Chapter 64: The Might of the Great Sun Golden Flame

Above the East Sea, auspicious clouds were layered, and Great Demons gathered in crowds, led by a Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot.

Di Jun sat quietly within, surrounded by imperial aura, gazing indifferently at the boundless sea surface beneath him.

The Demon Court had just been established; at the suggestion of the Demon Saint Fuxi, Taiyi had recruited Kunpeng, while he himself descended upon the East Sea to overawe the Dragon Clan.

After the Dragon-Han Calamity, Zulong was suppressed within Longquan Cave beneath Kunlun Mountain. Zhulong led a group of the Dragon Clan to guard the Extreme North, yet at this moment, in the region of the Four Seas, there were still many powerful members of the Dragon Clan.

The Four Seas held the East Sea in highest regard, and there were no small number of Dragon Clan members who were Great Luo Golden Immortals.

He did not think much of the Dragon Clan's meager combat strength; all he required was the prestige to establish the Demon Court.

Glancing at the Great Sun Heavenly Dragon at the front of the chariot, Di Jun had already decided how to settle the Dragon Clan.

How could a Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot have only one dragon pulling it?

Di Jun did not restrain his own aura; the breath of the Great Sun Golden Flame within his body erupted, like a scorching sun spanning across the East Sea.

The Great Sun Heavenly Dragon pulling the chariot had scales of bright red across its ten-thousand-zhang body, with crimson blood seeping out.

Feeling the increasingly scorching flames, the Great Sun Heavenly Dragon gathered all its strength and lunged forward.

Roar! Accompanied by a heaven-shaking dragon roar, golden flames descended, and the sea surface began to boil violently.

In almost an instant, the sea area below surged with waves, and massive black shadows flashed through the water.

Yet no matter how fierce the water waves were, they could hardly extinguish the Golden Flame burning in the sea.

Amidst the churning waves, a massive dragon head emerged from the water, with towering dragon horns and dragon whiskers as white as feathers.

"Demon Emperor! What is the meaning of this?" The old dragon spoke in human language, looking at the surrounding flames with great apprehension.

When his gaze swept over the figure at the front of the chariot, a flash of anger flickered deep within his eyes.

The Great Sun Heavenly Dragon, son of Zulong, Crown Prince of the Dragon Clan, had actually been reduced to pulling a chariot for others.

Di Jun sat quietly in the Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot, and a domineering voice emerged. "My chariot lacks some mounts."

The voice shook the surroundings, echoing across the sea surface and rumbling; the meaning behind the words could not be clearer.

Numerous low growls echoed on the sea surface, and massive figures swam beneath the seawater, with powerful auras dissipating.

The old dragon that had poked its head out of the water suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "The Dragon Clan has already withdrawn from the Great Desolate land; why must the Demon Emperor force us like this?"

The Dragon Clan was no longer what it once was; they had long ceased to concern themselves with the affairs of the Great Desolate, and even when there were lectures at Purple Heaven Palace, no powerful members of the Dragon Clan went.

Di Jun's domineering aura and the flames burning in the sea made him very uncomfortable.

There was no response from above; only a streak of golden light spilled from the Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot, instantly transforming into a sky full of flames that fell.

In an instant, the entire sea surface was filled with falling Great Sun Golden Flame, and the sky was dyed a deep, deep red.

The sea surface exploded, and several ten-thousand-zhang-bodied Dragon Clan members rushed out, charging angrily toward the chariot in the sky.

Although the Dragon Clan was in decline, they were not to be bullied by ordinary beings; otherwise, how could they occupy the Four Seas?

The old dragon, still floating on the sea surface, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of pitch-black Primordial Water, attempting to extinguish the flames in the sky.

Regrettably, the moment the Primordial Water touched them, it was annihilated in the air, and shrill screams rang out one after another.

Fresh blood fell along with several massive figures; the Golden Flame had pierced through the bodies of all the Dragon Clan members.

The Dragon Clan's proud physical bodies had no power to resist in the face of those wisps of flame.

The flames adhered to their wounds, continuing to burn rapidly, and were also roasting their Primordial Spirits.

The Great Luo Golden Immortal Dragon Clan members who fell into the water struggled violently; the sea surface appeared to be tilting, with churning waves layered one upon another.

The old dragon was furious, roaring at the sky, his tens-of-thousands-of-zhang-large body breaking through the waves and crashing toward the Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot in the air.

A streak of golden light flashed above, and the old dragon stopped in mid-air, staring blankly at his own body.

