Chapter 4: Immortals and Humans as Enemies
As the elder moved, the Tyrant Dragon seemed to have sensed the crisis as well. Every scale on its cyan body stood up, revealing its ancient, cyan-colored dragon skin. Its light golden tail hummed with a sound like a heavenly sword in slumber, and its golden edges flowed like water, slowly covering the entire length of the dragon's tail.
At this moment, the four old men have descended to a height of less than 100 meters in the sky. The young man in white robes stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the dragon's tail for a long time before sighing and saying: "Why do you insist on resisting? As an Arid Dragon, although you share the same ancestral bloodline as the Dragon Clan, the Hundred Clans do not recognize your Arid Dragon tribe. Your tribe's foundation is also in our Human Tribe's land. If the Hundred Clans were to descend upon us, your Arid Dragon tribe would also be unable to escape unscathed. Today, although we are taking advantage of your misfortune, it is also a case of being forced into a corner. Our four great kings' departments guard the Northern Wilderness Western Domain's one and only King's Road. If it were to be broken through and become an eternal road, it would be a great calamity for our Human Tribe."
The tyrannical dragon's light golden eyes were cold and unresponsive, but the dragon's tail was clanging, like a heavenly sword quivering, which already explained everything.
"Get moving!"
The Blue-robed Sword King was concise, his eyes gleaming like a sword, the golden war sword in his hand bursting with astonishing sharpness. The golden sword aura filled the air, and the heavens and earth harmonized, leaving only the pure sound of sword hums in the entire sky. The Blue-robed Sword King made his move, and the Snow-shirted Young Man also shook his head lightly, stretching out a palm from behind his back. What a palm it was - crystal clear like white jade, delicate as frozen fat, yet with finger joints that were clearly defined and sharp edges subtly revealed.
Buzz!
A soft hum, a three-inch-long mouthful, a silver-white flying knife appeared between his fingers, the flying knife had a cloud pattern embossed on it, vaguely reflecting the sky and the earth, the invisible knife intent shot out, locking onto the Overlord Dragon below. At the moment when the Snow Shirt Boy's flying knife appeared, whether it was the Green Robed Sword King or the Iron Blooded Old Man, their pupils deep down were faintly revealing a hint of apprehension.
"Mountain River Seal!"
A middle-aged man in a blue shirt sank into contemplation, his hands tracing out mysterious trajectories. His embrace seemed to contain the vast expanse of mountains and rivers, with heaven and earth under his control. A large blue seal took shape once more, suppressing all within its range, its majestic aura shaking the heavens. The giant seal descended, shattering the air inch by inch, as ripples spread through the void. A terrifying pressure suddenly bore down on the Tyrant Dragon's body.
Ah!
The Tyrant Dragon's roar was like thunder, shaking the earth and sending ancient trees flying. Behind a pale red glow, Xiao Yi clearly felt a sense of resentment, anger, and deep reluctance in the dragon's roar. This emotion didn't need to be distinguished, it naturally transmitted into Xiao Yi's heart.
Ding!
The flying knife in the Snow Shirt Boy's hand disappeared, a silver light flashed by, as if it had moved instantly, and disappeared into thin air. At the same time, on the back of the Heavenly Horse, the old man let out a loud roar, his black great axe chopping down fiercely. This axe seemed to split heaven and earth, infinite aura spread out, wave after wave of bloody killing intent coiled like a dragon, enveloping the four sides of the Dragon Cave.
Pfft!
In an instant, the Dragon King's brow furrowed, a flash of blood light passed through, Xiao Yi saw that on the pale red light screen in front of him, it suddenly twisted and distorted, at the center position, a silver-white three-inch flying knife slowly rotated, finally exhausting its strength, falling to the ground, this was Snow Shirt Boy's flying knife.
His heart skipped a beat, Xiao Yi looked at the tyrant dragon again, and on its skull, a blood hole as wide as a bowl suddenly appeared, with fresh blood flowing out, this blood had a light golden color.
Ah!
The Tyrant Dragon let out a deafening roar, its sound waves unprecedentedly massive, seemingly indifferent to the injury on its brow. However, in its light golden eyes, the golden pupils grew increasingly intense, almost reaching their peak in an instant. The next moment, it opened its mouth and spat out a cyan-colored light ball the size of a human head, with seven faint golden light points flickering on its surface. As soon as the cyan light ball appeared, a surge of energy seemed to suppress the nine heavens, sweeping out violently. The faces of the four Snow Shirt youths changed simultaneously.
"Not good, it's the Seven-Star Dragon Ball! Its dragon soul is reborn, and it will shatter the stars to fight for its life!" The Green Robed Sword King growled.
However, the Tyrant Dragon's will was too resolute, and with the four people's cultivation, they couldn't stop it. The cyan light sphere above had a faint golden light spot that suddenly shattered, followed by six more faint golden light spots shattering in succession. With each faint golden light spot disintegrating, the Tyrant Dragon's aura surged up another notch. When all seven faint golden light spots were gone, its aura far surpassed what it was initially, and the strength of its breath caused the surrounding void to distort, as if unable to withstand this power. The cyan light sphere was also thoroughly dyed a faint gold color, with the surrounding void rippling like massive waves.
The golden sword shattered, the giant seal collapsed, and the blood-colored aura was directly dispersed, turning into a bloody rain that poured down on the nine heavens. The four Snow Shirt youths were like facing a great enemy, their eyes heavy with concentration, staring at the pale golden light ball, the power of the Dragon Pearl obtained by the Dragon King even surpassed the peak, its breath as deep as an abyss, the final blow would surely shake the heavens and earth.
Crack!
