Chapter 945: The Dragon Clan Surrenders

"Fellow Daoist Friend Feng Xian, rest assured!"

"He Ping is not only your enemy, but also the common enemy of our four great divine clans!"

"Today, we shall fight a desperate battle!"

"Our Dragon Clan also participated in the encirclement and suppression back then!"

"If we sit idly by while you are annihilated by He Ping, then the next clan He Ping will destroy will be our Dragon Clan!"

"How could our Dragon Clan not understand the principle that when the lips are gone, the teeth are cold?"

Inside a massive palace within the Undying Volcano.

Ao Cheng, a loose immortal of the Dragon Clan dressed in green Daoist robes, was consoling Friend Feng Xian, the only remaining loose immortal of the Feng Clan.

This great hall did not contain only these two; besides them, there were sixteen Demon Emperors of the Feng Clan.

"Many thanks for the Dragon Clan's support!" Friend Feng Xian, a woman dressed in bright red robes, looked at Ao Cheng: "However... Fellow Daoist Ao Cheng, has your Dragon Clan only sent you?"

"Hehe..."

Ao Cheng chuckled and said: "Why, does the Feng Clan doubt the sincerity of our Dragon Clan?"

"That's not it!" Friend Feng Xian said: "I just feel that the strength is still a bit weak!"

"No!" Ao Cheng said: "Currently, the only one who can pose a threat to the Feng Clan is He Ping alone!"

"The others are not worth worrying about!"

"Besides, with He Ping's abilities, no matter how many Mahayana Emperors come after he makes a move, it will be useless; they won't even be able to withstand a single blow from him!"

"After all, your Feng Clan's Feng Emperor has already fallen!"

"So, if we want to slay He Ping, we old fellows need to make a move!"

"Taking a step back!" Ao Cheng stood up: "Fellow Daoist Friend Feng Xian, you can also rest assured; after all, since the Witch Clan's Blood Pool is in your hands, it is impossible for our Dragon Clan not to support you with all our might!"

"Because once your Feng Clan suffers a loss, that Witch Clan Blood Pool will return to the hands of the Witch Clan. When that woman Gu Miaochen recovers her strength, our Dragon Clan will also be in trouble!"

"So, stop questioning my sincerity!"

"When He Ping comes, even if I have to exhaust 300,000 years of my lifespan, I will slap him to death!"

"Good!" Friend Feng Xian was overjoyed and said: "At that time, I will also make a move. I don't believe that the two of us loose immortals cannot defeat one He Ping?"

"It's just... as long as that old immortal from the Human Clan doesn't make a move!"

"Rest assured!" Ao Cheng said: "Our Dragon Clan still has another loose immortal. The reason he didn't come this time is that he went to stop that woman from the Netherworld!"

Just as the two Dragon and Feng loose immortals were discussing, a fluctuation suddenly came from the void.

Both of their spiritual senses swept out immediately.

They saw He Ping and Gu Miaochen arriving together.

The two of them, one occupied the sky to the south of the Feng Clan's Undying Volcano, and the other occupied the sky to the north.

"Heh..." Feng Clan ancestor Friend Feng Xian said: "They actually came. They came at a good time..."

"Fellow Daoist Ao Cheng, you go and intercept that He Ping, I will slay this Witch Clan's Gu Miaochen first!"

"If Gu Miaochen is not eliminated, she will ultimately be a major threat to our two clans."

"Good!" The Dragon Clan ancestor nodded.

Boom...

The next moment, the void surged.

The two loose immortals flew out of the great hall respectively, breaking through the eighth-tier grand formation outside in an instant.

Friend Feng Xian transformed directly into a phoenix ten thousand zhang in size, carrying raging flames, and pounced toward Gu Miaochen.

As for the Dragon Clan ancestor, he blocked He Ping's path.

