Chapter 405

Chu Yang looked at the White Dragon Supreme in front of him, smiled, bowed, and said, "This junior will not destroy your spiritual treasury and inheritance, Senior. I came here this time just to make an exchange with you."

"Exchange?" The White Dragon Supreme was confused.

Chu Yang gently raised his hand, threw a scroll over, and said, "This is a cultivation technique I created myself, which can be considered a top-tier peerless divine ability."

"If it can be practiced to the peak, although it cannot compare to the thirty-six peerless divine abilities, it is not far behind."

"This junior wants to use this item to exchange for the coordinates of the White Dragon Continent in your hands, Senior!"

The White Dragon Supreme was stunned at first; after all, a top-tier peerless divine ability, even for him at his peak during his lifetime, was an existence that could be looked at but not reached.

When he heard Chu Yang's last sentence, the White Dragon Supreme's pupils constricted slightly, and he hesitated for a moment.

He was already dead; even if he obtained a top-tier peerless divine ability, he could only leave it to his successor.

Admittedly, if the successor was excellent enough, it would definitely allow his name, White Dragon Supreme, to reach a height he had never reached during his lifetime.

But then again, the White Dragon Continent was his reverse scale and the pain of his life; he had vaguely guessed Chu Yang's purpose.

A lower plane that had already been ruled by the Outer Evil Tribe had almost no value to a powerhouse like Chu Yang.

For the other party to go to such great lengths, even not hesitating to take out a top-tier peerless divine ability as an exchange, it was likely for the fortune of the White Dragon Continent.

Plane Spirit!

Now that time had passed, the White Dragon Supreme did not know the situation of the White Dragon Continent, but he thought it must have become a living hell.

Even if there were descendants who survived, they were likely in dire straits.

If there was no Plane Spirit, the last hope of the White Dragon Continent would also be cut off, which was something he did not want to see.

Seeing his concerns, Chu Yang said directly, "Senior, rest assured. This junior will not take the opportunity of the White Dragon Continent for nothing."

"As long as you provide the coordinates, Senior, this junior will naturally sweep away the Outer Evil Tribe of the White Dragon Continent and provide protection in the future."

"And..."

Speaking of this, Chu Yang paused, stared at the White Dragon Supreme's residual thought, and added, "Although you only have a residual thought, Senior, this junior has a way to help you resurrect!"

The White Dragon Supreme was stunned on the spot, and his already somewhat illusory residual thought became extremely unstable, as if it could collapse at any time.

Sweep away the Outer Evil Tribe! Provide protection for the White Dragon Continent! Help him resurrect! Every condition Chu Yang offered had a fatal temptation for him, leaving him unable to find any reason to refuse.

But the White Dragon Supreme had roamed the Northern Cang Continent for many years, so he naturally would not easily trust others because of a few words. He stared at Chu Yang and stated the final concern in his heart.

"Little Friend, behind the Outer Evil Tribe that invaded the White Dragon Continent, there is very likely a Tian Zhizun powerhouse standing!" The White Dragon Supreme's expression was heavy.

In fact, he did not know if there was a Tian Zhizun among the Outer Evil Tribe that invaded the White Dragon Continent.

The reason he said this was because he could not see through Chu Yang's background; he only knew that Chu Yang was definitely stronger than he was during his lifetime, but in his view...

... even if he was a monstrous talent, it would be impossible to reach the Tian Zhizun level at such a young age, right?

That was why he exaggerated slightly, and he believed that only a Tian Zhizun powerhouse taking action could ensure victory and rescue the White Dragon Continent.

Chu Yang chuckled and said, "Senior, rest assured. The number of Evil Tribe Demon Emperors who have died at the hands of this junior is not small!"

The White Dragon Supreme was stunned again, feeling as if it were a dream.

The fall of the White Dragon Continent gave him a sense of powerlessness. He had struggled in the Great Thousand World for many years, just to strive for that faint hope, trying to ascend to the Heavenly Gate and rescue his hometown.

But as time passed, the glimmer of hope in his heart gradually extinguished.

Now that he was dead, his heart had completely died.

But just at this moment, someone suddenly came before him, telling him that he could help him rescue his hometown, even help him resurrect, and would provide protection for the White Dragon Continent in the future.

The White Dragon Supreme was dazed for a moment, fearing that he was dreaming.

"Little Friend... is this true?" The White Dragon Supreme's voice trembled.

Chu Yang smiled and said, "Whether it's true or false, Senior will know once you try!"

The White Dragon Supreme took a deep breath, no longer hesitating, raised his hand to release a ball of spiritual light, and merged it into Chu Yang's forehead.

After obtaining the coordinates of the White Dragon Continent, Chu Yang smiled with satisfaction and raised his hand to condense a crystal-clear bead.

That was a small world he had temporarily constructed. With his current attainments in spatial power, although this small world was not large, it possessed absolute stability and contained rich spiritual power.

"Senior can enter it to nourish your residual soul. Once the matter is accomplished, I will help you repair your soul and reshape your physical body."

