Chapter 274: 274. Chapter 274 The First

274. Chapter 274 The First

Yinglong's voice spread across the entire Penglai Island, the Dragon Clan's water army closely followed behind Yinglong, stirring up heaven‑shaking waves, as if the next moment would submerge the whole archipelago.

Its wings spread wide, covering the sky and blocking the sun, a body over 100,000 zhang in height hovered above Penglai Island, its huge shadow blanketing the entire island.

Its blue scales glittered in the sunlight, but the bared teeth and clawing posture marred that beauty, adding a hint of ferocity.

The aura of the Primordial Origin Dao mixed with dragon might, sweeping across heaven and earth; if the Heavenly Court had not promptly activated its protective formation, even that aura alone would have inflicted heavy losses on the Heavenly Court.

The waves rolled, carrying a faint invisible blood‑red hue; staring intently, one would think it merely an optical illusion.

Only those who had opened the Spirit Eye Technique could see that it was not blood, but the excessive killing aura of the Dragon Clan's water army staining the controlled seawater.

Making that invisible killing intent visible to ordinary eyes, the onlookers could not help but ponder, secretly marveling at how much carnage the Dragon Clan had wrought; those of poor disposition could not even oppose it, merely facing the killing‑tinged heaven‑shaking waves made their legs tremble and left them unable to move.

Those with low cultivation but keen spiritual perception, upon merely glancing at the wave, had their souls injured and nearly fainted.

This was also the first time the Dragon Clan had bared its fangs since the Great Calamity.

Just this single occurrence was enough for those who had never experienced the Great Calamity to remember it for life, forming a lifelong nightmare.

Seeing the heaven‑shaking waves and his troops already on the verge of collapse without even engaging, Dong Wanggong gritted his teeth, a feeling of humiliation welling up inside him.

At this moment the field was not lacking Quasi‑Saints and followers of the Primordial Origin Dao; aside from Dong Wanggong, there were two others aligned with the Heavenly Court.

Moreover there were Jieyin, Zhunti, Hongyun Zhenyuanzi and these newly heavenly gods, yet facing the aggressive Yinglong in the sky, they had no intention of speaking up to help.

Even Jieyin and Zhunti wore smiles, as if Yinglong's actions had no effect on them whatsoever, making it impossible to draw their attention.

Dong Wanggong glanced around, then said, "Please wait a moment, I'll go and return shortly; when ill‑mannered guests arrive, I cannot help but entertain them a bit, otherwise outsiders might think my Heavenly Court has no place for people."

His tone carried a veneer of false confidence, as if Yinglong's arrival could be casually dismissed.

The crowd had no mind to expose the pretense; they were more eager to know whether this was an unknown conflict between the Dragon Clan and the Heavenly Court, or whether the Heavenly Court lurked behind it.

Gazing at Yinglong high in the sky and the recently departed Dong Wanggong, the crowd's anticipation grew for what would happen next.

Dong Wanggong stood upon the Cloud Terrace; his formerly kind face now bore a touch of displeasure and anger, yet facing the Dragon Clan's overwhelming pressure he could only endure and ask:

"Yinglong Dao‑friend, we previously had no grudge, so why are you now so furious?"

"What fault of mine has angered you, prompting you to raise an army and cause such an impact, ruining the friendly relations between our forces?"

"Today is a joyous occasion for the Heavenly Court; please withdraw for now, and after the grand assembly concludes I will personally visit to apologize."

As Dong Wanggong spoke, his pent‑up frustration was indescribable, yet knowing this was a critical moment for the founding of the Heavenly Court, he could only endure the humiliation.

Facing Dong Wanggong's show of weakness, Yin Mou merely snorted coldly and then said:

"It's simple to make me leave: hand over the murderer of our Dragon Clan elder, and let me, before all the wilderness beings, flay him, pull out his tendons, and extinguish his true spirit as punishment."

"Otherwise, today we cannot part on good terms."

Yinglong's voice was low, filled with endless killing intent; his harsh punishment proposal sounded terrifying, and from his words the gods understood the situation: it seemed the Heavenly Court's people had erred first, slaying a Dragon Clan elder.

Dong Wanggong's expression turned bewildered; he seemed to have heard something shocking, and at this crucial juncture, a Heavenly Court member had actually killed a Dragon Clan elder?!

This news undoubtedly made Dong Wanggong feel hard to accept; looking at the murderous Yinglong and the Dragon Clan's water army before him, he hurriedly said, "Yinglong Dao‑friend, could there be a misunderstanding? How could the Dragon Clan elder have been slain by the Heavenly Court? Don't fall for the enemy's scheming."

"I suspect someone is stirring the pot, trying to break the bond between the Dragon Clan and Penglai Immortal Island; I hope you reconsider."

Yinglong said nothing, merely releasing a wisp of qi from his hand; those who were attentive could sense it and thus know the truth.

The qi pointed straight at Jin Pen and the others; Yinglong's killing intent was undisguised as his dragon claw extended, instantly exuding an aura that seemed to seal heaven and lock earth.

The formation protecting Penglai Immortal Island, merely touched by the dragon claw, shattered in the midst of Mount Sumeru, utterly unable to serve as a defense.

"You wretch, how dare you do this!"

Dong Wanggong could not, at the start of the grand assembly, allow Yinglong to easily slay a person of the Heavenly Court.

If he did not act, the Heavenly Court would likely fall into panic; even without the Heavenly Court intervening, his own subordinates would surely lose loyalty.

Five‑colored spirit light scattered; striking later to gain advantage, it first landed on the dragon claw, forcibly pushing Yinglong back a considerable distance.

Dong Wanggong turned and saw the three people standing dumbfounded on the spot; instantly he grasped the strangeness of the matter, and the anger in his eyes almost set him ablaze.

"Yinglong Dao‑friend, please withdraw for now; I will certainly give you an explanation."

Dong Wanggong bore the pressure from Yinglong and again urged him to relent, but all he met was a swipe of Yinglong's claw and a mocking tone:

"What explanation do you need from me? The Dragon Clan's grudge will be repaid by the Dragon Clan itself; whoever dares to obstruct is an enemy of the Dragon Clan."

As they spoke, the twin‑winged divine dragon shrank its form, Yinglong reverted to his Dao body, and Dong Wanggong, seeing this, slightly relaxed his breath, thinking all was well.

Just as he was about to thank him, Yinglong drew the Yinglong Profound Heaven Sword; the moment he gripped the hilt, the three Quasi‑Saints facing Yinglong—including Dong Wanggong—felt a jolt of alarm.

"Block me again, and you die."

Having spoken, Yinglong vanished, and in the next instant appeared above Penglai Island, his Profound Heaven Sword slightly raised, with the head of Daoist Jin Pen firmly planted on the blade.

In the skull's eyes one could still see a hint of bewilderment, yet all vitality was cleanly cut away by the Yinglong Profound Heaven Sword.

Yinglong glanced at Dong Wanggong still high in the air and said, "The first."

At that moment Dong Wanggong finally reacted, his voice filled with shock and anger:

"Yinglong! How dare you insult me thus!"

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