His dragon body had been pierced, his Primordial Spirit was being scorched by the searing Golden Flame, and a terrifying heat wave swept through his entire body.

Just like the rest of the Dragon Clan, he let out a miserable wail.

Di Jun in the chariot still did not speak; only the painful roars of the many Dragon Clan members echoed.

When heaven and earth first opened, the Four Great Chaos Primordial Spirits appeared in the world, and the Great Sun Golden Flame was one of them. After Pangu fell, the Great Sun Golden Flame landed on the Fusang Tree within the Sun Star, absorbing the immeasurable Opening Heaven Merit bestowed by the Great Dao. This caused the power of the Great Sun Golden Flame to increase greatly, gradually devouring the other three Primordial Spirits.

And he and Taiyi were the beings transformed from that Great Sun Golden Flame, the only existences between heaven and earth capable of wielding this flame.

How could a mere Dragon Clan resist a Chaos Primordial Spirit? The Great Sun Heavenly Dragon lowered his eyes slightly, a flash of desolation passing through them.

The Dragon Clan had long since failed to return to its former glory; that they could still survive today was entirely the result of the sacrifices made by his father and uncles.

Yet those sacrifices were still not enough to diminish the Karma borne by the Dragon Clan.

He lifted his head, no longer looking at the tragic scene on the sea.

Shrill screams echoed in the East Sea; from the distant sky, figures came fleeing—there were Great Demons entrenched in the East Sea, as well as Innate Sacred beings from the immortal islands in the sea.

At this moment, looking at the flames burning on the sea, they were all horrified.

Dong Wanggong fled from afar, his expression somewhat unsightly.

Scanning the Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot in the sky, a flash of annoyance flickered deep within his eyes.

"This Di Jun is far too domineering!"

His dojo, Penglai Immortal Island, was in the East Sea, so naturally, he had a good relationship with the Dragon Clan.

Besides, if Di Jun intimidated the Dragon Clan today, perhaps he would step onto his Penglai Immortal Island next time.

Pan Wang, who was by his side, looked at the chariot in the air and said in a deep voice: "With Heaven and Earth Luck gathering, I fear Di Jun has stepped into the Great Luo Golden Immortal Peak!"

Having gained the recognition of heaven and earth and possessing such flames, even if they joined forces, they would not be his match.

Dong Wanggong did not speak again; he naturally understood what Pan Wang meant in his heart, and furthermore, the Demon Court still had a Demon Emperor, Taiyi.

The Chaos Bell! This one Innate Supreme Treasure alone was enough to make him shrink back.

Listening to the shrill screams still echoing on the sea surface, Di Jun frowned slightly; he had waited until he was impatient.

He slowly stood up and stepped out of the Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot.

"If the Dragon Clan does not submit, I shall burn the waters of the East Sea dry with flames!" The indifferent words rang out, echoing throughout the entire East Sea.

In an instant, wisps of Great Sun Golden Flame gathered in his palm, like a scorching sun slowly rising.

The nearest Great Sun Heavenly Dragon trembled violently, blood pouring from its body like rain, yet it dared not utter a single sound.

The sea surface boiled and began to sink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

More of the Dragon Clan rushed out from below, but they could not even approach the carriage in the sky; the entire sea surface was filled with the massive, howling figures.

The old dragon took a deep look toward the north, and then a sorrowful voice came: "The Dragon Clan is willing to submit!"

As the words were spoken, it was as if all his strength had been drained, and he collapsed in mid-air.

"Elder!"

"Elder! The Dragon Clan never submits!"

Instantly, roars of unwillingness rose up from below one after another.

Unfortunately, the response they received was even more scorching flames, and louder wails echoed back.

Seeing this, the old dragon transformed into human form and begged repeatedly: "Demon Emperor, cease your hand! Demon Emperor, cease your hand!"

Di Jun let out a cold snort, reached a large hand into the sea, grabbed eight Great Luo Golden Immortal dragons, and casually harnessed them to the front of the carriage.

The Great Sun Heavenly Dragon saw this, let out a loud dragon roar, and turned to dash toward the direction of the Demon Court.

The eight captured dragons let out roars of indignation, pulling the carriage in sorrow and humiliation as they disappeared above the East Sea.

The old dragon stood in the air like a dying old man, staring blankly at the departing carriage.

The Dragon Clan, having retreated to the Four Seas, was now tied to the war chariot of the Demon Court; no one could know what the future held.

(End of this chapter)