The White Dragon Supreme thanked him repeatedly, his gratitude overflowing. He knew that he had taken a huge advantage, and at the same time, this was a glimmer of life for the White Dragon Continent.

Although this young man might be deceiving him, he was willing to take a gamble even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance.

Chu Yang took a look at the White Dragon Spiritual Treasury and said softly, "After your residual soul leaves, Senior, this spiritual treasury will collapse before long."

"I can help you move the spiritual treasury into the small world, or reinforce it to wait for someone destined."

The White Dragon Supreme thought for a moment, then bowed politely and said, "I'll trouble you, Little Friend, but let's leave this spiritual treasury here!"

"No matter where I go in the future, at least the inheritance won't be cut off!"

Chu Yang nodded, then waved his hand gently, and surging Source Qi poured out. Although it was just a casual reinforcement, as long as it was not destroyed by external forces, this White Dragon Spiritual Treasury could exist for at least a thousand years.

Before leaving the Northern Cang Continent, Chu Yang greeted the powerhouses of the Northern Cang Spirit Academy, telling them not to guard the White Dragon Hill anymore, nor to attach too much importance to the White Dragon Spiritual Treasury, and to let everything take its natural course.

Chu Yang spent half a day, through the coordinates provided by the White Dragon Supreme, to find the spatial node leading to the White Dragon plane in the southwestern region of the Great Thousand World.

Easily crossing the barrier between planes, when Chu Yang arrived at the White Dragon plane, even though he was mentally prepared, he could not help but frown slightly.

The world was filled with a thick, lingering smell of blood, making the air feel viscous. The gray-brown earth had clearly been soaked in blood.

Compared to the lower plane where Sun Wukong obtained the inheritance of the Killing Dao, it looked even more tragic here.

Sweeping out with his Soul Force, Chu Yang quickly locked onto a direction, then his figure flashed and disappeared from where he was.

Arriving outside the outskirts of an extremely large city, Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, feeling slightly surprised.

He only made a rough estimate, and the population in this city had reached at least hundreds of millions! And on the way here, Chu Yang also discovered many similar human gathering places. Although the population could not compare to this place, they were also counted in the tens of millions.

In this way, the number of survivors in the current White Dragon plane was quite large.

It was just that the energy in the White Dragon plane was several grades worse than the spiritual power of the Great Thousand World, and even far behind Douqi.

In this way, even with such a large population base, even if some people with outstanding talent appeared, it would be very difficult for them to stand out, let alone fight against the Evil Tribe.

Being able to produce a White Dragon Supreme was already not easy.

Chu Yang knew very well that the reason the survivors in the White Dragon plane were able to live was not because they had resisted the offensive of the Outer Evil Tribe, but because the Outer Evil Tribe had intentionally left their lives.

To put it bluntly, they were raising the humans of the White Dragon plane like pigs! "I wonder how many powerhouses the Blood Evil Tribe has now?"

Chu Yang chuckled. The Blood Evil Tribe was the Outer Evil Tribe that ruled the White Dragon plane.

Hundreds of years later, when Mu Chen came here, the Blood Evil Tribe had many Demon Generals and six Demon Kings, as well as one Demon Emperor.

Demon Generals were comparable to the peak of the Di Zhizun realm, while Demon Kings touched the level of Tian Zhizun, which could also be called half-step Tian Zhizun. And that Demon Emperor of the Blood Evil Tribe had only just been conceived hundreds of years later, and could only be considered weak even in the early stage of the You Grade.

Using living beings as nourishment to conceive a Demon Emperor, the cruel methods of the Evil Tribe were evident.

However, for Chu Yang, these people naturally could not pose a threat.

In the center of the city, inside a magnificent palace.

At this time, many people were gathered here. Sitting on the throne was a woman in a white dress, with an otherworldly temperament and a beautiful appearance.

"Your Majesty, Leiyun City has fallen!"

An old man on the verge of death knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

The woman on the throne sighed, her expression somewhat lonely and sorrowful. She slowly closed her eyes and asked softly, "Are there any survivors?"

The old man said miserably, "Leiyun City has become a dead city, and none of the residents in the city were spared!"

"The Blood Evil Tribe has issued an ultimatum: if the offerings are not provided, they will slaughter a city every month they are delayed!"

The woman in the white dress clenched her fists, her delicate body trembling slightly, and two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks.

But in the great hall, there were not many people who could empathize with her and the old man, and most of them even had gloating expressions on their faces.

A middle-aged man with an evil expression stepped forward and sneered, "Your Majesty should make a decision soon!"

"Also, regarding the matter I mentioned to Your Majesty last time, I wonder if Your Majesty has considered it?"

"As long as Your Majesty is willing to marry me, Lord Demon King will release the three hundred million survivors in the Southern Territory!"

His tone was extremely frivolous, and he did not take the order of those three hundred million people to heart, instead using the word "release," as if he were talking about livestock.

A look of sorrow appeared on the face of the old man kneeling in the great hall. This city was the last lighthouse of the White Dragon plane.

