Chapter 1219: Karma Trajectories! Immortal Court War, Tribulation Qi Sweeps the Heavens!

"I must see the corpse; I do not believe Aotian would fall for no reason!"

"Dragon Ancestor, who exactly killed Aotian?"

The Dragon Clan powerhouses were emotionally agitated.

"In the Western star region."

The Ancestor Dragon said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand to break open space, crossing the starry sky toward the West.

Numerous Dragon Clan powerhouses followed, and soon they arrived at the place where Aotian fell.

The sky was blood-red, and dragon blood had stained the firmament, as well as the earth.

Rivers of blood converged into a massive lake.

Wherever the rivers passed, rocks turned into magma, and the earth turned into scorched soil.

A massive dragon head floated in the center of the blood-red lake.

Although stained with blood and no longer recognizable, one could still see unwillingness and anger in the wide-open dragon eyes.

Seeing this scene, the numerous Dragon Clan powerhouses were incensed, their fury monstrous.

Dragon roars exploded across the firmament.

"Aotian!"

"The methods are so cruel; no matter who it is, I will surely tear you to pieces."

"Dragon Ancestor..."

One of Aotian's offspring looked at the Ancestor Dragon, a glimmer of hope still in their eyes.

"The Primordial Spirit is dissipated, the physical body is destroyed; there is no saving him."

The Ancestor Dragon sighed.

Subsequently, the Ancestor Dragon raised his hand and traced; a strong space-time fluctuation spread in the void, forming a space-time vortex.

Threads of karma were gathered by the space-time vortex, extending into the distance and leading to the River of Time.

Time flowed back to the past.

The images flashed by like fleeting shadows.

All the images in the River of Time had been tampered with by Luo Hou.

Because the methods were too sophisticated, not only did the many Dragon Clan powerhouses not notice, but even the Ancestor Dragon did not feel the slightest abnormality.

The beginning of the event was no different from the original, merely a divine object emerging and strange phenomena rising between heaven and earth.

Spiritual energy poured back into heaven and earth like a great river.

Vast divine light shone through the entire world, spreading into the depths of the cosmic starry sky.

Many powerhouses were alarmed.

Including the Chan Sect Golden Immortals, the powerhouses of Purple Mansion Continent, and Aotian and others.

The Chan Sect Golden Immortals relied on the power of divine artifacts to arrive first, but their strength was insufficient, and the divine object was snatched away by Aotian.

At this moment, the seven cultivators of Purple Mansion Continent arrived suddenly, and Daoist Kong Sang acted aggressively, snatching the spirit root from Aotian's hands.

Daoist Kong Sang's attitude was overbearing, mocking the Dragon Clan as base creatures.

When the two sides disagreed, they broke into a fight.

The two Dragon Clan powerhouses were besieged and killed by the seven Purple Mansion Continent cultivators led by Daoist Kong Sang.

Aotian, in a rage, burned his origin essence blood and slaughtered all six of the Purple Mansion Continent powerhouses.

However, he himself was also severely injured and had his dragon head severed by Daoist Kong Sang.

Luo Hou had only slightly changed some of the past karmic trajectories, but the nature of the event had become vastly different.

And everything had become incredibly reasonable; no one could see a single flaw in it.

The power of the Heavenly Dao origin was enough to drive any cultivator mad.

Looking at the clear images, the expressions of the many Dragon Clan powerhouses changed constantly.

The fury in their chests was about to explode.

"Purple Mansion Continent!"

"My Dragon Clan has never had any dealings with Purple Mansion Continent; why kill my Dragon Clan powerhouses?"

"Even if it was for the spirit root, there was no need to kill them all."

"An Immortal Court that was just established, with a name but no reality, not recognized by all living beings, how dare they be so arrogant?"

The many Dragon Clan powerhouses were incensed, their fighting spirit surging.

"Dragon Ancestor, please lead the Dragon Clan to flatten the Immortal Court and avenge Aotian."

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"That's right, my Dragon Clan must never swallow this insult."

The Ancestor Dragon pondered in silence.

Just after realizing Aotian had died, he was also extremely angry, but after calming down, he felt there was something suspicious about this matter.

His first suspect was Luo Hou.

Everything was because Luo Hou's insidiousness and cunning had left him with too deep a psychological shadow.

Endless ages ago, the war of the three clans had completely pushed the Dragon Clan into the abyss.

He could not make the same mistake a second time.

But everything deduced at the moment dispelled many of his doubts.

Now that the Immortal Court was newly established and Dong Wanggong had attained the Quasi-Saint realm, his momentum was unmatched; Purple Mansion Continent indeed had the capital to be arrogant.

"Follow me to the Immortal Court!"

The Ancestor Dragon said coldly.

The Ancestor Dragon did not mobilize the Dragon Clan army.

Instead, he chose to go to the Immortal Court to demand an explanation.

For Aotian's death, the Immortal Court must pay in blood.

Meanwhile, Daoist Kong Sang had long since returned to the Immortal Court.

Dong Wanggong sat high on the Immortal Emperor's throne, his expression cold and gloomy.

The many Purple Mansion Continent powerhouses below also had expressions of fury.

"Abominable! It was just snatching a spirit root; there was no need for such a massacre."

"The Dragon Clan is indeed a savage creature, extremely vicious, no different from the Demon Clan."

"Immortal Emperor, this matter must not be let go, otherwise my Immortal Court will surely be looked down upon by all living beings."

In the Xiangong, the crowd was indignant, their momentum surging.

Quasi-Saints! In any faction, they could be called top-tier existences.

Placed in the Honghuang world, they could establish sects and become Sages and ancestors.

Although Purple Mansion Continent had a deep foundation, losing six Quasi-Saints at once made Dong Wanggong feel extremely pained.

His heart was filled with surging fury.

And just as the crowd in the Xiangong was indignant, the Ancestor Dragon arrived with a group of Dragon Clan powerhouses.

The Ancestor Dragon came with a fierce momentum.