Chapter 575: Battle the Heavenly Realm Dragon Demon, Summon the Dragon King into the World

The originally deathly silent great hall was left with only the Crown Prince of the Ke family's heavy breathing, rising and falling like rolling thunder.

Shen Yi's current behavior, if transplanted to Xian Sect, would be equivalent to slaughtering their Dao Child and then slapping the severed head in their Sect Master's face.

Although the several Sect Masters sat quietly, the long robes on their bodies all swayed slightly — this was the sign of mobilizing their Qi.

Even they had not expected that this banquet would end before it had even begun.

Ever since entering the hall, every single move of Shen Zongzhu had exceeded the imagination of those around him.

As if in the other's eyes, the South Long Gong was not some transcendent great entity on par with the Qizi, but rather an existence that could be bullied at will.

But clearly, the Crown Prince of the Ke family did not think so.

A moment later, this somewhat aged dragon demon slowly straightened his body. He stared indifferently into Shen Yi's eyes, actually ceased his heavy breathing, nodded gently, and responded softly: "That's right, precisely this."

He turned around, looked toward the Sect Masters of the various Yu Nanhong Qizi, his emotions swiftly returning to calm, and said seriously: "No wonder all of you have gathered at my South Long Gong today, and are so frank — you must have already prepared an explanation to give this Palace."

At these words, even Qi Zhaoyi looked over with a slightly startled expression.

As the dignified Crown Prince of the Long Gong, how could he endure this?

The Sect Masters exchanged glances, did not respond, and instead collectively turned their gazes toward Shen Yi on the main seat.

Since the other party could make such a move, he must have already had a plan in mind.

The Yu Nanhong Qizi were humiliated and forced to strike back — no matter where one said it, they held the moral high ground, and had not broken the covenant originally made between the East Dragon King and the other forces.

But now, taking the initiative and giving others a handle, while the Ke family adopts such a reasonable posture — on the surface it hands the initiative to the Yu Nanhong Qizi, but in reality it makes things quite tricky.

"Huu."

The Crown Prince of the Ke family let out a long breath, his face beneath the crown beads shifting between dark and light: "What do you all mean by your silence? Killing my clansmen without cause — does this Palace not deserve an explanation?"

He did indeed want to take down the Yu Nanhong Qizi, but absolutely not in this passive situation, hastily starting a war within the South Long Gong.

That side had already produced a Qi Zhaoyi, and the West Long Gong had not even truly declared its stance. There was still much aid he could draw upon — today was merely a probe.

To put it bluntly, even if today, with his father king's help, he managed to keep a few Yu Nanhong Qizi Sect Masters here.

That Dao Body comparable to a spiritual treasure condensing the essence of heaven and earth — could it possibly fall into his own mouth? After fighting to the death, in the end he would merely help his father king advance another step, while he himself continued being a Crown Prince, playing at being this titular South Lord?

Only by letting Qi Zhaoyi thoroughly wade into the muddy waters of Yu Nanhong, dragging the West Long Gong in, and borrowing the power of West Hong to cut down the Yu Nanhong Qizi, could he obtain the greatest benefit.

What needed to be done now was to bite down hard on this Sect Master of General Nanyang.

To turn the enmity between the South Long Gong and the Qizi into enmity between his Ke family and the General Nanyang Sect.

As everyone knew, the South Long Gong was the most reasonable of all!

Just like last time, when the seventh nephew ambushed and killed the Dao Child of Tianjian Sect — being in the wrong, the sixth brother could only watch helplessly as his wife and children were slaughtered and his entire clan wiped out.

It couldn't be that the South Long Gong observes the rules, while the Qizi can do whatever they please.

If they were truly this domineering, there would be no need for the South Long Gong to act at all — plenty of people would be willing to suppress this force attempting to re-emerge.

"……"

Ji Jingxi had clearly seen through this Crown Prince's intentions. The other party clearly wanted to incite the dissatisfaction of the other Sect Masters toward Shen Yi — after all, the other party truly had not consulted with anyone beforehand.

