Chapter 1236: Returning to Honghuang, the Tragic Dragon Clan War God, the Pattern of the Myriad Worlds

On the edge of the ancient boat sat a youth with pitch-black eyebrows, eyes as bright as stars, and thick eyelashes; his temperament was ethereal, like an immortal, not of the mortal world.

Behind him, standing to the left and right, were two people.

One was a young Daoist with flowing long hair and a handsome figure, his whole body circulating with a fresh temperament in harmony with nature.

His appearance was quite deceptive.

Those who did not know him would easily be led by their first impression to revere him as a high-level master.

The other was a woman wearing moon-white immortal robes, with a graceful figure and a flawless, clear face.

Her eyes were lively, and as she looked at this strange world, they were filled with curiosity.

"We entered from the Guixu Sea Eye; this is the deepest part of the ocean."

Lin Xia explained.

"Guixu Sea Eye? No wonder the energy fluctuations here are so intense."

Ling Xi looked at the surroundings, feeling even more intrigued.

She had heard Lin Xia introduce the Guixu Sea Eye and knew that this was an extremely unique place.

It is bottomless and boundless; even if all the water in the world were poured into it, it would be difficult to fill.

To prevent it from rioting, generations of Dragon clan experts have been stationed here to guard it.

"Who is so bold as to trespass into the Dragon clan's restricted area?"

Soon, the fat-headed dragon that had been knocked flying swam back with a vigorous posture, killing its way back.

Looking at that round head, round brain, and round belly, Lin Xia couldn't help but chuckle.

"Little Fat Dragon? Why is it you? Isn't Zhu Long supposed to be guarding this place?"

Little Fat Dragon?

The fat-headed dragon was instantly furious; think of it, a dignified Dragon clan expert, even the Ancestor Dragon wouldn't dare call it that.

This guy actually called it Little Fat Dragon?

"Presumptuous!"

"I am the Dragon clan's War God! Ignorant child, how dare you be disrespectful to this War God!"

The fat-headed dragon exuded dominance, deciding to show Lin Xia a thing or two.

It swung its dragon tail and crashed toward the bronze ancient boat.

The fat-headed dragon's body was tens of millions of kilometers long, and the tiny bronze ancient boat looked like an ant before it.

As the dragon tail swung violently, it instantly stirred up a turbulent space storm.

But unfortunately, before it could display its divine might, its tail was grabbed by a hand.

Even though there were no fluctuations of laws in the surroundings, its body could not stop shrinking.

The super divine dragon, tens of millions of kilometers long, turned into a little loach in the blink of an eye.

Lin Xia grabbed the little loach and slammed it against the boat seven or eight times, instantly knocking the Dragon clan War God's teeth out.

The Dragon clan War God was dizzy, its brain crashed for several minutes, and it simply couldn't recover.

Ancestor Qiankun, seeing it was pitiful, gave it a flick on the forehead.

"Little loach, how is the Dragon clan now? Why are you the only one guarding here?"

Little loach?

The fat-headed dragon recovered and became furious again.

One called it Little Fat Dragon, the other called it little loach; think of it, a dignified Dragon clan expert, when had it ever suffered such a great humiliation?

The fat-headed dragon was trembling with rage.

Its round eyes glared at Ancestor Qiankun.

"Madman! How dare you speak rudely to this War God? Today I will definitely make you taste my power."

It channeled its divine power, and its dragon body swung toward Ancestor Qiankun.

Ancestor Qiankun pressed down on its forehead.

The fat-headed dragon was anxious, howling in anger while flailing about, but it couldn't touch Ancestor Qiankun at all.

Its round face was squeezed into a ball.

"If you have the guts, let me go; I, the Dragon clan War God, want a fair fight with you."

The fat-headed dragon's blood surged, and it had a sudden idea.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Ancestor Qiankun actually let it go. The fat-headed dragon sensed its magic power recovering, was overjoyed, and directly tore through space to flee.

However, just as its head entered, its tail was grabbed by Ancestor Qiankun again.

"Dragon clan War God!"

"Dragon clan War God!"

"Dragon clan War God!"

The slaps to its face were loud—slap, call, slap, call.

The fat-headed dragon saw stars and couldn't stop foaming at the mouth.

Finally, tears were about to flow, and it surrendered on the spot.

"I am not the Dragon clan War God, please stop hitting me."

"Say you are a little loach."

"I am a little loach."

"Where is your dignity as the Dragon clan War God?"

"What is dignity?"

"It has a future."

The Dragon Realm, above the boundless sea. ===== CHAPTER 1238 =====