Chapter 832 - 516: The Unrest at Spirit Mountain in the Extreme West, The Impending Surge

Chapter 832: Chapter 516: The Unrest at Spirit Mountain in the Extreme West, The Impending Surge

"Ao Ping, I heard you attacked the Human Race for no reason?"

The Sixth Dragon Prince had just returned to the Dragon Palace.

His whole body trembled.

"Aunt, I’m sorry."

The Sixth Dragon Prince sought help by looking at the Dragon King.

The Dragon King directly moved his gaze away, staring at the sea surface, as if the sea held countless stories.

There was nothing he could do, for that was Ao Wui.

How much the Sixth Dragon Prince feared the Third Dragon Princess, that’s how much he feared this sister.

The two generations were so similar.

The only thing worth celebrating was that Ao Xue had previously fallen for a short-lived breed without cultivation.

Unlike Dugu Li, this old man, who now dares to shamefully intervene in matters of the Dragon Race.

Humph!

Thinking thus.

Dugu Li spoke up, "Alright, alright, I suppose it’s just a misunderstanding."

Dugu Li eased the atmosphere, and Ao Wui didn’t pursue it.

However, a hint of surprise flickered in Dugu Li’s farthest depths.

The appearance of the Yang God Dao also shocked him.

The Human Race at Extreme West Realm converging with the Star Sea is an even stronger stimulant than Celestial Essence Realm’s integration with the Star Sea two millennia ago.

What startled him most was that the mysterious Cultivator from Extreme West Realm, known as Ancestor Spirit among other Extreme West Realm Cultivators, could really break into the Divinity Transformation Realm.

"Just too arrogant, angering the Dragon Race would be troublesome."

Everyone has their own stance.

Just like Ao Xue would defend the Human Race for Zhao Fu.

Dugu Li would care about the Dragon Race’s interests for Ao Wui.

If factions were to be divided among the Human Race.

Dugu Li is definitely the moderate faction least wishing to become enemies with the Dragon Race.

While Dugu Li was racking his brain thinking of ways to ease relations between the two races.

A will descended upon this place.

All Dragon Race high-ranking members transformed into human forms, half-kneeling on the ground.

It was the will conveyed by a Great Saint of the Dragon Race.

"A mutation has occurred in the Extreme West Land."

"A special entity named Spirit Mountain has descended in Extreme West Realm."

"Spiritless Great Saint, Gold-Maned Great Saint, Nine-Seek Great Saint, the three Great Saints of the Peacock Race, Bifang Great Saint, Compassionate Owl Great Saint..." ℯℯ𝘭.

The Dragon Race Great Saint mentioned over thirty Great Saints in one breath.

"Including our race’s Cangjin Great Saint and Great Saint Cyan Wood."

"They all disappeared without a trace after entering Spirit Mountain."

"All Celestial Demon Demon Emperors from the Thirty-Three Celestial Demon Kingdoms in Extreme West Land also vanished, countless Demon Cultivators who went to investigate have disappeared."

"Various races must send in more powerful beings for investigation."

"The Dragon Race will do likewise."

"Send two Celestial Demons, a Demon Emperor will suffice."

The voice soon dissipated.

In the hearts of all the Dragon Race members, mighty waves rose.

Though none of the Great Saints mentioned by the Dragon Race Great Saint, suppressed by Spirit Mountain, were Great Saints at the level of the Ancestral Witch.

But they were Great Saints!

Transcendent among the mundane, if divided, each Great Saint could propagate a formidable lineage.

Now, so many Great Saints are being suppressed by Spirit Mountain.

"Spirit Mountain, what on earth is that!"

"Why are Great Saints being suppressed?"

"Those are Great Saints!"

The Dragon Race whispered lowly.

Great Saints transcend the mundane, even a True Dragon wouldn’t compare to a strand of a Great Saint’s hair.

The simplest example is that the lowest tier of every True Dragon is a Celestial Demon.

Yet almost every True Dragon is stuck at Celestial Demon.

Because above Celestial Demon is Great Saint.

This bottleneck is mesmerizing even for a True Dragon.

Few can cross it.

Thus, how could thirty-odd presences be suppressed.

Even when conflicts erupted between the Witch Race in the past, hardly any Great Saint-level powerhouses perished.

Thirty Great Saints are enough to shock the entire Witch Demon Continent.

However, Ao Wui sneered.

"Their Great Saints being suppressed matters little to our Starry Sea Dragon Palace."

"After all, that Extreme West Land is far from our Star Sea, if the Western Sea Dragon King weren’t so frantic, even our race wouldn’t send those two Great Saints."

"Moreover, the North Sea, East Sea, and South Sea’s three Dragon Palaces are extremely distant from the Extreme West Land."

"Only the West Sea Dragon Palace is somewhat affected."

"If you ask me, the powerhouses going should not be too serious; just collect some intelligence."

Ao Wui said calmly.

"But it’s a command passed down by the Great Saint." The Dragon King said with some difficulty.

Ao Wui only cast him a cold glance.

"The land Demon Race has had increasing friction with our Sea Race over the years."

"If not for the Human Race mediating and the surrounding Witch Race eyeing us, wars would be endless by now."

"Does the Dragon King still think our Dragon Palace needs to be fully committed?"

"As for Great Saints, the Great Saint of the Dragon Race, after all, is the Great Saint of all Demon Race, as such the elder has his reasons to say this."

Ao Wui’s gaze swept around, no one dared to speak further.

After all, what Ao Wui said was factual.

Better if that Spirit Mountain and Demon Race bite each other and are both worn out.

Perhaps the Dragon Race could seize the chance to truly become the royal family of the Demon Race.

Moreover, even the West Sea Dragon Palace is likely not that anxious.

After all, the West Sea is vast; Spirit Mountain seems to continuously spread on land and may not even intrude upon the West Sea Dragon Palace.

"In that case, Ao Xue and Ao Ping will serve as Celestial Demon Envoys of our Starry Sea Dragon Palace and investigate the matter."

"Just right for Xue’er and Ping’er to gain some experience, and sending True Dragons can silence other Demon Races."

As he spoke.

Ao Wui glanced at Dugu Li.

Dugu Li seemed lost in thought from the beginning.

Appearing troubled.

Yet Ao Wui didn’t take it to heart.

"Extreme West Land, Spirit Mountain..."

"Yes, Extreme West Realm Cultivators migrated from there."