These petty tricks were actually useless, but listening to them was really annoying.

Today's banquet shall end here.

Thinking this, she slowly rose to her feet, just about to say something, when she saw Shen Yi still lazily leaning against the throne, gently shaking his head.

Ji Jingxi fell silent for a moment. Though she did not understand, she still sat back down.

Ye Jiu curiously looked toward Shen Yi, wanting to know how the other party would respond to the Crown Prince of the Ke family's questioning. As the Sect Master of Tianjian Sect, he, Ye Mouren, hated this kind of verbal wrangling the most—in the past, these matters were all handled by Old Man Qin.

Under the gaze of everyone, Shen Yi sat up slightly straighter, looking down at the many dragon sons and dragon grandsons below whose faces were full of humiliation and eyes brimming with killing intent.

His fingertip lightly tapped the armrest of the throne, his gaze casually turning toward the Crown Prince of the Ke family, his voice clear as he said: "What explanation do you want? I'll give it to you."

It was clearly a very normal tone, but the faint hint of superiority that leaked through gave this response a slight flavor of bestowing a favor.

"Heh—"

Beneath his splendid robes, the Crown Prince of the Ke family's broad shoulders trembled almost imperceptibly.

The dragon claws hidden within his sleeves gripped even tighter.

This junior, relying on Ye Jiu and Ji Jingxi protecting him on either side, plus the empty reputation of that General Nanyang Sect Master, had, upon their first meeting, not put the South Long Gong in his eyes at all.

Does the other party truly think it is still a hundred thousand years ago?

"Then... this Palace shall first thank the Sect Master of General Nanyang."

The crown beads swayed apart, the Crown Prince of the Ke family cracked open his mouth, his back to the figure, letting out a hoarse low laugh.

Those fierce, baleful eyes of his slowly swept over the many of his own kind, then suddenly roared: "A blood debt repaid in blood — the supreme principle of heaven and earth. Which of you is willing to debate this reasoning with the Sect Master of General Nanyang? Life or death aside — cut down my blood foe for my Long Gong!"

"Anyone?!"

Amidst this roar, the many dragon sons all instinctively averted their gazes.

The fourth grandson Ke was even more eager to hide himself entirely behind others. As for the youngest among the dragon sons, the Sixth Prince, although his eyes were blood-red, he could only stand resentfully in place — with strength merely comparable to Bai Yujing, he had no qualification to participate in this matter at all.

Only the Second Prince, clad in armor, after noticing the Crown Prince's subtle signal, stepped coldly into the center of the hall and slowly cupped his fist: "Reporting to Your Highness, I would like to try."

After breaking through a realm, what he wanted most was to make a stunning debut.

Today was a very good opportunity.

Whether the place or the opponent, none could be more fitting.

"Good..."

The Crown Prince of the Ke family steadied his breathing. His seemingly furious eyes were, in truth, calmer than at any other moment.

This kind of matter was naturally most secure if he took the field himself.

But he had become famous too early, was watched closely by the Yu Nanhong Qizi, and his cultivation comparable to the mid-stage of the Heavenly Realm was known to all. These Sect Masters would absolutely not agree, and that boy from General Nanyang would certainly back down.

Only his own brother's recent breakthrough — apart from the South Long Gong, absolutely no one else knew.

The Crown Prince of the Ke family slowly turned around, once again looking toward the handsome young man on the main seat, and said word by word: "This is the explanation this Palace wants. I wonder... does the Sect Master of General Nanyang dare to give it?"

Many Sect Masters and Dao Children all furrowed their brows tightly.

The Ke family's Second Prince had long ago been a demon clan member comparable to a perfected Earth Realm cultivator; it was just that his elder brother had been born far earlier than him, making his strength far greater, and back then the Seven Sons of Yu Nanhong were at the height of their fame, which was why he had little presence.

