Dragon Clan enters the Heavenly Court, it won't show at first. But in a few years, the main force of the Heavenly River Navy will surely all be descendants of my Dragon Clan!"

Dragon Ancestor said it as a matter of course, and Di Jun did not refute.

Because, this is all truth.

Dragon Clan, the supreme race!

Moreover, in numbers they decide, they are the best base for training and replenishing troops.

They are fierce in battle at the same level, wanting to fight solo if they want solo, to fight in groups if they want groups.

How many other single races can compare!

As long as the Dragon Clan is not restricted, believe it or not, after a hundred and eighty cycles, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals will become Dragon Soldiers and Generals!

By then.

Even if the Dragon Ancestor is not the Marshal of the Heavenly Court's Armed Forces...... with a single command, the entire Heavenly Court's military system will fight for him!

In this situation, Donghuang Taiyi is useless, becoming a bare-pole commander.

Moreover, the matter is far from simple...... after all, transforming into a dragon has a proper path.

The Demon Race, which values bloodline hierarchy, how many do not yearn for or cherish this opportunity to change one's background postnatally?

After ten thousand years of cold study, one can obtain a Jiao Dragon body, surpassing countless beings who rely on noble ancestral bloodline to indulge.

If the Dragon Ancestor gains actual imperial power, it influences the upper levels, and also possesses natural bewitching and rallying ability at the grassroots, combined with the Heavenly Court's military system's huge permeating influence......

Tsk.

How can Di Jun sleep soundly?

Does he still want his Heavenly Emperor position? Does he still want Pangu?

As long as there is still a lingering thought.

Dragon Ancestor entering the Heavenly Court, even if given the Demon Emperor's title, actual power...... that's out of the question.

This principle, Dragon Ancestor and Di Jun both understand.

"Can you give real power? Dare you give real power?"

Dragon Ancestor laughed, "Everyone knows how it is...... if the Heavenly Court side faces a strong headwind, defeat is not far off, perhaps you'll drink poison to quench thirst, gamble everything, now? Or just forget it."

"If you truly dare to grant me real power now, I still wouldn't dare to join." Dragon Ancestor scoffed, "I'm worried you'll play the trick 'no leader among dragons, great luck under heaven'."

"In the midst of war, my Dragon Clan progenitor mysteriously died in battle, and then you, with tears in your eyes, took over all the Dragon Clan's forces, vowing to avenge me and fight to the death with the Wu Clan."

"Without a leader, the Dragon Clan is the perfect blade."

"Dragon Ancestor overthinks." Di Jun smiled, his tone serious, "Our Heavenly Court, open and aboveboard, how could we do such a wicked thing?"

"Hopefully that's the case." Dragon Ancestor said lightly, "But there's someone in your Heavenly Court who expounds the Book of Changes, often spouting nonsense...... what 'seeing no leader among dragons is auspicious'!"

"Listen, is this what the gods say?" Life is not easy, the Dragon Ancestor sighed, "I can't even sleep in peace."

"Hahaha......" Di Jun laughed loudly.

"So then, let's not talk about these impossible things." Dragon Ancestor said wistfully, "The Heavenly Court, I won't easily defect there."

"Or maybe the Human Race side is more suitable."

"Then you'd destroy the Human Race's foundation?" Di Jun asked intriguingly.

"How could that be called destruction?" Dragon Ancestor chuckled, "I'm just helping to test a bit……When Heaven confers a great mission upon a person, it first strains his sinews and bones, wearies his heart and mind, and burdens him with responsibility……"

"If he withstands the tempering, I'll acknowledge him as a suitable foundation……If he can't?"

"Then I'll reluctantly do the replacement work, swapping that foundation for a 'dragon'-character-sized piece."

"In this regard, aside from Nüwa who would disagree……I think your Heavenly Court certainly wouldn't mind offering some help, right?"

Dragon Ancestor asked Di Jun with a smile.

"Of course……Of course!"

Di Jun clapped and laughed loudly, "Then may I ask, Fellow Daoist Dragon Ancestor, which foundation of humanity do you want my Heavenly Court to help test?"

"White Emperor!" Dragon Ancestor hesitated a moment; he had originally wanted to say Donghua directly……but after thinking, he decided to elevate Donghua's status a bit, attaching a guess he himself couldn't be certain of, to strengthen his persuasiveness.

"Huh?" Di Jun's expression turned strange for an instant, then vanished, "Who are you talking about?"

"I say——White Emperor!"

Dragon Ancestor spoke decisively.

"Hmm……hmm……" Di Jun's expression grew solemn; he scrutinized Dragon Ancestor from head to toe, "Fellow Daoist……are you sure? You're not joking?"

"Who is the White Emperor……you know that?" His arm naturally hung down; coincidentally a long sword hung there, his hand unintentionally resting on it, "And you've come to find me, asking me to preside over the Heavenly Court's cooperation?"

"Exactly!" Dragon Ancestor nodded solemnly, "I have secret intelligence: the true form of the White Emperor has appeared."

