PDLP Chapter 44 Bei Ming Takes in a Son
Chapter 44 Bei Ming Takes in a Son
Chapter 44 Bei Ming Takes in a Son
In the primordial era, years were immeasurable; in the blink of an eye, three cycles had already passed.
During this period, the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race was at its zenith, constantly expanding its territory, subjugating all races, and enjoying the height of its fortune.
The Wu tribe was not to be outdone. Although they did not cultivate the primordial spirit, they had forged the indestructible Pangu body and had twelve ancestral witches in charge, making them equal to the demon tribe and fighting endlessly.
The entire primordial continent seemed to have become a giant meat grinder, with countless lives perishing every day, and the malevolent energy of the calamity growing stronger day by day.
Amidst this chaotic situation, only one place has maintained a serene and detached tranquility.
Beiming, Kunpeng Palace.
Kunpeng sat cross-legged in the depths of the sea of blood, with the God-Slaying Spear hovering around him. On the pitch-black spear, the originally wild and untamed demonic energy had become as easy to control as his own hands under the baptism of time and the nurturing of the quasi-saint's magic power.
Although he had not completely eradicated the evil corpse, his control over this murderous weapon had reached a state of perfection.
On this day, a respectful knocking sound suddenly came from the gates of the Kunpeng Palace, which had been closed for countless years.
"Reporting to the Master."
Outside the palace gates, Xuanhan Tongzi's slightly excited voice rang out: "The Dragon Clan of the East Sea requests an audience!"
"Oh?"
Kunpeng slowly opened his eyes, a flash of divine light in them, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.
"They've finally arrived—"
Back then, in the East Sea Dragon Palace, he left Ao Guang with a promise: "The gates of the Northern Underworld will always be open to the dragon race."
Now it seems that the seed is finally going to take root and sprout under pressure.
"Announce."
With a wave of his sleeve, Kunpeng caused the gates of Kunpeng Palace to burst open.
Before long, led by Xuanhan Tongzi, an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a blue dragon robe, walked steadily into the main hall.
Although this person had an aged face, the faint aura of a peak Great Luo cultivator surrounding him, as well as the majesty of an ancient overlord, made people dare not underestimate him in the slightest.
He was none other than the Azure Dragon Ancestor, one of the top dragon clan survivors of the Dragon-Han Calamity!
"Azure Dragon of the Dragon Clan pays respects to the Demon Ancestor!"
When the Azure Dragon Ancestor entered the hall, he did not act arrogantly because of his age, but instead respectfully bowed to Kunpeng as a junior.
"Fellow Daoist Qinglong, no need for formalities."
Kunpeng slightly raised his hand, and a gentle magical power lifted the Azure Dragon. "Fellow Daoist is an ancient senior. Although I am the Demon Ancestor, I dare not presume before you. Please sit."
The Azure Dragon Ancestor sat down, but his face showed no signs of relaxation; instead, it was full of worry and exhaustion.
"You're too kind, Demon Ancestor."
Azure Dragon sighed, "The dragon race is now in decline and is no longer as powerful as it once was. If it weren't for a few ancestors who were barely holding things together, we would probably have been eaten alive, leaving not even bones behind."
Kunpeng feigned ignorance, asking, "Why do you say that, fellow Daoist? Could it be that Emperor Jun of the Heavenly Court has once again attacked the Dragon Clan?"
Upon hearing this, a flash of resentment crossed Qinglong's eyes: "It is indeed that Emperor Jun Taiyi!"
"Over the years, the Heavenly Court, relying on its superior numbers and power, has relentlessly pressed forward. Under the guise of ruling over all races, they have repeatedly dispatched demon saints to my Dragon Palace to deliver imperial decrees," demanding that my dragon race submit to the Heavenly Court, surrender the Eyes of the Four Seas, and even send my dragon descendants to serve as their vanguard cannon fodder, to fight the Witch Clan to the death!"
"Though my dragon race has declined, we were once the overlords of heaven and earth. How can we suffer such humiliation? Moreover, the Lich Calamity is a bottomless abyss. My dragon race has barely survived the Dragon-Han Calamity. If we are drawn into such a calamity, I fear even our last vestige of vitality will be extinguished!"
At this point, the Azure Dragon Ancestor's eyes were filled with grief, indignation, and helplessness.