"Tch."

Just at this moment, a contemptuous laugh rang out within the hall.

Ye Jiu lowered his eyes slightly, the corners of his lips rising uncontrollably; he had no idea what was going through that Crown Prince of the Ke family's dog-brain, today the Seven Sect Masters of Yu Nanhong had gathered together, arriving for the banquet with overwhelming momentum — could it possibly be to fight alone?

Just a few words and he wants to pin down the likes of us? Does he really think that after these cultivators of ours achieved Dao Merging, they've all turned into rigid fools?

Ye Jiu had never expected to truly be able to slaughter the two Yellow Sha Poison Dragons today, after all, this was right in front of the Dragon Lair, but if there was a chance to satisfy his itch for a fight, he was more than happy to do so.

Yet the next moment, Ye Jiu's smile stiffened for an instant, and he glanced toward the main seat in surprise.

He saw Shen Yi quietly listen to the Crown Prince of the Ke family's words, then nod: "Good."

Such an expression, combined with the way the Crown Prince of the Ke family stood with his hands at his sides before him, made the earlier strange flavor of bestowment grow several shades stronger.

Just like an emperor of the mortal world, bestowing a reward upon his most valued minister.

"..."

Clearly everything was proceeding according to his own plan, but the Crown Prince of the Ke family stared at that Bai Xi face of the youth, and no matter what could not feel happy about it.

Shen Yi leaned back once more, and crooked a finger slightly toward the Second Prince below: "Come."

As this motion fell, the hall once again fell into Tianyan Siji.

Several Sect Masters had never imagined that Shen Yi would agree so readily.

It was as if the other party had not heard the words "life or death be damned."

The Lingyun Sect Master suddenly glared toward his fellow senior and junior brothers beside him, completely unable to understand what Junior Sister Ji and Ye Jiu were doing — standing on the left and right as wooden stakes?

For something like this, they don't speak up to dissuade him? They don't take the lead in turning hostile? They just watch with wide eyes as Shen Zongzhu does as he pleases?!

Deng Xiangjun was silent for a moment, then quietly shook her head, signaling the Lingyun Sect Master to be quiet.

Although she had not seen it with her own eyes, Shen Zongzhu did indeed possess very bizarre battle records; that An Tingfeng was likewise a long-famous perfected Earth Realm great demon, and even if he was not as strong as the Ke family's Second Prince, he absolutely would not be much weaker.

Their own junior brother simply valued Shen Zongzhu too highly, unwilling to let the other party bear the slightest risk, that was all.

But as long as one had even a little contact with Shen Zongzhu, one would understand that this young man was simply not the sort of delicate cultivator who had grown up under meticulous protection; even if you built him a house and put up a shed for him, this boy would unhesitatingly tear down the house and destroy the shed, and charge headlong into the wind and rain outside without looking back.

"You remember this well!"

Just at this moment, the blood-red-eyed Sixth Prince in the hall finally spoke, staring fixedly at Shen Yi: "What is meant by... accepting defeat gracefully!"

Back then, the Heavenly Sword Sect had used those very four words to trample heavily on his spine, forcibly pinning him to the ground, making him personally witness the tragic deaths of his wife and children.

Today, within the Bluestone Long Gong, right under their father's watchful eye, it was time to let the Seven Sons of Yu Nanhong taste this flavor as well!

"..."

The Ke family's Second Prince gazed at the youth's slender fingertips, the indifference on his face gradually fading, replaced by a thread of cold, cruel smile.

He set his pace, walking toward that main seat.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The footsteps within the silent great hall were like war drums.

With every step he took, the aura around him grew denser by a fraction; the total distance of less than twenty steps was covered in an instant.

At the moment when the shadow cast by his towering figure completely swallowed Shen Yi.

That majestic demon force had already caused every cultivator in the hall to change color; the Dao Sons' faces instantly flushed crimson, and even as those closest to the Dao Merging Sect Masters, they rarely faced such a vast aura head-on — it made the qi and blood within their Dao physiques surge, nearly spilling from their mouths and noses.

