Chapter 353

The various Demon Kings outside the array were attacking it like madmen, but for every layer they broke, another appeared.

The Demon Kings were all at their wits' end; just how many layers of arrays had been set up?

"What the hell, how are there still more arrays?"

"Stop talking nonsense and break the array! With so many of us, even a ninth-grade array can't stop us."

It was true that they couldn't be stopped, but the old Dragon King couldn't hold on much longer either; looking at him, he really seemed to be on the verge of death.

Even at the peak of the Demon King Realm, it is truly difficult to withstand the combined, desperate, and reckless assault of Until Hong Zun and his three companions.

"Dragon King, hold on! We're coming!"

"I can't hold on anymore."

The old Dragon King's heart had gone cold; just a second ago he had been in high spirits, so how did he end up surrounded the very next second?

Although there were dozens of aquatic Demon Kings all around, they were blocked by the array and had no way to rescue him. It was truly infuriating.

Both sides were racing against time: the aquatic race needed to break the array as quickly as possible to rescue the Dragon King, while Until Hong Zun and his three companions needed to finish off this old dragon before the aquatic race could intervene.

Over a hundred layers of arrays were still struggling to block the onslaught of so many aquatic Demon Kings.

Just as the old Dragon King's situation grew increasingly dire, finally, only three layers of the array remained.

At this moment, the aquatic Demon Kings were ecstatic, and the old Dragon King saw hope; like a drowning man clutching at a straw, he unleashed his final remaining strength.

To see a glimmer of hope for survival right before death caused the old Dragon King to regain his confidence, and he even launched a counterattack against the combined force of Until Hong Zun and his three companions.

"Haha, Until Hong Zun, the gap in strength cannot be bridged by mere schemes and tricks."

"Even if you exhaust all your methods, so what? Before the absolute strength of my aquatic race, you are still vulnerable. The one who laughs last will be me."

Watching the old Dragon King, who suddenly seemed to have a burst of renewed vitality, Until Hong Zun, Qingshi, Zhang Tianzhen, and Fairy Baihua were all stunned.

What is wrong with this old Dragon King? Was he scared silly before death? You're about to die, so what are you being so smug about?

However, the four of them had no time to pay attention to him right now; a stupid dragon, let's just finish him off first.

The old Dragon King was naturally happy that the three layers of arrays couldn't stop the aquatic Demon Kings; since the dozens of layers before had been broken, these mere three layers were nothing more than a splash of water.

"Break the array quickly, and join me in slaying Until Hong Zun!"

He was roaring in anger, but before his voice had even faded, he heard the Demon Kings outside the array cry out in shock.

"What the hell, a Saint-grade array..."

"Damn it, how can it be a Saint-grade array? Fuck!"

Arrays, elixirs, weapons, and talismans—after the ninth grade comes the Saint grade.

Don't look at it as just a one-grade difference; the gap between the two is immense. Moreover, looking across the entire Eastern Continent, there don't seem to be any Saint-grade array masters or alchemists in existence.

This resulted in anything reaching the Saint grade within the Eastern Continent being extremely precious and rare.

The Demon Kings were fast at breaking ninth-grade arrays, but breaking a Saint-grade array was different; it was much slower.

For a moment, the Demon Kings were depressed, and the old Dragon King was dumbfounded.

The hope for survival he had just seen was instantly shattered at this moment.

And before he could think further, Until Hong Zun and his three companions had already arrived; this time, he was truly in a dead end.

Until Hong Zun struck first, his sword landing on the old Dragon King's back, slicing away a large patch of dragon scales and causing the old Dragon King to howl in pain.

The Demon Kings outside the array were also furious at the sight.

"Damn you, Until Hong Zun! If you dare to kill our East Sea Dragon King, our aquatic race will not let you go; we will hunt you to the ends of the earth!"

Hearing this, Until Hong Zun raised an eyebrow and, without a word, thrust his sword into the old Dragon King's body again, even giving it a fierce twist that tore away a large chunk of flesh.

This time, the Demon Kings were completely unsettled; their eyes turned blood-red, and they were truly panicked.

"Damn it!"

"Until Hong Zun, how dare you!"

"Until Hong Zun, I think we can talk about this. At worst, our aquatic race will just withdraw our troops."

"Withdraw? You'd better just wait to collect this old dragon's corpse."

Until Hong Zun ignored them completely. Withdraw now? Are you joking? Do I need you to withdraw?

Beside him, Qingshi also suddenly cursed, but not at the Demon Kings—at Until Hong Zun.

"Collect a corpse, my ass! Can we give this to them?"

"Oh, right, right, right. Can't give it to them. This thing needs to be taken back; it should make good soup."

Watching the two of them talk while continuing to hack away, the Demon Kings felt their hearts dripping blood; that was their Dragon King!

Growing increasingly anxious, just as the Demon Kings were desperately trying to break the array, no one noticed that two Demon Kings of the Flood Dragon clan had subtly stopped their attack. One of them said:

"Brother, this is a good opportunity."

Hmm???

"What do you mean?"

"The Dragon King is finished, brother."

Hearing this, the other Flood Dragon King was puzzled.

"I know that, that's why we're breaking the array, aren't we?"

"Brother, how can you be so stupid? If the Dragon King dies, wouldn't you be the new Dragon King? This is a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity!"

Hearing his younger brother's words, Long Aotian's eyes lit up, but he quickly fell into conflict.

His strength was second only to the old Dragon King, and he held high prestige within the aquatic race. If something were to happen to the old Dragon King, he was indeed the most likely candidate to inherit the throne.

It's just that the Dragon King had treated him well; would doing this be disloyal?

Seeing Long Aotian hesitate, his brother urged him anxiously.

"Brother, this is a perfect opportunity; if you miss it, it's gone! Besides, the dragon was killed by the Dao Yi Sect; what does that have to do with you? You are just following the will of heaven."

"Why can't the East Sea Dragon King be you, brother?"

Who doesn't have ambition? Who wants to be the eternal second-in-command? Especially with someone whispering in his ear, Long Aotian was soon tempted.

He cast a faint, lingering gaze at the old Long Wang, who was already on the verge of death within the array, the flame in his eyes burning ever brighter.

"A once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity. The dragon was killed by the Dao Yi Sect; what does that have to do with me, Long Aotian..."

With his brother's words echoing in his ears, Long Aotian's ambition was completely awakened, and the look in his eyes changed entirely.

That's right, why can't the East Sea Dragon King be me, Long Aotian?

Suddenly, the Demon Kings, who were still frantically attacking the array and had already broken one layer of the Saint-grade array, heard a mournful cry.

"Dragon King! You died so miserably!"

Huh? Huh? Huh?

Instantly, the Demon Kings were all stunned, turning their heads in disbelief to look at Long Aotian. What was this supposed to mean? The Dragon King clearly still had a breath left!

Even the old Dragon King inside the array heard this and let out a loud shout to prove he was still alive.

"I am still alive! Hurry up and save me, damn it!"

However, under the gaze of the Demon Kings, Long Aotian wore a look of deep sorrow.

"The Dragon King has fallen. It is our incompetence that we could not save him."

"Long Aotian, what the hell are you trying to do?"