Chapter 1702: The Joyful Desire Demon King

"What? The Blood Sacrifice has fallen into chaos?!"

When Li Luo heard Li Hongyou's transmission, his heart jolted violently, and his expression grew even more Solemn, because amid this upheaval, he caught a familiar whiff of conspiracy.

"What's the situation outside?" Li Luo pressed.

Li Hongyou's voice paused, as though she found it hard to speak. After quite a while, she stammered: "On the outer perimeter of the Blood Sacrifice, many Marquis Realm dragon-race experts have been corroded by a sinister force. Some of those with weaker wills are... copulating in public."

Li Luo's expression instantly stiffened. Images of giant dragons entwined together rose in his mind, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily. It was hard to imagine that a perfectly fine Blood Sacrifice could turn so absurd and chaotic. If word of this got out, the dragon race would become a laughingstock.

"This is the Essence of Desire!"

Li Luo recalled the dark-red essence he had earlier refined out of those ancestral bloodlines using the Great Formless Fire, and immediately understood. The dragon race had always been indulgent when it came to lust, especially the common dragons, who were utterly unrestrained about it, which was why they had produced so many mixed-blood descendants. Therefore, the Essence of Desire had an extremely strong corrosive effect on them.

"Such a dense, vast Essence of Desire — this isn't something an ordinary Three-Crowned Demon King could accomplish."

Li Luo's thoughts raced, then he suddenly recalled the intelligence the Radiance King had previously given him, and immediately formed a guess. In a shocked, lowered voice, he said: "This power comes from the 'Joyful Desire Demon King' among the Ten Sin Demon Kings!"

He was one of the most powerful Three-Crowned Demon Kings in the Dark World.

Only a Three-Crowned Demon King comparable to the absolute peak could have caused the current situation.

"It seems the dragon race's Blood Sacrifice has drawn the Dark World's attention. But even if the 'Joyful Desire Demon King' acted personally, it should still be very difficult to contaminate the Blood Sacrifice in silence. After all, the dragon race still has Zhen Linshuang, and her strength is no weaker than the 'Joyful Desire Demon King'!"

Li Luo frowned slightly, then spoke toward the void: "Senior Sister Hongyou, quickly send word to Zhen Linshuang and have her act to deal with the 'Joyful Desire Demon King'."

Li Hongyou's voice quickly came through: "We've suddenly lost contact with Clan Leader Zhen. The two elders can't communicate with the clan leader either, so they want to ask you to head over there and check on the clan leader's situation."

"What? Zhen Linshuang has lost contact?" Li Luo was startled. What was Zhen Linshuang doing? At such a critical moment, she'd gone missing.

That mother-of-a-violent-dragon really is completely unreliable.

"Could something have happened on Zhen Linshuang's side as well?"

Li Luo's brows knit tightly. He hadn't expected that coming to the dragon race to take part in a Blood Sacrifice would lead to such a sudden turn of events. From the current situation, this was clearly a Dark World plot, and behind it, the Guiyi Hui's hand was no doubt at work.

The goal of it all was to deal with the dragon race.

After all, the dragon race had a deep foundation and was one of the main forces resisting the Dark World. If they could take this chance to cripple the dragon race, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous feat for the Dark World.

"I'll go take a look."

Li Luo hesitated for several breaths, then agreed. Although he didn't care for Zhen Linshuang — that arrogant, domineering mother-of-a-violent-dragon — no matter what, she was a peak expert of the Outer Shenzhou. If something truly happened to her, it would be a tremendous loss for the Outer Shenzhou.

After all, not long from now, the "Withering-Flourishing Visage" would appear in the world, and the Dark World's "Ten Sin Demon Kings" would descend in full. That would be the final decisive battle of this Year of Heavenly Fortune.

With this thought, Li Luo no longer hesitated. Following Li Hongyou's directions, his figure transformed into a streak of light and shot at full speed toward the central region of Dragon Abyss.

Central region of Dragon Abyss, the giant sacrificial altar.

Outside the altar, Ao Yan stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze fixed on Zhen Linshuang, who sat at the altar's center with her eyes closed in cultivation, continuously absorbing the ancestral blood. Deep in his eyes, intense resentment and madness gradually welled up.