"If it weren't for our clan's Ancestor Zhulong awakening from his slumber some time ago and recovering some of his vitality, thus intimidating the envoys from the Heavenly Court with his Quasi-Saint cultivation, I fear the world would already be in turmoil!"
"Even so, Ancestor Zhulong is still seriously injured and cannot fight for long. If the Heavenly Court is determined to attack our Dragon Clan, we—I'm afraid we really won't be able to hold out."
Kunpeng nodded, understanding dawning on his mind.
The Dragon Clan's current situation is like a piece of fat meat, sandwiched between the two behemoths, the Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan.
The Heavenly Court desires the Dragon Clan's fortune and resources from all corners of the world, while the Witch Clan desires the Dragon Clan's flesh and blood to refine their bodies.
No matter which side they side with, the end result is that they will be used as cannon fodder and exhausted.
"So, you thought of me?"
Kunpeng stared intently at Qinglong, speaking frankly.
"Exactly!"
The Azure Dragon Ancestor rose again, bowed deeply to the Kunpeng, and said with utmost sincerity: "Although the Demon Ancestor established the Demon Sect, he has always remained outside the struggle for supremacy during the Great Tribulation, transcending worldly affairs."
"Moreover, the Demon Ancestor once did my Dragon Clan a favor and promised to protect them."
"Now the Dragon Clan is facing a life-or-death crisis. Only you, Demon Ancestor, possess both the noble title of Supreme Demon Lord and the terrifying strength to contend with the Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan!"
"Our dragon race is willing to submit to the Demon Ancestor's command!"
"Even if we have to relocate our entire clan to this harsh and desolate northern land, as long as we can preserve our bloodline and prevent the dragon race from dying out, we will—"
--willing!"
These words were spoken with a poignant yet resolute tone.
The once invincible dragon race, which ruled the four seas, has now had to lower its noble head and surrender to others in order to survive.
Kunpeng was overjoyed upon hearing this.
This was the opportunity he had been waiting for for countless years!
Subduing the dragons is not just about gaining a powerful vassal, but also about receiving the blessing of the four seas' fortune!
Although the Dragon Clan has declined, that's only in comparison to the Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan.
Its foundation remains incredibly profound, with numerous powerful figures at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortal, and the veteran Quasi-Saint Zhulong also overseeing it.
This is an extremely powerful force!
"good!"
Kunpeng suddenly stood up, waved his sleeve, and released and then withdrew a powerful quasi-saint aura, demonstrating his strength.
"Fellow Daoist Qinglong, you flatter me."
"As the ancestor of all demons, the dragon race, belonging to the scaled lineage, is already under my protection. Although Di Jun and Tai Yi are the Heavenly Emperor Donghuang, they are merely juniors before me."
"Since the Dragon Clan trusts me, then I hereby swear an oath!"
Kunpeng's booming voice echoed throughout the entire Northern Sea: "From this day forward, the Dragon Clan shall be incorporated into my Northern Sea lineage and shall be under the protection of my Demonic Sect!"
"If the Heavenly Court or the Witch Clan dares to harm the Dragon Clan in the slightest, they will be making an enemy of me, and an enemy of the entire Demon Sect!"
"Thank you, Demon Ancestor! Demon Ancestor, for your mercy!"
The Azure Dragon Ancestor was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes, and the heavy weight that had been hanging over his heart was finally lifted.
With Kunpeng's promise, the Dragon Clan was saved!
"but----"
Kunpeng changed the subject, looking at Qinglong with a shrewd glint in his eyes: "Moving the entire clan to Beiming is a safe option, but it's not a long-term solution, and it also means losing the foundation of the dragon clan's rule over the four seas."
"I have a plan."
"Your dragon race need not relocate; you will continue to guard the four seas."
"I will send the Asura Clan to the Four Seas to jointly guard the Sea Eyes with your Dragon Clan and resist foreign enemies."
"At the same time, I will connect the Northern Darkness Grand Array to the Eyes of the Four Seas. If a powerful enemy attacks, I can arrive in an instant!"
"In this way, we can both preserve the Dragon Clan's foundation and enhance the prestige of the Northern Underworld. Isn't that wonderful?"
Upon hearing this, the Azure Dragon Ancestor was overjoyed: "The Demon Ancestor is wise! If this is possible, the Dragon Clan is willing to serve as the Demon Ancestor's vanguard, forever guarding the four seas!"