"Oh." Di Jun uttered an "oh," without saying more.

Just a coincidence.

At that moment, Donghuang Taiyi passed by outside the hall.

The atmosphere in the venue was very subtle.

"The White Emperor Shaohao is precisely——the Donghua Emperor!" Dragon Ancestor continued, killing intent palpable, "If it weren't for this god, whose record is littered with offenses and who easily goes berserk, I wouldn't muster forces to ask Fellow Daoist for help in testing him!"

"Huh? Hmm! Hmm……" Di Jun uttered the sound "en" three times with different tones, unpredictable, revealing his thought process.

His brows slightly raised, the corners of his eyes twitched; he gave two dry coughs, his hand moved away from the sword hilt, naturally lifted, rubbing his chin; outside, the passing Taiyi went away again, entirely an accidental encounter.

"Donghua……could it actually be the White Emperor?" He looked at Dragon Ancestor, brows furrowed, voice murmuring, as if talking to himself.

Heavenly Emperor paced back and forth, "Dragon Ancestor, I don't distrust you…… it's just that this news is simply too unbelievable."

"Once you are misled, deceived…… then surely a god must pay an immeasurably heavy price!"

"The Eastern Splendor Emperor is a core senior minister of my Heavenly Court!"

"I cannot, based solely on your words, slap the charge of colluding with humanity and betraying the Heavenly Court on his head and then execute him."

"Moreover, he has no reason to betray my Heavenly Court…… am I right?"

When the matter came to a head, it was actually Di Jun who was persuading Dragon Ancestor, laying out reason and facts.

"Look, his authority in my Heavenly Court is enormous; except for being half a level below the Dwarf Yao Emperor, even when facing an ordinary one of the Ten Great Yao Marshals, he subtly surpasses them!"

"Where would he get the idea or thought to betray my Heavenly Court?"

Di Jun let out a light sigh, "It's just you, Dao Friend Dragon Ancestor, a uniquely honest ancient god between heaven and earth; I know you wouldn't speak recklessly…… if it were anyone else saying this to me, I might have had them thrown out."

"Such nonsense—aren't you trying to sow discord and destroy the harmony and stability of my great Heavenly Court?"

The Heavenly Emperor felt moved, his countenance fully showing integrity, how considerate of his subordinates and officials: "All throughout the Heavenly Court are loyal and virtuous!"

"We must absolutely not, based on the words of an enemy nation's high official, carry out an unfounded internal purge!"

Di Jun spoke with conviction.

"Well…… what if I could provide some circumstantial evidence?" Dragon Ancestor laughed.

In his laughter lay boundless killing intent.

He must make Donghua die!

Donghua's existence has already seriously obstructed his Pangu process.

If he does not die, he is a shackle, blocking Dragon Ancestor's steps.

Originally, the matter need not have come to this; negotiation could have been considered.

But…… Donghua recommended the leader of the Yun cultivation practice, selecting Hongyun as successor?

Such a god, who idly eyes Dragon Ancestor's property and contends for the Great Dao, has already blatantly shown his attitude—he will not let you off even in death!

If that is the case……

"Then, please, all of you go die!"

The darkness in Dragon Ancestor's heart is like an endless abyss.

"You are all dead."

"Even if the Eastern Barbarians could still survive, with Fuxi and the phoenix as a safety net, they would still be out of the Pangu contest."

Power exists to serve the ruler.

Even if a leader who bears name, distinction, and righteousness dies, what competitiveness remains?

"Dragon Ancestor is formidable." Di Jun tugged at the corner of his mouth, sighed, "Even if I were certain Donghua is the White Emperor, that would be enough—but to actually have evidence……"

"Such ability, this emperor deeply admires it."

The Heavenly Emperor pondered, "Please, Dragon Ancestor, explain a bit to me."

"All right." Dragon Ancestor smiled and began to speak slowly.

Like this, like this.

Like that, like that.

He made long stories short and short stories long, giving a rough explanation all around.

In this, Dragon Ancestor also kept a sense of measure.

He wanted to suppress humanity's stock price so as to buy more shares and gain control, yet he had no intention of wrecking humanity—otherwise humanity would be worthless, and he'd end up trapped himself.

Dragon Ancestor had a scale in his heart.

It's enough to kill Donghua; the Eastern Barbarians, a group capable of developing into a major force to oppose the Heavenly Court and share the burden, still need to be preserved.

Di Jun listened patiently, occasionally showing a look of sudden realization.

"Ah, I see…… ah, I see!" the Heavenly Emperor clapped, "Marvelous! Marvelous!"

"Thank you, Dao Friend Dragon Ancestor…… if it weren't for you, I might have been kept in the dark by this Donghua 'White Emperor'."

"Mutual benefit, each taking what is needed…… Dao Friend Dragon Ancestor, what do you want?" Di Jun asked.

"I want Donghua's life." Dragon Ancestor said calmly, "Also, bring Hongyun along for me."

(End of chapter)