The Ancient Dragon Lizard inherently contained a trace of True Dragon bloodline.
Legend had it that when the Yuan Yue founding ancestor traveled here, he saw a great demon residing in the mountains and intended to slay it to prove his Dao.
Unexpectedly, this demon had extremely strong defense but low intelligence, so he decided to subdue it instead.
Seeing the immortal mountains, spirit veins, and lush vegetation here, he formed the idea of establishing a sect.
Although this Dragon Lizard had a terrifying physical body and cultivated by absorbing the spirit vein, its intelligence hadn't grown much over hundreds of years, roughly equivalent to a six or seven-year-old child. Apart from sleeping daily, it had no other hobbies.
Therefore, even outer sect disciples of the Yuan Yue Holy Land didn't know such a demon beast guarded their sect!
And precisely because of this, it became a trump card in the Yuan Yue Holy Master's hand today.
"Roar!"
The demonic figure arrived above the main hall, its bloody,foul eyes looking at the Ling Clan members, flashing with overwhelming ferocity.
Its actions were entirely commanded by the Yuan Yue Holy Master, or rather, it was a kind of instinctive submission.
But the more so, the more it proved it had no reservations. Once it acted, it would be a fight to the death.
This was a peerlessly ferocious demon.
"A Divine Emperor demon beast?"
Jin Peng frowned slightly, a hint of caution flashing in his eyes.
Dragon bloodline, underdeveloped intelligence.
While it had drawbacks… it also appeared more savage and fierce.
"Is this the reliance of your Yuan Yue Holy Land?"
Ling Tianlin smiled faintly. The void behind him seemed to ripple momentarily.
The existence of Ghost Shadow was also a secret to the various sects in the Eastern Territories.
To put it bluntly, Ghost Shadow alone was enough to handle a Yuan Yue Holy Master.
"Hehe, since the Ling Emperor wishes to fight, my Yuan Yue Holy Land will naturally go all out. But with all the Ling Clan's experts here, if they fall here, how long can the Ling Clan… linger on?"
The Yuan Yue Holy Master showed no fear. The trump cards in his hand were far more than just this one Divine Emperor great demon.
But… the Ling Clan was powerful. A war between two great orthodoxies would inevitably result in both sides suffering.
If that Ling Xiao knew what was good for him, knelt and admitted his mistake, and offered some spirit treasures and stones as compensation, his Yuan Yue Holy Land could consider reconciliation.
"No need for the Holy Master to worry about that. Xiao'er…"
Ling Tianlin smiled slightly, as if seeking Ling Xiao's opinion.
At that moment, a playful glint suddenly flashed in the latter's eyes as he softly shouted, "Hua Hua."
Boom!
Above the void, a mighty dragon's might suddenly surged. A winding black shadow appeared in the sky, standing above Ling Xiao's head. A hint of confusion lurked within its fierce, savage eyes.
The drop of Sacred Dragon Essence Blood hadn't been fully refined yet, but Hua Hua's realm had already reached the threshold of the Divine General realm.
Yet even so, the moment it appeared, the demonic aura around the Dragon Lizard instantly stiffened, nearly dispersing.
"Roar!!"
The originally posturing demonic lizard, upon seeing the terrifying demonic shadow winding for hundreds of li above its head, immediately went limp in the legs and lowered its head.
Even the golden eagle beside Ling Tianlin showed a flash of fear in its eyes.
Originally, Hua Hua's bloodline was practically invincible in this realm.
Especially now, having fused with a drop of Sacred Dragon Essence Blood.
The demonic might it casually exuded made even Ling Tianlin and the other Divine Emperor experts involuntarily narrow their eyes.
A True Dragon?!
"You… you…"
The Yuan Yue Holy Master looked at the Dragon Lizard prostrate in mid-air, its four limbs limp, his face already darkened.
He never dreamed that beside the Ling Clan heir stood a True Dragon powerhouse.
Although this demonic dragon's aura wasn't overwhelmingly powerful, its demonic presence was truly terrifying.
"Ling Xiao! Do you think this allows you to do whatever you want? Hmph."
The Yuan Yue Holy Master gritted his teeth fiercely. Clear light flickered in his hand as an ancient array suddenly appeared above his head.
Within it, the sun, moon, stars, rivers, seas, and great mountains evolved. A peerless Dao intent spread out, instantly enveloping the entire Yuan Yue Holy Land.
