Chapter 194: Hong Zun, why aren't you making a move?

Struggling to hold onto his last breath, the Old Dragon King raised his head and looked at Long Aotian, noticing that Long Aotian's complexion was clearly off, and for a moment he panicked.

Damn it, I'm clearly not dead yet—what nonsense is this guy spouting?

Not only was the Old Dragon King dazed, but even Hong Zun and his three companions were dazed; they glanced at the Old Dragon King, who still had a breath left, then at the grief-stricken Long Aotian—what was going on?

Instantly becoming the focus of the scene, Long Aotian swept his gaze over the demon kings, his expression slightly sinking, and he spoke calmly.

"Everyone, the Dragon King is dead—killed by Hong Zun, the Peak Master of Divine Sword Peak of the Dao Yi Sect, right?"

"Holy shit."

As soon as those words were spoken, Hong Zun was the first to be stunned, staring at his sword still two inches from the Old Dragon King, his mind full of question marks.

"I really did want to kill that old dragon, that's true, but you can't just stare and spout lies—your Dragon King isn't dead yet."

"Long Aotian, what exactly are you trying to do?"

The Old Dragon King shouted even louder in anger, and after a brief stunned pause, the demon kings quickly realized that Long Aotian was attempting to seize the throne.

Such a simple matter was naturally obvious at a glance.

For a moment, among the demon kings, some remained silent while others flew into a rage.

Without a doubt, those who were enraged were the Old Dragon King's loyalists, while those who were silent were weighing how to choose.

Undoubtedly, the change of the throne represents a reshuffling of power.

And the Old Dragon King now..................

Long Aotian turned his head to look at the Old Dragon King without making a sound; facing the demon kings' gazes, the Old Dragon King, who had now understood, also shouted in anger.

"What are you looking at me for? Hurry up and break the formation to save me!"

However, these demon kings showed no reaction whatsoever; looking at the situation now, this Old Dragon King is a wreck—even if rescued, he'd be a useless dragon, and whether he could still hold onto the throne is uncertain.

If they chose to support Long Aotian right away at this moment, that would be "following the dragon's merit."

Combined with Long Aotian's strength and his prestige among the water tribe, once the Old Dragon King dies, his chance of ascending is practically nine out of ten.

Once Long Aotian ascends and becomes the new East Sea Dragon King, they will naturally rise with the tide.

In that moment, most of the demon kings had made up their minds, and their expressions changed; only a small fraction of the Old Dragon King's loyalists stared at Long Aotian with furious faces and said.

"Long Aotian, do you intend to swear to kill the king and usurp the throne, rebelling against your superiors?"

Facing this small group of loyalists, Long Aotian narrowed his eyes slightly, cold light flashing in them; since he had already done it, there was naturally no turning back.

"What are you talking about? I never killed or usurped the king—the Dragon King was clearly slain by Hong Zun; what does that have to do with me, Long Aotian?"

"You... Long Aotian, you seek to seize power and usurp the throne; we will never agree."

Saying that, this small group of loyalists immediately turned and attacked the formation; given the current situation, the only thing to do is try to rescue the Dragon King first.

Seeing this, Long Aotian naturally wouldn't give them that chance, and shouted angrily.

"To avenge the Dragon King, I swear to kill Hong Zun."

In that moment, the demon kings who had already decided all spoke up in agreement.

"To avenge the Dragon King, I swear to kill Hong Zun."

While they shouted their oath to kill Hong Zun, the actual target of their attacks was the Old Dragon King's loyalists.

Inside the formation, Hong Zun and his three companions were utterly stunned—were they really fighting themselves? There were still two layers of the formation left, yet these demon kings were actually preventing themselves from breaking it.

"Awesome, awesome..........."

Hong Zun clicked his tongue in amazement—no wonder they could do something like digging up ancestral graves; this water tribe is truly ruthless toward its own.

With only two layers of the formation remaining, to be honest, Hong Zun and his three companions don't even have absolute confidence that they can slay the Old Dragon King before the water tribe breaks the formation.

But now the water tribe is fighting among themselves—what a great ally, it makes one's scalp tingle.

Only the Old Dragon King's eyes were about to burst from their sockets; the blood from his wound, fueled by rage, poured out like there was no tomorrow.

"Long Aotian, you traitor, you traitor, you traitor—once I break free, I will definitely pull out your dragon tendons and peel off your dragon scales; I will............."

"What a bunch of bull—whether you can even walk out of this formation today is still up in the air."

But before he could finish his words, Hong Zun cut him down with a single sword strike.

"You..........."

Glareing angrily, but besides that, the Old Dragon King had no recourse—as Hong Zun said, he himself was already a doomed dragon.

The fight outside the formation didn't last long, because the numbers were vastly unequal.

Over eighty percent of the water tribe demon kings were on Long Aotian's side.

People die for wealth, and demons die for wealth too—given the Old Dragon King's pitiful state, it's obvious he's beyond saving; could he even hang himself from a tree?

A good bird chooses its tree to roost in—such a simple principle, don't you understand it yet?

So, soon, the Old Dragon King's loyalists were captured by Long Aotian and his gang.

With the battle over, attention naturally turned back to the formation and the Old Dragon King's body.

"Traitor, you now stand at the brink of a cliff; I could still let bygones be bygones, you............."

The Old Dragon King continued to curse, while Hong Zun and his three companions prepared to strike directly and finish him off.

Although the turn of events was somewhat unexpected, killing the Old Dragon King first was definitely the right move.

They had already thrust their swords forward, but Long Aotian's sudden shout completely threw Hong Zun off.

"Quickly kill this old bastard."

Those words weren't aimed at the Old Dragon King, but at Hong Zun and his three companions.

In that moment, all four turned to look at Long Aotian, "Are you sure you didn't misspeak? You want us of the Dao Yi Sect to kill your East Sea Dragon King?"

"Traitor, what are you saying? How dare you act like this............"

The Old Dragon King gritted his teeth in anger, while Hong Zun and his three companions stood frozen in place.

To be honest, we had planned everything beforehand, but we never imagined things would end up like this.

The water tribe's demon kings were begging them to kill the Old Dragon King?

Even as the four stood stunned, not knowing if they had been driven mad by anger, the Old Dragon King actually also spoke to Hong Zun.

"Hong Zun, let me out, I'll kill this traitor."

Huh???

"You fucking have a brain problem? Who am I? I'm the Peak Master of the Dao Yi Sect, Jiujian Hong Zun—can I let you out?"

But on the other side, upon hearing the Old Dragon King's words, Long Aotian also refused to be outdone and retorted.

"Hmph, you old thing still want to come out? Dream on—Hong Zun will surely kill you today."

Huh???

"Traitor, what did you say? If you've got the guts, say it again!"

"I said you will die today."

"This king has long seen that this villain harbors evil intentions; earlier I was lenient and spared your life, yet you dare to rebel against your superiors. Hong Zun, let me out—whatever you want, I'll agree to it, just let me personally kill this scoundrel."

"Heh, I already said it—you will die today, and Hong Zun will surely kill you."

"Long Aotian just wants to use Hong Zun's hand to kill the Old Dragon King, but you damn lot, saying it like this—have you even considered my feelings?"

Hong Zun's mouth twitched. Damn it, aren't you lot on the same side? Now you've made me feel like a damn outsider—who exactly wants to kill this old dragon?

Even after seeing Hong Zun still not acting after a long delay, Long Aotian directly flared up in anger.

"Hong Zun, what are you waiting for? Why haven't you acted yet?"

I'll fucking act.