Longdong four directions, a crack opened, countless ancient trees were swallowed, falling rocks rolling, earth fire magma surged out of the ground, and thick smoke appeared to be dispersed by Longwei, air solidified, like sticky mud.
Inside the pale red light screen, Xiao Yi had an illusion. At this moment, the tyrant dragon's pale golden eyes seemed to have glanced at him. Instantly, the pale golden light ball opened up, and a piece of golden flowing water covered the pale red light screen. In an instant, at the entrance of the dragon cave, the light screen was intertwined with gold and red, and a thread of mysterious aura spread out.
The sudden change left the four Snow Shirt youths at a loss, and in an instant, their faces were extremely unsightly.
"Bloodline Forbidden!" The heavenly horse neighed, the old man on its back let out a deep sigh, his hand grasping a large black axe that rang out with a chilling gleam.
The Blue Robed Sword King sighed, "We coincidentally captured the existence of this Seven Star Desolate Dragon. If it weren't for its recent birth and sudden decline in cultivation, even at our peak, the four of us joining hands might not be enough to defeat it. Now, with a single strike from Shattered Stars, the Bloodline Divine Seal has been laid down. Unless it's the Desolate Dragon's bloodline or the Great Emperor taking action, no one else can enter."
"Or perhaps there is another way."
Suddenly, the Snow Shirt Youth spoke up, he stretched out a crystal-like finger and pointed to one corner of the golden red light screen. The three people's eyes condensed for an instant, and in that moment, divine light burst forth. Although this Bloodline Seal prevented them from breaking through, wanting to see through it was not difficult at all. At this moment, following the Snow Shirt Youth's guidance, they immediately saw Xiao Yi inside the Dragon Cave.
"Actually someone!" The middle-aged man in green clothes slightly frowned, then coldly snorted, "Probably mistakenly entered during the previous great war, just an ordinary person, with not bad luck."
The middle-aged man in green clothes said, the four people descended to the ground, and the hope that had been extinguished in their eyes reignited. Outside the Dragon Cave, the Tyrant Dragon remained motionless, as if petrified. The blue dragon scales lost their luster, its eyes were dull, and it was devoid of spirit. It allowed the four people to walk by its side without moving.
It's dead!
Xiao Yi's heart moved, looking at the Tyrant Dragon outside the cave. It turned out that after endless years, in the Xishui Wetland Park, the fossilized remains of the Tyrant Dragon were formed like this.
But the next moment, Xiao Yi's gaze was drawn to the four people outside the light screen. Even though they were separated by the light screen, he felt a chill in his heart, as if an ordinary lower-class citizen had suddenly seen the President of the country. The superior's temperament subtly affected his spirit, forming immense pressure.
"You are immortals, or ancient practitioners of internal alchemy!" Xiao Yi hesitated to say. He usually reads a lot and also knows that in ancient times there were some Taoist priests who practiced internal alchemy to seek longevity, but having such destructive power, there is no record from ancient times to the present, so in Xiao Yi's mind, he is more inclined towards the first guess, only immortals can remain unknown to humans in later generations, with many magical powers and infinite changes, quietly exiting the historical stage in the future era of great technological advancements.
"It's no wonder that you're just a vagabond from some small tribe, lacking in common sense and cultivation. You can't even tell the difference between an immortal and a human." The old man on the Tianma's back looked at Xiao Yi and said in a deep voice, "No matter which tribe you're from or if you're just a wandering vagabond, you must remember that immortals are one of the greatest enemies of our human tribe. They have immortal energy on their bodies, and they can't hide it on our human realm's land. It's easy to distinguish them. You little kid, if you have the chance to become a soldier for our human tribe in the future, how will you resist the enemy if you can't even tell the difference between the various tribes outside of our domain?"
Xiao Yi was stunned, all of this overturned his common sense. In the era of great technology, he only knew that in the deep mountains and old forests, some Taoist temples such as Qingcheng, Wudang, Maoshan, Longhushan, etc., had people seeking immortality and asking about the Tao, not setting foot in the mundane world, becoming an immortal was their highest pursuit. When did it become that in this indistinguishable era, immortals became a great enemy? And listening to the old man's words, the human race's greatest enemy wasn't just the immortals.
What happened to the ancient earth? Was it the Paleozoic era, which was even more distant than the Mesozoic era, or an even older age? Or is this not a purely earthly place, and what does the super-ancient civilization represent? Xiao Yi's mind was a bit confused, but his eyes were still vigilant. The Tyrant Dragon seemed to be dead, but these four people nearby, each of whom could move mountains and fill seas, destroy mountains and break through peaks, he was not an opponent at all. However, Xiao Yi also vaguely sensed that the Tyrant Dragon's movements before its death were not trivial, and it seemed that these four people could not cross the golden red light curtain to enter the cave.
"Little friend, can you go in and retrieve that Wild Dragon Egg for us? I, Tianxia Wang, can take you under my wing and make you a member of the Tianxia tribe. Before you reach the Open Heaven Realm, I will help you condense your Blood Soldiers and become a War Master of our Human Tribe." The old man on the Heavenly Horse suddenly spoke up, causing the other three to pause in surprise before speaking out one after another.
"Promotion requires, I, Lieyang Wang, will take on two and a half shares." The Green Robed Sword King nodded.
"The same goes for the Knife Spirit King's faction." The Snow Shirt youth lightly smiled.
"There's also the Mountain and River King's Manor." A middle-aged man in a green robe spoke up, looking at Xiao Yi. "You don't need to guess anything, indeed the four of us cannot enter this divine prohibition, but you, an ordinary person, these things in the cave are useless to you. However, if that Wild Dragon Egg were to grow, it would be of great use to our human tribe's war situation in the North and West Deserts. So, one must know when to be content, understand the greater righteousness, and know what to give up. Do you understand?"