"The Yuan Yue Holy Land's inherited Dao artifact, the Tai Xuan Mountains and Rivers Diagram."
This time, a trace of gravity finally flashed in Ling Tianlin's eyes.
He knew of this diagram's existence.
This ancient Dao artifact could not only manifest the power of heaven and earth but also imprison all living beings. It was extremely troublesome.
But…
To think a single Dao artifact could intimidate the Ling Clan was clearly wishful thinking.
"I have a Dao artifact too."
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, the demon blade appearing in his hand. It seemed to contain eternity; though it emitted no fluctuations, it awed the heavens.
"You foolhardy fool!"
The Yuan Yue Holy Master waved his hand. The Mountains and Rivers ancient diagram swelled with the wind, instantly sweeping towards the Ling Clan members.
Heaven and earth seemed to plunge into darkness. Then, immortal mountains stood before their eyes, auspicious clouds floated—clearly, everyone had entered the diagram.
From beginning to end, Ling Xiao didn't move, and Ling Tianlin didn't move either.
To annihilate the Yuan Yue Holy Land, this diagram had to be broken.
"All changes return to the origin. Break it with force."
Ling Xiao spoke indifferently. Behind him, countless spiritual lights suddenly blazed as attacks instantly howled across the sky, falling towards the immortal objects within the diagram.
"Hahahaha, within this diagram, everything is futile! Ling Tianlin, if you can make Ling Xiao kneel in repentance in my Holy Land's ancestral hall for ten days today, I might consider letting your Ling Clan off!"
The Yuan Yue Holy Master laughed coldly. But the moment his words fell, streams of light suddenly flashed across the sky.
A giant sword of clear radiance fell, splitting the heavens as it pressed down fiercely towards his head.
"Hmm?"
The Yuan Yue Holy Master's face changed dramatically. Beside him, the Yuan Yue Great Elder, Li Cangshan, waved his hand, forming a seal out of thin air to block the shocking sword.
Boom!
A terrifying spiritual wind scattered in all directions, sweeping many Holy Land disciples off their feet.
At that moment, figures revealed themselves in the sky above. The leader wore billowing black and white Daoist robes.
It was none other than the Ethereal Palace Master, Xu Ruyan!
"Ling Emperor, my Ethereal Dao Palace has come to help you break this array!!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the various Dao Palace elders behind her circulated their spiritual power. An overwhelming pressure descended, causing many Holy Land elders to instantly change their expressions.
This Dao Palace had finally arrived at the most critical moment.
"Retract!!!"
The Yuan Yue Holy Master didn't dare hesitate in the slightest. The ancient seal in his hand changed, and the imprisoning Mountains and Rivers Diagram suddenly dissipated into nothingness, directly transforming into an immortal curtain that enveloped the peak of the holy mountain.
Boom!
Countless streams of light crashed down. Even with the Yuan Yue Holy Master's cultivation, he felt his blood and qi churn, his aura gradually weakening.
"Damn it!!"
"Holy Master, don't panic. My Ancient Puppet Sect has come to assist you."
Just as resentment filled the hearts of the Yuan Yue Holy Land members, spiritual light flashed once more in the sky above.
Ancient, sinister auras stepped forward, positioning themselves before the Ethereal Dao Palace members.
Among them were two Emperors, five Kings, and three figures with no aura but exuding vast ferocious might—demonic puppets.
One gold, one silver, and one with black robes, long hair, and a withered face.
"The Ancient Puppet Sect's Four War Puppets?"
The playfulness in Ling Xiao's eyes grew stronger. It seemed someone couldn't wait to deliver opportunities to him.
"Hehehe, it's so lively. Xiao'er, did you forget your master?"
In the void, demonic energy suddenly surged and roared like an ocean.
Then, Wan Rendeng and the other demon sect elders all arrived, their gazes sharp as they looked at the people on the mountain peak.
"Daring to kill my daughter-in-law, the Yuan Yue Holy Land must be annihilated today."
A sharp, angry shout echoed from the horizon. Xuan Yuan Yue, her face cold as frost, arrived with her hands behind her back.
The red robes on her body stood out strikingly in the night sky, like an empress descending, instantly turning the gloom on the Yuan Yue Holy Master's face into狰狞 (zhēng níng - ferocity)!