Chapter 1138

The three patriarchs of Qingtian Holy Land lived a miserable life.

It was fine that the Demon Race despised them; earlier, as the Demon Race's strength plummeted, the three thought they saw hope.

After all, the pressure from the five demon emperors on them had greatly diminished.

They originally thought they could gradually control the Demon Race, as human traitors, and become its rulers.

Then they would look for an opportunity to return and slaughter the Three Holy Lands, taking back everything.

But who would have thought that Heaven's Way went mad and actually went all-in?

That all-in left the three dumbfounded—so much merit power—what are you doing, Heaven's Way? Can we still live?

Yet they received not a shred of merit power.

That aside, later developments also caught the three completely off guard.

The Stone Tribe had betrayed at some unknown time, but as for the Demon Race, the three were certain it had not betrayed.

This must be a Human Race scheme; unfortunately, the Ancient Tribe, Barbarian Tribe, and Undying Race—each of them utterly stupid—failed to see through it.

Afterward, the three had also considered going to explain to the three tribes' patriarchs, hoping to rebuild the alliance.

But before they could act, the three tribes' patriarchs actually surrendered.

Damn, can you be any softer? Saying surrender and just surrendering—no backbone at all?

Faced with the surrendering three tribes, the three patriarchs of Qingtian Holy Land naturally could not go to them voluntarily.

Even an idiot could guess that going over now would be actively handing them merit.

They probably would appear in the Human Race's ancestral land the next second.

In a dilemma, the three finally decided to give it their all; for now, this was the only option.

First, rescue the many strong ones of the Demon Race; only then could there be a chance to turn the tide.

Although the Demon Race had long suppressed them, there was no choice; now they could only stand with the Demon Race.

So the three sneaked into the Human Race's ancestral land, hoping to take advantage of the Human Race's lack of preparation to rescue the Demon Race's strong ones.

But when the three arrived and saw the Luck Power Golden Dragon coiling above the Human Race's ancestral land, they were stunned for a moment.

Damn, is that an ancient giant dragon? How can it be so huge?

Having lived a lifetime, the three had never seen such a huge Luck Power Golden Dragon—it was simply outrageous.

The dragon's body had coiled several times around the Human Race's ancestral land; a single dragon head resembled the stars and sun, oppressive.

"What do we do now?"

One asked; hearing this, the other two glanced at the Luck Power Golden Dragon and gritted their teeth, saying.

"Follow the plan."

"Good."

Now the three have no retreat—either succeed or wait to die.

The Human Race obviously would not let them go; only by rescuing the Demon Race's strong ones and continuing to rely on the Demon Race could they possibly continue to contend with the Human Race.

After exchanging a glance, the three sneaked toward the Human Race's ancestral land.

The three possessed Human Race bloodlines and cultivated Human Race techniques, although Heaven's Way no longer acknowledges their Human Race identity.

But the ancestral land and the Luck Power Golden Dragon lack sentience, so the three had a chance to slip in unnoticed.

As long as they seize the opportunity and rescue the Demon Race's strong ones, the three's plan will be considered successful.

Along the way, the three acted with extreme caution, daring not to relax in the slightest.

As they drew nearer to the ancestral land, the three's speed also grew slower.

Infiltration is the most crucial step of the plan; it must be flawless, for if the Human Race discovers them early, the plan will fail.

Along the way, they encountered no trouble; the Human Race's defenses seemed not too high.

"That's normal; now that the Human Race is at its zenith, they naturally look down on everyone."

"But this is good news for us; the more lax the Human Race, the higher our chance of success."

"That's right."

Faced with the Human Race's lax defenses, the three secretly felt delighted.

What we want is your laxity; if you aren't lax, we still have little confidence.

Thus, the three slowly approached the ancestral land.

They had thought everything would be fine, but no one expected that, as the three had just infiltrated the outskirts of the ancestral land,

one Qingtian Holy Land patriarch had just taken a step when, the next second, he felt the sky darken.

"Huh???"

"Why did the sky go dark? This person felt it strange—what does it mean for the sky to suddenly go dark for no reason?"

Suspiciously looking up, at once the Qingtian Holy Land patriarch's eyes widened and his mind exploded with a boom.

Only then did they see a huge dragon's head appear above their heads at some point, staring fixedly at the three.

"Luck Power Golden Dragon? Why is it appearing here?"

"Maybe a coincidence."

Not expecting the Luck Power Golden Dragon to appear suddenly, the three dared not move at first, but then thought it must be a coincidence that it appeared here.

After all, everyone knows the Luck Power Golden Dragon lacks sentience; it is merely a manifestation of Luck Power.

In other words, it undoubtedly floats above the ancestral land, nothing strange about it.

Thinking this, the three secretly breathed a sigh of relief, self-mocking in their hearts.

"I'm really nervous—I was startled by the Luck Power Golden Dragon."

"Even if the Luck Power Golden Dragon sees us, what can it do? It's just a senseless dead thing."

Having confirmed that no Human Race strong ones were nearby, the three gradually relaxed and continued moving toward the Human Race's ancestral land.

As for the Luck Power Golden Dragon above their heads, the three of them completely paid no attention to it; what could that Luck Power Golden Dragon do? It's just a mass of Luck Power.

But the three of them never expected that, with just a single step forward, a heaven-shaking dragon's roar would sound from above their heads.

Huh???

As soon as that sound appeared, the three were struck as if by lightning, completely stunned.

Their hearts churned; this damn Luck Power Golden Dragon can actually call out?

Since the three of them weren't present before, they naturally didn't know that the Human Race's Luck Power Golden Dragon had undergone some indescribable changes; anyway, it was very strange.

At that moment, hearing the sound emitted by the Luck Power Golden Dragon, the three were completely dumbfounded.

Why would this Luck Power Golden Dragon call out? Damn, how could it possibly call?

You damn well aren't a real dragon, just Luck Power—what the hell are you yelling about?

And with the roar of the Luck Power Golden Dragon, the Human Race side was naturally alarmed, already sensing several auras rushing rapidly toward this place.

At this moment, the three ancestors of Qingtian Holy Land could be described as ashen-faced; despite all their calculations and precautions, they never expected to end up defeated by the Luck Power Golden Dragon.

Gazing ice-coldly at the huge dragon head above them, the three felt their teeth itch with hatred.

They wished they could chop it to pieces with a single blade.

You damn well, instead of properly being a Luck Power Golden Dragon, you're just yelling nonsense—and so loudly.

Now you've done it, you've drawn everyone over, haven't you? This Luck Power Golden Dragon is simply sick.