"Ah! What is that?!!"
The first to react were the cultivators who hadn't yet realized what was happening; they were standing atop the ark city, holding up porcelain bottles and collecting fresh blood and flesh.
They didn't imdiately respond, only feeling that the porcelain bottles collecting the blood suddenly absorbed a large amount of turbid substances from the seawater, turning their faces green!
And turning completely green-faced were those in combat among the sea race, including experts like the Giant Shell Elder.
Embarrassed in public, the unexpected turn of events...
They lost all face.
These sea race experts were at a loss, bubbling away in the water like machine guns firing in rapid succession.
The dragon race experts in the battle watched with utter disdain, then burst into laughter, "Hahaha! What kind of trick is this? Mimicking the human race's Xi Rong, releasing multicolored bubbles to kill the enemy!"
One dragon race mber added snarkily, "No wonder these guys stand up for the lowly sea race commoners, learning to imitate their street excretions, polluting the seawater to win public favor with such a people-friendly move?"
"Hahaha!"
"I admit, this move wins hearts!"
"You imitate well!"
...
The traitor cultivators guarding the Bone King grew increasingly frustrated.
And inside the "Bone King" Embers Avatar, countless controlling blacksmiths were equally stunned by the scene.
Where did this sudden change co from, adding to our difficulty?
We were posing just fine, and now our coolness has plumted into the dirt!
I, the Bone King, was delivering such impressive speeches, sitting handsoly on the throne, guarded by a group of lackey escorts, and now I'm left embarrassed?
Even more embarrassing for everyone was that the neutral human race group in the distance had already begun docunting history.
Utterly lacking in integrity!
Facing the unexpected crisis, countless blacksmiths grew anxious.
"How did this happen?"
"Is the plan adding difficulty for us?"
"I knew the plan wouldn't be so kind."
"Brothers, is there a chance it's not about ramping up difficulty in the plan? Could it be that the Food God and Shao Chaikun's cooking have issues?"
Everyone: "..."
People suddenly realized.
They were instantly enraged at the disaster those two, the Food God and Shao Chaikun, had caused.
Only the Food God and Shao Chaikun wore strange expressions.
Could it be that our super Corpse-Colored Mushroom was that potent? Could it cause diarrhea even at the One Heart Realm?
In reality, the poison wasn't severe, nor did it affect combat; the depth of One Heart Realm wasn't afraid of it, it was just socially embarrassing.
But after all, they were smart people.
Seated on the throne, the Bone King watched the battle from afar and slowly spoke to ease the situation:
"Who would have thought that your dragon race, nowadays, has researched a branch of the Poison Dragon lineage, so vicious, base, and filthy, engaging in such dirty deeds."
"The saying 'May everyone in the world beco dragons,' has been misinterpreted..."
"You are unworthy."
The dragon race didn't imdiately respond.
Beside them, the Night Mad Cultivator, a renowned detective, stepped out to reason quickly:
"Your dragon race's arrogance probably couldn't stand humans collecting your blood, so you used such a tactic to disgust those humans by mixing filthy substances into the blood, how vicious!"
"You! You! How dare you!!" The dragon race, caught off guard, found themselves burdened with a heavy accusation.
Even the humans debated.
It seed like sothing the proud dragon race might do, disgust both the sea race traitors and the humans?
If there really were Poison Dragons, the tactic would be simple.
The Giant Shell Elder and his group sighed with relief, thinking they would face social death, but this little guy had such a slick tongue, directing the bla at the dragon race, extracting them from the situation.
The Puppet Emperor behind them was quite good.
Many fighting cultivators sighed with relief, thanks to this one saving the day, otherwise, their lives would bear a mark of great disgrace.
Moreover, so great cultivators began to believe that it could be the dragon race's doing.
After all, who could poison them?
They had been secluded in the Bone Demon Sect all along, it was impossible for them to be poisoned.
It couldn't possibly be the Bone Demon Race poisoning them, right? Not only did the small power not possess such capability, even if they did, it wasn't possible.
Because they themselves were their backing, if they fell today, the dragon race would surely slaughter their race to establish authority.
So, indeed, it was very likely the present dragon race that poisoned them.
The Giant Shell Elder analyzed logically, growing more convinced it was the dragon race's doing, who could have thought the dragon race had beco so despicable and shaless nowadays?
Though wearing the dragon robe, stepping on the dragon ladder, and sitting on the throne did slap them hard in the face, but now, these dragon races were slapping them back, almost leading them to social death!
"You're courting death!! Humiliating us like this!" The Giant Shell Elder sneered, furious, "Seems like today's events won't end peacefully.
"It's you who are courting death!!!"
The dragon race entourage was completely enraged.
That Bone King was surely their plant, wearing dragon robe and throne, debasing their dragon race.
Now, they even sullied their reputation with poisoning, employing such filthy tactics, maliciously preditated.
They were initially arrogant, but their clan's strategist, White Dragon King, advised them to show so restraint, and they decided to endure... and yet, now?
Given their complete disregard for honor.
This matter, it seems, cannot end peacefully!
"Kill!!"
"Attack directly!!"
With that, they unleashed the real core combat power.
Jiao Wuyu, at the One Heart Realm, and even top experts of the ancient tombs at the One Heart Realm.
It must be known, the gap in combat power within the dragon race was significant.
Although the basic divine techniques of each dragon race lineage were fixed, they could only differentiate through the dragon race's cultivation techniques, so they had deep research into cultivation techniques.
For instance, Spiritual Root techniques of the Blood Separation Flower had generally three branch cultivation techniques.
Their most difficult cultivation technique was almost unattainable for dragons, but once mastered, they were almost invincible at the sa tier.
Now, those invincible powerhouses at the sa tier were unleashed.
"Your sea race lineage isn't without its power!!"
Finally, Jiao Wuyu stepped out, gathering a massive aura around him, "But once I make my move, your Bone Demon lineage's rebels will be utterly finished."
But in reality, she had been bribed and existed as the core player to ease the situation.
"It's you, huh." The Giant Shell Elder looked at her grimly, "You young one... went missing for thousands of years in the human race, who knew you'd gain such fortune, transforming into an Ancestral Dragon."
Jiao Wuyu, among the young generation of the dragon race, wasn't noticeable, quite diocre.
But who knew that after a trip to the human race, she was killed and then fortunate, awakening as the Ghost King, becoming the number one expert of her dragon race generation?
Even each great sea race could only lant the world's unpredictability.
"Kill!"
One by one, experts suddenly took action.
...
On the other side.
East Sea Dragon Palace.
This was the central territory of the dragon race, where countless resplendent massive golden palaces stood, allowing the dragons to co and go in their true forms.
In fact, these magnificent golden palaces housed dragon cave entrances within them, interconnected.
After all.
The dragon race's ancestral lands, nurous great emperors, each overseeing their various territories from here.
Xin Xichen and Dao Yueniang quietly approached, "Emperor, there are no more guards around."
Xin Xichen nodded calmly, "The defenses of the ancestral tomb of the dragon race are also considerably relaxed."
Others may not know.
But they knew that while it appeared as if the One Heart Realm was fighting, the ancestors of the many sea race holy lands and the dragon race ancient tomb were actually in a standoff with each other.
"Let's go in." Before them was the entrance to the Dragon Tomb, and with a massive dragon cave door, he pressed and opened a crack, and the two swiftly slipped inside.
Soon after they entered.
Xirong Manor Master Ning Zheng and Dao Yueniang stood at the entrance of the dragon tomb.
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