Deng Xiangjun also abruptly pushed herself up: "Heaven Realm?!"

"Move!" The Lingyun Sect Master nearly fainted from fury; these bastards had learned absolutely nothing from the lessons of Zhu Shixiong Qin and Xuan Qing back then — all these years had truly been lived on dogs.

With Ji Jingxi and Ye Jiu's cultivation, there was no need for his reminder; in an instant they had already reacted.

Yet the Crown Prince of the Ke family had at some unknown point already blocked himself in front of Ye Jiu; the abundant dragon qi within the great hall turned his eyes into a resplendent gold, and Ji Jingxi likewise had her qi locked onto by Qi Zhaoyi in the span of a breath.

These two old dragons had endured in silence for so long, and now the sinister smiles finally surfaced on their faces.

They had no need to defeat these two Heaven Realm cultivators; if they could merely block them for a little while, it would be enough for matters over there to be settled.

"Heh! Heh!"

Qi Zhaoyi burst into wild laughter; after waiting so long, he had finally gotten to see this good show.

The Ke family's Second Prince knew well that the opportunity was hard to come by, and without the slightest hesitation raised his arm, clenched his fist — the motion was utterly simple, done in one fluid stroke!

Without any technique, the crimson demon force instantly erupted, emitting piercing shrieks one after another, like rampaging evil ghosts, like rolling waves that shook the entire Bluestone Palace violently.

The Bluestone Palace stood above the Dragon Lair; under the protection of those dragon qi, its stability was beyond description, and since the time of Hongze itself, it had stood without falling.

To be able to cause it such a change was enough to show how ferocious that punch was.

"Thanks to the General Nanyang Sect Master, for giving this seat this opportunity."

The Ke family's Second Prince murmured, watching the General Nanyang white robe flutter wildly amid the demon force, the figure enveloped within appearing so thin and frail, like a single skiff in a raging storm, about to be smashed to pieces in the next instant!

Qi Zhaoyi's laughter rang through the great hall, so grating.

Yet it came to an abrupt halt in an instant.

The entire great hall stopped shaking, and the rampaging demon force also fell silent.

Five slender fingers rested upon the Ke family's Second Prince's fist, and everything returned to calm.

Beneath the slightly swaying strands of hair, Shen Yi still leaned back on the throne; he calmly gazed at that somewhat dazed dragon face before him, the corners of his lips curving upward, revealing neat teeth — clearly an extremely clean smile, yet for some unknown reason it made one feel a chill in the heart.

He replied softly: "You're welcome."

Before his words had faded, the five slender fingers suddenly pressed down; within the stunned gazes of all, the dragon-scale-covered sharp claw belonging to that Heaven Realm great demon actually emitted a teeth-grinding crack, the claw bone instantly caved in — no one knew what state it had shattered into.

"Roar!"

The Ke family's Second Prince opened his bloody maw, letting out a howl of agony and ferocity.

He instinctively tried to pull his hand back, only to discover that the five fingers resting on his fist had become unimaginably heavy.

The Second Prince stared forward in panic, his pupils contracting.

At this moment, endless azure waves spread out like the heavens, and the youth before him sat steady, like a divine mountain guarding the palace, impossible to shake in the slightest!

This scene fell into everyone's eyes.

Even Ji Jingxi, who had spent the most time with Shen Yi, shifted her gaze from Qi Zhaoyi to the direction of the main seat.

She stared intently at the young man in the General Nanyang white robe, lowered her palm that held the moonlight, and her expression gradually grew complex.

Ji Jingxi believed Shen Yi could not possibly meet such a simple end.

It was not because she knew what abilities the other possessed, but simply because she felt Shen Yi was absolutely not a rash child.

She just did not expect that her own Shen Zongzhu could accept this fist from a Heaven Realm great demon beast with such a composed posture.

