Chapter 610 - 278: The Greatest Sight Across Ages, Gathering of Three Factions

Dragon Emperor?

The real True Dragon?

A legendary figure!

The True Dragon Race hasn’t appeared for over ten thousand years!

Even the Demon Race, which is known for its longevity compared to humans, has long forgotten over many generations.

Especially since the Demon Race isn’t fond of leaving written legacies, there’s a lack of records about the True Dragon Race, leading to much misunderstanding.

Faced with the three objects that confirm the Dragon Emperor’s identity, many young demons simply don’t know the significance.

They can only vaguely sense through their bloodline’s warning signals that the being before them... no, this ferocious red and black Giant Dragon is unbelievably powerful, absolutely unbeatable.

But they don’t understand the specifics.

The aquatic demon beasts know slightly more than they do because of the bloodline connection.

There is an ancient saying among the Demon Race that all aquatic creatures under heaven were created by the Dragon Race—this stems from the belief that all aquatic creatures can leap over the Dragon Gate and transform into a dragon.

The truth of the matter cannot be verified due to a lack of necessary evidence.

But what can be certain is that the Dragon Race is undoubtedly the sovereign respected by all aquatic creatures, an absolute ruler.

This is a mark directly engraved into their bloodline, passed down through generations.

So, when the sense of submission in the bloodline emerges, even the Demon Gods are no exception, falling to their knees without shame.

It’s very clean and swift, without the slightest hesitation.

Subsequently, after Old Flood Dragon Jiao Shengwu confirmed Lu Wenwu’s Dragon Emperor identity, the aquatic creatures immediately rushed to the front, becoming his most loyal followers.

In the Dragon Body state, Lu Wenwu slightly nodded, dispersing all divine anomalies, and descended towards the Demon Race Imperial Palace directly.

His familiarity was as if returning to his own home.

In fact, it truly was, completely like his home.

This place, back when the Demon Race Empire was still around, the past Demon Emperors all had to specifically leave a hall of the same Level for the Dragon Race, a rule personally set by the first Demon Emperor.

During the time of the Demon Race Empire, the Dragon Emperor was basically equivalent to the second emperor of the Demon Race.

The demon cultivators capable of sitting in this position clearly understood the situation well.

If the Dragon Race did not nod in agreement, no one dared to assume the position of the Demon Race Emperor.

One might say that ten years of hard study may have a slight chance of surpassing the accumulation of three generations.

But if you want to surpass the accumulation of the Dragon Race from the Immortal Ancient era to now with just one life, that is sheer absurdity.

Even if the Dragon Race doesn’t care at all, even if they don’t come for hundreds of years, they must be treated accordingly.

It’s akin to presenting a gift to a leader.

The leader might not need it, but you must have it.

Within the Demon Race Imperial Palace, Dragon Emperor Hall, Lu Wenwu smiled and shook his head at the fervent aquatic creatures and the group of Demon Gods who seemed to have something to say but held back.

Before coming, he did consider that the Dragon Emperor identity would come in handy.

But he didn’t expect it to be so useful.

It seems that after the Demon Race Empire’s collapse and the Dragon Race’s continued absence, the Demon Race truly became a scattered mess.

Now that someone capable of making decisions and garnering widespread recognition has appeared, there wasn’t even one to oppose or question.

If this happened among humans, it wouldn’t end without bloodshed.

When the ancestors who were once emperors revived, the first thing those in power would do would not be to welcome them but to force them back into their coffin and nail the coffin shut.

Encased in cement and lead, buried with ceremonial rites.

The dead ancestor is the best ancestor.

If you came back to life, wouldn’t that undermine my authority?

Even if you are real, you must pretend to be fake!

Even if you are truly resurrected, you’d have to die again!

Thankfully, this is the Demon Race.

Before the Treasure Couch, Old Flood Dragon respectfully inquired, "Your Majesty, what brings you to the Emperor’s Palace this time..."

Lu Wenwu did not conceal his intentions and spoke lightly, "Command—members of the Demon God Alliance are to arrive at the Dragon Emperor Palace by sunset for an audience, violators will face clan extermination."

Issuing orders as the present Dragon Emperor does not count as overstepping.

His current identity, status, and power indeed qualify him to give such commands.

Moreover, after the collapse of the Demon Race Empire, the Dragon Emperor could be considered the head of the Demon God Alliance.

It’s just that the True Dragon Race has always been reluctant to participate in meetings and exercise their authority.

"I will obey Your Majesty’s decree!" Old Flood Dragon immediately pledged.

After bowing, he turned around and waved his hand, and dozens of figures instantly disappeared from the palace to notify the included Demon Gods.

Lu Wenwu continued, "Inform the guards along the border and the road to the Ancestral Court that Orthodox Saint Venerable Heng Ru and Demon Path Blood River Demon Venerable will arrive at the Imperial Palace with their subordinates before sunset, do not obstruct them, and provide necessary guidance."

A look of shock appeared on Old Flood Dragon’s face.

But worthy of being an old demon thousands of years old, his response and mentality are top-notch.

He quickly suppressed his astonishment without asking more, just nodded in agreement, and once again delegated the tasks.

At the same time, he managed to calm the restless demons in the hall, as well as those Demon Gods who had some complaints about Lu Wenwu.

Lu Wenwu didn’t mind this at all.

For these late-stage Divinity Transformation Demon Gods to have opinions is very normal.

Suddenly, a leader they haven’t seen for several generations appears here to give orders, and for these Demon Gods to stand here already gives him a great deal of face.

Lu Wenwu didn’t have many other demands.

One can only say that this Dragon Emperor identity is truly useful.

Old Dragon Emperor’s place in Lu Wenwu’s heart has risen another notch.

If not for this widely recognized identity passed down through generations of the Demon Race, it would be nearly impossible to unify the scattered Demon Race with a human body.