Then he took a step, his figure flashed, and he landed on the altar.

"Zhen Linshuang, stop pretending. You've already sensed something's wrong, haven't you?" Ao Yan said with a faint smile.

As his voice fell, Zhen Linshuang's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened. Her beautiful eyes blazed with furious killing intent, yet beneath that killing intent, a forcibly suppressed lust was also flowing.

"Ao Yan, you've tampered with this altar? This is the power of the 'Joyful Desire Demon King.' I never imagined that an honored Grand Elder of the dragon race would collude with the Dark World. The three my lords within the clan won't let you get away with this, and your Black Dragon Clan will also bear the punishment for your betrayal." A voice cold to the bone emerged from Zhen Linshuang's flame-red lips, the killing aura causing even the void to tremble violently.

Yet faced with Zhen Linshuang's threat, Ao Yan's expression remained calm. He said: "I've already come this far. Do you really think I still care about anything you're saying?"

"You've truly gone mad!" Zhen Linshuang said through gritted teeth.

"Mad? Isn't that because you forced me to it?" Ao Yan laughed and said: "In the eyes of you Celestial Dragons, you've never once looked up to me. Even after I became a Grand Elder of the clan, every time you looked at me, there was disgust and contempt in your gaze."

"As if you were looking at a loyal, lowly dog."

"I've clearly already come this far, yet you've never once truly given me a proper look. I know — you feel my Black Dragon bloodline is too lowly, that even just speaking with me would sully your noble bloodline."

"Zhen Linshuang, that lofty, high-and-mighty air of yours is truly sickening."

Zhen Linshuang's face was frost. Ao Yan's mad affront made her utterly furious.

"Also, perhaps you've long forgotten — the old Black Dragon you punished several hundred years ago." In Ao Yan's eyes, intense hatred surged forth at this moment.

Zhen Linshuang's delicate brows knit slightly, and a trace of bewilderment surfaced in her eyes.

At her forgetting, Ao Yan's smile grew even thicker. He said softly: "He was my father. He merely happened to wash his dragon body in the Dragon Lake you favor, and you permanently exiled him to the Evil Abyss, where he suffered the erosion of evil winds day and night, until his scales shattered completely and he became a desiccated dragon corpse."

Zhen Linshuang finally remembered. Her expression shifted slightly, and she said: "I only exiled him for three years as a light punishment — not permanently. Someone tampered with my orders! Ao Yan, you've been set up by the Guiyi Hui!"

Ao Yan's gaze was flat. He said: "None of that matters anymore. What matters is that he's already dead."

Zhen Linshuang's expression also grew cold and stern. She knew further words were useless, so in the next instant, her silver-white long hair billowed, and a terrifying Celestial Dragon might rolled out like a tide.

"Ao Yan, considering how hard you've worked to reach where you are today, if you rein yourself in at this moment, I will punish you lightly."

Yet, faced with Zhen Linshuang's heaven-shaking might, the corner of Ao Yan's mouth curled with a mocking arc. He said: "Zhen Linshuang, stop pretending. Do you know how many years I've prepared for this very moment?"

"This altar was something I personally oversaw the construction of. Every formation line upon it was drawn with the desire-blood of that 'Joyful Desire Demon King.' And I must say, I have the Guiyi Hui to thank — they helped me conceal all of this perfectly."

"Every drop of ancestral blood you've absorbed here has been deeply contaminated. So right now, the desire-poison has already invaded your body. The more you activate your Celestial Dragon bloodline, the faster the desire-poison erupts."

"Furthermore, the Joyful Desire Demon King is watching this place right now."

As Ao Yan's voice fell, Zhen Linshuang suddenly raised her head, her gaze piercing through Dragon Abyss, and saw above the dragon domain a blood-moon-like crimson eye pouring down a vast Essence of Desire, descending without cease.

Ao Yan's gaze fixed on Zhen Linshuang's tall, voluptuous figure, and the smile at the corner of his mouth grew wilder and more violent.

"Aren't you most proud of your Celestial Dragon bloodline? Don't you think my Black Dragon bloodline is the most lowly? Then today, I will make sure that your noble Celestial Dragon bloodline is contaminated by the most lowly Black Dragon bloodline!"

"Let's see if you can still maintain your arrogance after this!"