Chapter 518: Ambush and Backstab

The Dao Yi Sect is ready here, while the water tribe, under the command of the three ancestors, has gathered its forces and the demon kings are marching mightily toward the coast.

A dense crowd—this time the water tribe has come out in full force.

The three ancestors' plan is simple: they don't need to win, but at least they want to show the water tribe's might.

However, during the march, Long Aotian quietly gathered his die‑hard followers around him.

Since he could sit on the Dragon King's throne, Long Aotian naturally had some confidants; at this moment, more than ten demon kings were gathered beside him.

Those ten or so demon kings all looked at Long Aotian in shock and said.

"Dragon King, are we really going to do this?"

"If the ancestors find out, we definitely won't survive."

It turns out Long Aotian had just told them that when the fight starts, they should not act rashly but look for a chance to escape, avoid entangling with the Dao Yi Sect, and then head straight for Bei Zhou.

Isn't this betraying the three ancestors?

You should know that although the three ancestors are usually in seclusion, their prestige among the water tribe is still high.

So upon hearing this, even though they are Long Aotian's confidants, they were still shocked.

But regarding this, Long Aotian spoke calmly.

"After this battle, do you think there will still be ancestors? They are pushing our water tribe toward utter ruin."

Long Aotian was certain that after this battle the water tribe would suffer a crushing defeat, and the three ancestors would likely meet with more misfortune than fortune.

So, leave the East Sea and head for Bei Zhou—there's no delay.

Although the three ancestors' emergence prevents Long Aotian from taking the whole water tribe to Bei Zhou, he can at least bring part of it, which counts as leaving a spark for his East Sea water tribe.

For the East Sea water tribe, Long Aotian has really done too much—who can understand his resentment?

Hearing this, the demon kings all fell into silence.

The army marched on and soon reached the coastal area; from afar, many water tribe members saw their fellow tribesmen bound there.

It was none other than Long Zhan Tian and his group.

"He is the War King."

A water tribe member spoke up, and the water tribe's three ancestors naturally saw this scene, their eyes filling with killing intent as they shouted angrily.

"Despicable and shameless."

As for the demon kings behind them, they frowned slightly—this clearly indicated a problem; perhaps there was an ambush all around.

They did not act rashly; the water tribe demon kings carefully surveyed their surroundings.

But just because they could stay calm doesn't mean the lower‑rank water tribe could.

Originally, the demon race lacks the discipline of the human race.

Moreover, among Long Zhan Tian and the water tribe, many are brothers, sons, daughters, or even parents of these water tribe members.

Seeing this, many water tribe members could not hold back and immediately rushed forward.

"Big brother, I'm coming to save you."

"Third brother, wait for me—second brother has arrived."

When someone moved, the formation instantly fell apart, and more and more water tribe members wanted to charge forward to rescue them.

In response, the water tribe demon kings tried to stop them, shouting loudly.

"Don't move—this is a trick of the Dao Yi Sect."

"Stop."

However, it was obvious that few water tribe members would listen; as these water tribe members rushed in to save their kin, upon entering the trap zone the trap was instantly triggered.

Talisman seals and formation disks shot up beams of light; as the bait—Long Zhan Tian and the water tribe—saw this, their eyes nearly burst with fury.

They naturally knew what had been set up around here and how many traps there were.

Describing it as insane would not be an exaggeration, but they could not move or speak; even if they wanted to warn others, they were helpless.

They could only watch helplessly as many water tribe members were devoured by the talisman seals and formations.

They fell for the trap right away; before the water tribe could react, Yu Mo and his two companions appeared in the air, and with a casual palm strike a large swath of the water tribe was cut down.

Seeing Yu Mo and his companions act, the water tribe's three ancestors lost their fighting spirit and immediately charged at the three.

"Yu Mo, you're asking for death."

Three versus three—who fears whom? But just as the water tribe's three ancestors rushed up to Yu Mo and his companions, space was suddenly sealed.

Then, beside the three, Yinli Shan, Jiang Shan, and Peng Yun appeared.

Looking at them, the water tribe's three ancestors were dumbfounded—how could there be so many Great Saint Realm experts? Even a Ghost Emperor is present!

Keke..........

Grinning, they said nothing more; Yu Mo and his six companions attacked at once, turning the original three‑versus‑three into six‑versus‑three.

At that moment, the water tribe's three ancestors felt as if they had been screwed over.

Damn it, why does the Dao Yi Sect have six Great Saints? Aren't Jiang Shan and Peng Yun supposed to be elders of the Qing Yun Sect?

They had countless questions, but now it seemed no one could answer them.

Besides their doubts, the water tribe's three ancestors were furious to the extreme, all feeling that Long Aotian had deceived them.

Damn it, the Dao Yi Sect has so many Great Saint Realm elders—why didn't you say so earlier? If you had, we would have gone to Bei Zhou together with you.

But Long Aotian is also innocent; he didn't know this either—weren't Jiang Shan and Peng Yun supposed to be dead?

If that were the case, it would be fine, but absentmindedly, one of the water tribe ancestors glanced at the battlefield below and instantly felt dizzy.

All that could be seen was that within the original water tribe army, a sizable unit had actually turned tail and fled.

That unit was no one else—it was none other than Long Aotian and his confidants.

Although the demon kings had been hesitant, after Jiang Shan, Peng Yun, and Yinli Shan appeared, their hesitation instantly turned into laughter.

In their hearts there was only one thought: their own three ancestors were most likely dead.

For a moment, Long Aotian became immeasurably tall in their hearts; it turned out that the one who remained clear-headed all along was the Dragon King himself.

And the scalp‑tingling Long Aotian, without hesitation, immediately spoke in a deep voice.

"Go."

This time, the demon kings' speed was incredibly swift; before their words even fell, each one had already summoned their subordinates, following Long Aotian, and swiftly fled the battlefield.

As for the route, Long Aotian had naturally planned it long ago.

But their departure only made the already disadvantaged water clan suffer even more, adding insult to injury.

The three old ancestors watched, their eyes nearly bursting with fury, roaring again and again.

"Long Aotian, what are you trying to do? Are you rebelling?"

"Come back, get lost and come back."

"Long Aotian, you are a disgrace to our water clan; this emperor will not let you off."

It's a pity that the three old ancestors' roars got no response at all; if it were before, Long Aotian would never have dared to defy the ancestors' wishes.

But now, you three old things who are about to die, still say this to this king?

Without even looking back, they ran off in a puff of smoke; this maneuver left not only the water clan, but even the Dao Yi Sect, completely bewildered.

Qi Xiong, Hong Zun, Qing Shi, and the others watched the group of Long Aotian fleeing into the distance, as Qin Shan Hai asked.

"Should we chase?"