Chapter 242: Ancestor of all dragons, awaken! Accept my Hongjun

In the entire Primordial World, it is almost impossible to find a cultivation method more formidable than this one.

Except for Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

As for Nuwa, or the two Sages of the West, their overall research into Daoist methods is likely not as deep as the famous Three Pure Ones.

Therefore, whether it be Shangqing, Yuqing, or Taiqing, this can be considered one of the top-tier cultivation methods in the Primordial World.

And it is precisely because of this.

Marshal Tianpeng logically broke through to become a Daluo powerhouse.

"Long Wang Ao Guang, do you want to fight us, or will you take out the treasures in your treasury?" Tianpeng said slowly.

If possible, Tianpeng did not want to kill this Long Wang before him.

After all, they are not completely evil people; they still have a certain bottom line.

Killing people to seize treasures.

That would completely cross their bottom line.

This is still different from a battle between two factions.

"You..." Long Wang Ao Guang's expression was ugly.

Facing two Daluo powerhouses, even if he wanted to resist, he was no match.

As for threatening them with the Heaven Realm, that would likely be useless.

Tianpeng had already actively betrayed the Heaven Realm.

Therefore, at this moment, Ao Guang only had two choices.

Fight, or hand over the treasures.

"Two fellow Daoists, your strength is already that of Daluo Jinxian; there probably aren't many treasures in my treasury that are truly useful to you," Ao Guang said repeatedly, "I can give you the treasures you need."

"We need all of them." Sun Wukong laughed, "Long Wang, don't struggle. You don't want me to act like the Third Prince Nezha, do you?"

"Nezha." Ao Guang felt like vomiting blood.

He naturally understood the meaning behind Sun Wukong's words.

Nezha had once skinned a dragon and pulled out its tendons.

Sun Wukong was making a naked threat.

"I understand." Ao Guang sighed, "Two fellow Daoists, take all the treasures here."

"That's more like it." Tianpeng laughed, "Long Wang, I don't want to fight you either."

While speaking, rays of light fell upon these heavenly treasures.

One could see these heavenly treasures rapidly disappearing.

Watching the disappearing treasures, Long Wang Ao Guang felt only boundless heartache.

These treasures.

They were accumulated by their Dragon Clan over so much time.

Now, they were being looted clean in an instant.

"Long Wang, I have a question." A strange, evil smile hung on the corner of Tianpeng's mouth.

"Marshal, I have no treasures left here." The Long Wang said, feeling like vomiting blood, "The treasures in my treasury are all gone."

"I have taken a liking to the treasures on your person." Tianpeng chuckled.

To some extent, Tianpeng had become just like Sun Wukong, having learned to be bad.

Back then, Sun Wukong had stripped the gods of the Underworld and the Heaven Realm bare.

"You..."

In the end.

The treasures on the Long Wang were also emptied out, leaving only the items that barely covered his clothes.

"Long Wang, you will have to suffer here for some time. Once we go to the other four Dragon Palaces, the restrictions here will naturally be lifted."

Leaving these words behind, Tianpeng and Sun Wukong left the East Sea Long Gong.

They needed to race against time to head to the other three Dragon Palaces.

The rich harvest from the East Sea Long Gong had Sun Wukong and Marshal Tianpeng incredibly excited; they did not want to waste time.

If too much time passed, it would be easier for problems to occur.

This was also to prevent long delays leading to trouble.

"Sigh..." Looking at the empty treasury, Long Wang Ao Guang, sealed in this place by the barrier, sighed.

"Should I go to the Heaven Realm and complain to the Jade Emperor?"

This time, Sun Wukong and Tianpeng had emptied his treasures.

Although he felt some heartache, if one were to really speak of it, their East Sea Dragon Clan had not suffered any true damage.

It was just that.

Why were Sun Wukong and Tianpeng like bandits from the mortal world, wanting to leave nothing behind? This was something he could never understand.

"Truly very interesting."

Suddenly.

A faint voice rang out in this empty treasury.

"It is the Senior."

Long Wang Ao Guang's expression changed slightly, but he felt a sense of relief.

Ao Guang was somewhat familiar with this voice, because that Senior had appeared a few times in his long life.

According to the other party, he was a powerhouse of the Dragon Clan who had survived from the Ancient Era.

"Ao Guang, you have disappointed me somewhat." A middle-aged man in a black robe, with a square face and eyes carrying calm majesty, appeared here.

There appeared to be no fluctuation of power on his body.

But Ao Guang dared not underestimate the other party, because when he had attacked him before, the consequence was being directly suppressed.

There was not even a shred of power to resist.

A Daluo, or perhaps even a Quasi-Saint powerhouse...

This was the answer in Ao Guang's heart.

For a Dragon Clan member who survived from the Ancient Era to have such strength, that was indeed normal.

In the Era of Dragons, Phoenixes, and Qilins, Daluo were completely known to be everywhere; one does not know how many Daluo of the three clans died.

"Senior, those two are Daluo powerhouses; I had no choice." Ao Guang said helplessly, "The current Dragon Clan is no longer the Dragon Clan of the past. If possible, Senior, perhaps you could take action."

"Do not try to provoke me." The middle-aged man shook his head, "What does the current Dragon Clan have to do with me?"

"Hmm..."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's expression changed, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

This left Long Wang Ao Guang somewhat bewildered.

"Senior, you haven't lifted the barrier yet."

An empty voice responded to Long Wang Ao Guang, but it was clear that the Senior had not come over.

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"Sun Wukong, we have had a huge harvest this time; we need to act quickly." Leaving the Long Gong, Tianpeng said excitedly.

This harvest felt even bigger than the Heaven Realm.

This was also because the Long Gong had many accumulations; ordinary people would not specifically come to the Long Gong to seize ordinary treasures.

"Correct, if we gather enough exchange points, perhaps we can even become the legendary Quasi-Saints." Sun Wukong said with longing.

"Quasi-Saints?" Tianpeng's eyes were burning.

That is the most powerful realm below the Sages.

Even his teacher, Grand Master Xuandu, was only a Quasi-Saint powerhouse.

The Heavenly Emperor and the Buddhas of the Western Fomen were all in such a realm.

If they reached the Quasi-Saint realm, then they would have the qualifications to become chess players, rather than being just a chess piece like they were now.

"Hmm, that old gentleman, I am somewhat familiar with him." Sun Wukong's gaze shifted; he saw an old man descending from above not far away.

This old man was precisely the Dao Ancestor Hongjun that Sun Wukong had seen at Mount Huaguo before.

However, Sun Wukong did not know the identity of this old man; it could be said that there were not many people in this world who had seen Dao Ancestor Hongjun. ===== CHAPTER 244 =====