The woman in the white dress on the throne was the current Queen of the human race and the hope in the eyes of countless living beings.

But the people at the bottom did not know that in the imperial court, nearly 80 percent of the people were blood servants of the Blood Evil Tribe, and the woman in the white dress was almost completely sidelined.

Every day, countless humans were sent to the Blood Evil Tribe by these blood servants in the imperial court through various means, becoming blood food.

A look of humiliation appeared on the face of the woman in the white dress, but it was quickly replaced by determination, and she slowly opened her eyes.

But just as she was about to speak, a figure suddenly walked quickly into the great hall, knelt on one knee, and reported, "Your Majesty! Someone outside the hall is asking to see you!"

The middle-aged man said with a cold face, "Presumptuous! This is the deliberative hall. No one other than court officials is allowed to enter. Don't you even understand this rule?"

The person trembled all over, showing fear, but after hesitating, he gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty... that person said... he came from outside the sky!"

As soon as this person spoke, everyone in the great hall was confused, except for the woman in the white dress on the throne, whose beautiful eyes brightened, showing shock at first, and then becoming pleasantly surprised.

"Quickly invite... No! I will go to welcome him personally!"

Just as she stood up, a young figure had already walked into the great hall and said with a smile, "It seems the situation in this White Dragon plane is not as optimistic as it looks on the surface!"

Everyone turned their heads in unison, looking at the strange young man, their expressions uncertain.

The Queen in the white dress also stared at Chu Yang. While sizing him up, she could not help but feel a bit of a gap.

A visitor from outside the sky—she had thought it was a savior, but she did not expect him to be so young. She thought that even if his strength was extraordinary, it would be difficult to turn the situation around.

Although she thought so in her heart, she still bowed gracefully and asked politely, "This Lord, did you really come from outside the sky?"

Chu Yang nodded and said, "That's right! Entrusted by your White Dragon Ancestor, I have come to clear out the Outer Evil Tribe of this plane!"

This sentence once again stirred up a thousand waves!

White Dragon Ancestor?

That was a legendary figure who broke through the plane blockade hundreds of years ago. Although there had been no news of him to this day, he was the hope in the hearts of many survivors.

But why didn't the White Dragon Ancestor come back personally, but instead found such a young man? Clear out the Outer Evil Tribe?

What a big tone!

"Where did this kid come from? How dare he use the White Dragon Ancestor's banner to swindle and bluff?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were sinister, he sneered, and raised his hand to attack Chu Yang.

Chu Yang just glanced at him coldly, and a terrifying momentum instantly enveloped him. The middle-aged man didn't even make a sound before he knelt on the ground with a thud.

The ground cracked, the middle-aged man's legs broke, the broken bones pierced his skin and flesh, and he bled from his seven orifices, losing all signs of life.

Chu Yang's gaze swept around. In this great hall, there were very few people who could still be called human; most of them had become blood servants.

Compared to hundreds of years later, the control of the Blood Evil Tribe over the human race at this moment was clearly even better.

In this way, it was likely that the White Dragon Royal Family had spent hundreds of years of effort to gradually stabilize the situation and clean up a portion of the blood servants.

This was how the situation in the original plot came to be, where when Mu Chen came here, the human ministers could barely contend with the blood servants in the court regarding the matter of blood food offerings.

"It seems I didn't make myself clear just now..."

Chu Yang's eyes became a bit colder. His gaze finally settled on the Queen in the white dress, and he said lightly, "I came here this time just to ask a few questions, not to plot anything."

"How many Demon Kings does the Blood Evil Tribe have now? How many Demon Emperors?"

"And the gathering place of the Blood Evil Tribe, tell me all of it!"

The woman in the white dress widened her beautiful eyes. She finally realized that the young man in front of her was far from as simple as he looked.

The middle-aged man just now was a powerhouse among the blood servants, and even she did not have the confidence to defeat him.

But this young man suppressed and killed him with just a glance, which was enough to show his strength.

And this young man's tone was also too big; he didn't even look at the Demon Generals, opening his mouth to target Demon Kings and Demon Emperors!

Good heavens...

Demon Emperor?

That was a legendary existence!

Even in the catastrophe war of that year, the Outer Evil Tribe did not dispatch a Demon Emperor, which caused the entire White Dragon plane to fall completely!

As her thoughts raced, the Queen in the white dress hurriedly said, "Reporting to Lord, as far as I know, the Blood Evil Tribe has four Demon Kings, who are sitting in the four directions of the continent respectively!"

"As for the Demon Emperor... no one has ever seen one, and this little girl doesn't know if one exists..."

"Regarding the gathering place of the Blood Evil Tribe, I have a detailed map here. Please follow me, Lord..."

Saying this, the Queen in the white dress directly ignored the group of blood servants in the great hall, gave a wink to those human ministers, then gestured to Chu Yang, and walked toward the side hall.

Chu Yang followed slowly. The moment the two entered the side hall, the human ministers in the great hall suddenly rose up, all showing strength far beyond their usual level, and launched a massacre against those blood servants. (End of chapter)