It was simply... hard to believe.

"Hiss."

Lingyun Zongzhu instinctively drew in a breath, his body freezing in place for a moment.

A moment later, he somewhat inappropriately scratched his withered white hair, which, paired with his dazed expression, made him look slightly ridiculous.

Meanwhile, on the main seat, faint red mist surged in Shen Yi's eyes; it was a killing intent so pure and extreme that it contained no extraneous elements.

The Ten Calamities Blood God Great Art, though only at the entry level and far inferior to the Divine Peak Suppresses the Blue Sky, was still quite effective against a dragon demon beast that had just broken through a realm.

In the great hall paved with green stones, wisps of drifting red mist, like needles and threads, had appeared at some unknown time.

The thick, nausea-inducing scent of blood rapidly filled everyone's nostrils, as if in the blink of an eye turning this great hall into a purgatory of corpse mountains and blood seas.

Beneath the white robe Shen Yi raised, black clouds far more vast than the demonic power of the Second Prince before roared forth; if the previous sight was a sky full of crimson evil ghosts flailing their claws and teeth, then these black clouds were like true heavenly demons dancing wildly, completely engulfing the towering figure of the Ke Family Second Prince.

At the same time, the red mist spreading throughout the palace suddenly solidified and whooshed into the black clouds.

Crimson threads mixed into the roaring black clouds, making them appear even more sinister and enigmatic.

These blood threads pierced back and forth through the surface of the two figures; Shen Yi's face showed a sickly pallor, yet those eyes grew brighter and brighter. In contrast, under the torment of this pure substance condensed through ten thousand killing calamities, a mournful wail from the Ke Family Second Prince suddenly rang out within the black clouds.

"Ahhh!!!"

I will take you into the calamity with my own body, sharing this overwhelming sea of blood with this true form!

Shen Yi tightly gripped the Second Prince's fist; this old dragon struggled with all its might to break free and flee this place, only to find its entire body suppressed by the Divine Peak, with the most familiar green waves like the blue sky imprisoning it within.

The more fiercely the dragon demon resisted, the more its bones shattered inch by inch under that irresistible immense force.

Blood threads pierced through the indestructible scales on its body; under the stimulation of that heart-piercing agony, this Second Prince nearly fell into madness, with blood plasma gushing from its mouth and nose like a mountain spring.

The Divine Peak Suppresses the Blue Sky, having reached the minor accomplishment realm, could be equivalent to a divine ability.

And from the moment he entered the hall, Shen Yi had already cast this technique; the reason he had not left the throne from start to finish was because he had transformed into the Divine Peak, slowly familiarizing himself with this sky canopy until he could mobilize its maximum effect.

No one knew how much time had passed.

The sky-full of black clouds scattered as if swept away by a wild wind.

The two figures within were revealed once more; the one that was even more towering fell backward powerlessly, crashing straight onto the wide stone table, its armor still intact, smashing a table full of fine wine and delicacies.

In contrast, Shen Yi finally stood up.

He took a step forward, planted one foot on the table, gazed silently down at that dragon demon, then extended his right arm; his wide sleeve swirled, his five fingers loosely clenched, and a Jin Guang quickly appeared in his palm.

Shen Yi slowly and calmly drew a straight, gold-patterned dark blade from the void.

While everyone was shocked.

He raised his eyes slightly, scanning the demons below, no longer looking at this old dragon; his palms, familiar with the grip, tightened on the blade's hilt, and then he ruthlessly thrust it down!

Pfft—

The blade sank into the Second Prince's throat, stirring up a glaring crimson wave of blood.

With both palms exerting force, the straight dark blade penetrated inch by inch; it was clearly cutting flesh, yet it produced the sound of metal grinding against metal.

As if awakened by this sound, or perhaps having smelled the familiar scent of blood.

From beneath the entire green stone great hall, a dragon roar, as if coming from a ten-thousand-zhang abyss, quietly rang out!

(End of this chapter)