Chapter 956: It actually took a turn for the better

Long Aotian said proudly, not noticing that Long Zhantian, who was standing in front of him, was shaking with anger.

"You... you actually dug up the Water Tribe's ancestral graves?"

He asked through gritted teeth. Hearing this, Long Aotian looked up at Long Zhantian, and seeing his red eyes, he said helplessly.

"Brother, I was forced to do this. If I didn't dig them up, the Dao Yi Sect would have. At least now, the remains of the ancestors are still in our hands."

"Then where did you put the ancestors?"

"Wutian Abyss. It's absolutely safe there; the Dao Yi Sect can't harm the ancestors in the slightest."

"What did you say?"

He had already been suppressing his anger, but hearing that Long Aotian had actually placed the ancestors in the Wutian Abyss, Long Zhantian completely broke down.

Yes, the Wutian Abyss is very safe, and the Dao Yi Sect couldn't possibly go inside.

But what about us? Damn, what do we do when we want to pay respects? We can't get in either.

Looking at Long Aotian in front of him, Long Zhantian was completely furious.

"Since I came out of seclusion, you have been terrified of the Dao Yi Sect. When I broke the array, you refused to attack with full force. Afterward, instead of retreating, you advanced, migrating all the Water Tribe to the deep sea."

"That's fine, but now? You even dug up your own ancestral graves and threw the ancestors into the Wutian Abyss. Tell me, with such actions, how will you face our Water Tribe ancestors in the future?"

"I just don't understand, is a Dao Yi Sect enough to scare you like this?"

Long Zhantian roared angrily. Hearing this, Long Aotian's face also turned gloomy. He was the Long Wang now; even if Long Zhantian was his brother, speaking to him like this was disrespectful.

"Brother, watch your attitude. And, the Dao Yi Sect is far from as simple as you think. I did this for the entire Water Tribe."

But to this, Long Zhantian naturally didn't believe it. As a Long Wang, to be this cowardly was simply a disgrace.

"Heh, not simple? Could it be that our Water Tribe is afraid of his Dao Yi Sect?"

"Brother, you were in seclusion before and don't understand many things."

"I'm not listening. Long Aotian, you are afraid of the Dao Yi Sect, but I am not. You don't dare to fight the Dao Yi Sect, right? Then I will. Our East Sea Water Tribe has more than hundreds of millions; how could we be afraid of his Dao Yi Sect?"

After speaking, without waiting for Long Aotian to reply, Long Zhantian turned and left directly.

Watching Long Zhantian's back, Long Aotian sighed helplessly. His brother didn't understand the Dao Yi Sect at all.

He thought Long Zhantian was just in a fit of anger, but who would have thought that Long Zhantian, who left the Dragon Palace, would quickly summon a group of Demon Kings he was familiar with.

And he said bluntly.

"Everyone, the Dao Yi Sect is bullying us too much. Do we have to continue to endure this?"

"This..."

Hearing this, the Demon Kings all showed hesitation; the shadow the Dao Yi Sect had cast over them was truly too great.

But Long Zhantian didn't care about this and still said loudly.

"If our strength is truly not as good as others, then I have nothing to say. But now, without even fighting, are we going to admit defeat?"

"Are you willing to watch the Dao Yi Sect act recklessly in the East Sea without any scruples?"

"Are you planning to hide in this dark deep sea for the rest of your lives?"

"Are you willing to hand over everything the ancestors left behind to others?"

Long Zhantian questioned them one after another, and every question made the faces of the Demon Kings change a few times.

They were naturally unwilling. Who would want to give up their former home and hide in this deep sea?

Who could endure not being able to protect their own ancestral graves and having to flee with their tails between their legs?

As Demon Kings, who wasn't a proud person? And under Long Zhantian's influence, the blood in some Demon Kings' hearts was gradually awakened.

Watching the slowly changing expressions of the Demon Kings, Long Zhantian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. As long as there was still blood, it was good.

Originally, as the number one Demon King of the Water Tribe, Long Zhantian's prestige in the Water Tribe was not low.

If it weren't for his seclusion, after the old Long Wang died, it might not have been Long Aotian who sat on the Long Wang's throne.

It was precisely because Long Zhantian was away that Long Aotian had enough time to make arrangements and win over people's hearts.