"Fellow Daoist He..." The Dragon Clan ancestor was relatively clever and did not fight from the start. He very cautiously cupped his hands toward He Ping and said: "This poor Daoist is Ao Cheng of the Dragon Clan, a loose immortal!"

Just as his voice fell, the two of them saw a golden light flicker out.

They saw a golden Witch God ten thousand zhang tall suddenly appear on the southern horizon.

That Witch God still had the appearance of Gu Miaochen, but her entire body had turned golden.

Golden skin, golden brows and eyes, golden hair, golden clothes.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..." The next moment, Ao Cheng gasped and said: "Witch God Golden Body... how..."

His expression changed drastically.

Previously, they had once joined forces to break Gu Miaochen's golden body and snatched that Witch Clan's Blood Pool.

Without the holy object Blood Pool, Gu Miaochen should not have been able to manifest the Witch God Golden Body.

What was going on now?

Had Gu Miaochen recovered?

Ao Cheng's heart did a 180-degree turn in an instant, and he hurriedly said to He Ping: "Fellow Daoist He, I want to make a deal with you. I wonder if you could hear me out?"

He Ping wore a faint smile and said: "Speak, let me hear it!"

"Good, thank you!" Ao Cheng said: "First, I want to state the stance of our Dragon Clan!"

"Our Dragon Clan, from beginning to end, has had no grudges with you, nor have we ever had any conflict with you!"

"When we sealed off that small world back then, our Dragon Clan was not targeting you!"

"After all, sealing the small world was something the Feng Clan did!"

"We only went to the Witch Clan for a bloodbath after the Feng Clan sealed the small world!"

"Later, the Feng Clan destroyed your Lone Pine Mountain, which also had nothing to do with our Dragon Clan!"

"I say this, do you believe me?"

Before He Ping could answer, he saw the Witch God, ten thousand zhang tall, deep in the southern void, suddenly throw a punch, colliding with the phoenix ten thousand zhang in size.

An incomparable light exploded from the place where the two made contact.

The next moment, the light, carrying endless energy, power, and Daoist runes, surged in all directions.

It was like a magnificent shockwave.

And it wasn't just one; one after another, three waves were blown out in one breath.

In this strike, the Witch God Gu Miaochen did not retreat, and the Feng Clan ancestor did not retreat either.

The two were evenly matched.

But He Ping knew that Gu Miaochen had won.

Because Gu Miaochen's strike wasted at most one top-tier Earth Mother Blood Pill, while the Feng Clan ancestor's strike required the consumption of 100,000 years of lifespan!

"Our Dragon Clan does not want to get involved in your grudge with the Feng Clan!" Ao Cheng changed his tune directly.

Previously, he had still been thinking of joining forces with the Feng Clan to deal with He Ping.

After all, he was also afraid that He Ping would defeat them one by one.

But now, Ao Cheng discovered that Gu Miaochen had actually recovered, so what was the point of fighting?

He Ping possessed ninety-nine luck and was not stupid; since he dared to come, he must be in an invincible position.

For the current Dragon Clan, the best outcome for such a situation could only be to survive, not to perish together.

"I hope Fellow Daoist He can discern the truth!"

He Ping sneered: "Does the Dragon Clan take me, He Ping, for a fool?"

"Do you not know in your own hearts whether you had the intention to harm me?"

Ao Cheng said: "No matter what the juniors think, I have never thought of being your enemy. On this point, I can swear a Heavenly Dao oath!"

He Ping shook his head: "Let's talk about something practical; let's skip such empty words!"

"Good!" Ao Cheng said: "Our Dragon Clan swears a Heavenly Dao oath to hibernate in the Evil Sea from now on and never participate in the struggles of the five continents again!"

"That Profound Ice Continent originally belonged to our clan; our clan can also cede all our territory to the Human Clan!"

"Second, our Dragon Clan still possesses an immortal treasure, which was found by our predecessors from the Misty Mountain many years ago!"

"If you agree, we can also take out this immortal treasure and give it to you!"