Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 916 - 911: A New Crisis

"Strange, how did the Dragon tribe become the national guardian beast of the human alliance?"

In the ancestral lands of the Saint Clan, amidst vibrant blossoms, the Saint Clan's Patriarch sat in the pavilion, puzzled as he looked at the intelligence report in his hand.

The arrogance of the Dragon tribe surpasses that of the Saint Clan.

How could they submit to a declining human alliance?

"Bewildering, the myriad worlds become increasingly unfathomable!"

The Saint Clan's Patriarch sighed, flicking his hand, and the intelligence report turned to ashes, scattered in the void, leaving no trace.

His face was full of worry.

The looming catastrophe approaches, and the fate of the Saint Clan rests in his hands.

Whether to thrive amidst the catastrophe or face destruction, different decisions need to be made.

"Could my eyes have deceived me?"

In the ancestral lands of the War Clan, in a quaint courtyard, the War Clan's Patriarch lay on a rocking chair, fingers tapping the armrest rhythmically.

Those familiar with him know that this elder, who led the War Clan to rise, sweeping through eternity, now has a troubled mind!

"Alas!"

"Let's wait and observe a bit longer!"

In the ancestral lands of the Purple Lightning Clan, nestled within purple mountains, clouds gather all day, obscuring the sunlight.

At the mountain peak, thousands of thunderbolt strike down, creating a harsh environment.

Yet.

For the Purple Lightning Clan, this place is a rare sacred site for cultivation.

At this moment, the Purple Lightning Clan's Patriarch, who was refining his body with lightning, received news of the Dragon tribe submitting to the human alliance, feeling wary and deciding to delay their involvement.

Although, the Purple Lightning Clan ranks higher than the Dragon tribe.

However, the Dragon tribe, as the overlord of the Azure Ancient Era, once had Quasi-Saint strongmen, surviving six eras and still maintaining a position in the myriad worlds, demonstrating their deep heritage.

Truth be told, the Purple Lightning Old Ancestor is reluctant to be enemies with the Dragon tribe.

Phoenix Clan.

Situated in Phoenix Realm, within a world named Nirvana Heaven Great Thousand World.

An ancient tree towering into the sky and piercing the heavens stood at the world's center, its canopy spread wide, shielding the daylight, emanating pure fire elemental power.

This tree is a wutong tree.

Surrounded by countless volcanoes, with eternal flames and surging lava.

"Dragon Emperor, what is your intention?"

"The Azure Ancient Three Clans are already in disgrace, yet you dare to become involved in the looming catastrophe..."

Standing straight atop the wutong tree, the Phoenix Emperor gazed into the distance, a trace of concern on her exquisite and beautiful face.

A hot wind blew.

Lifting her red long skirt, like dancing flames, enchanting and alluring.

Meanwhile.

In the ancestral lands of the Qilin Clan.

The earth's power is solid.

Auspicious energy floats.

"Order the Fire Kylin to go to the Dragon tribe and inquire why they have broken the Three Clan Covenant and independently allied with the human alliance!"

A heavy and sonorous voice echoed from a certain cave mansion, reverberating through the vault of heaven, dispersing the cloud layers.

"As you command, my emperor!"

A qilin, crimson all over and with a body like a mountain, soared, riding auspicious clouds, flying into the starry sky.

As forces from all over the Great Thousand Worlds were amazed, internally in the Dragon tribe, a significant stir and unrest occurred.

Tens of thousands of Dragon tribe strongmen angrily approached the Dragon Emperor's residence, wanting to question why the Dragon Emperor would harm the tribe's interests, lower their status, and submit to the human alliance?

For this, the Dragon Emperor specially convened the tribe to inform them about the 'Ancestral Dragon Pearl.'

Once these words were spoken, it was like cold water splashed on raging fire, not only calming the anger of the Dragon tribe members but also making them thrilled.

The Ancestral Dragon Pearl!

Finally returning to the Dragon tribe.

Could this be a sign of ancestral protection and the revival of the Dragon tribe?

After stabilizing the tribe members, the Dragon Emperor entrusted internal matters to Ao Hong, and immediately went into seclusion.

...

Days later.

A radiant celestial ship, glittering with divine light, crossed the starry sky, arriving outside the Great Profound Sky Great Thousand World.

"Is this the Qin Dynasty's Heavenly Court?"

Life Eternal walked out of the cabin, standing at the ship's bow, looking ahead at the world, his gaze domineering, and said proudly.

Around him, a dozen youthful prodigies stood, guarding the surroundings, each with a trace of disdain and contempt in their eyes.

They have reasons to feel contempt.

The world where the 'Holy Heart Clan' resides is countless times more prosperous than the Great Profound Sky Great Thousand World, and outside the world's sky, there are multiple top-level laws.

Unlike the Great Profound Sky Great Thousand World, where even the strongest force is merely the power of advanced laws.

"Let's go! To greet my future wife!"

Life Eternal's lips curved, revealing a wicked smile, his eyes glinting green.

"Young master, the Qin Dynasty's Heavenly Court is a significant force of the human alliance, with a high status, let's maintain a good attitude later!"

An elder standing behind Life Eternal respectfully reminded.

He was thin, dressed in a gray robe, with a scarred face, and a 'slave' character engraved on his forehead, indicating his identity as a slave rather than a member of the 'Holy Heart Clan.'

Surprisingly, his strength was not weak, being an Emperor Martial Artist at the peak.

Taking Emperor-level strongmen as slaves.

It sounds very exaggerated.

But in reality, it's quite normal.

The myriad worlds are a large arena, where battles occur constantly, many clans are annihilated, and when fortune turns, strongmen become slaves, turning into commodities without status.

Although Emperor-level slaves are very rare.

But after accumulating over time, there are still quite a few.

With the wealth of the 'Holy Heart Clan,' purchasing Emperor-level slaves is relatively easy.

"Why act courteous?"

"At present, myriad clans are fiercely battling the human alliance, countless wounded requiring treatment!"

"To be blunt, they are now seeking our clan's help; would the Qin Dynasty's Heavenly Court become hostile for Cai Wenji?"

"If so, what is there to fear?"

Life Eternal laughed heartily, without concern, confidently said: "Later, when the Qin Dynasty's Heavenly Court learns the Young Master's intent, they might joyfully present Cai Wenji, to win favor from me!"

After speaking.

He waved his hand.

The celestial ship transformed into a light, headed towards the Qin Dynasty's Heavenly Court.

"Roar!"

Upon sensing the celestial ship, the Great Wall, coiled outside the Great Profound Sky Great Thousand World, transformed into a giant dragon, its aura filling the starry sky, like an invincible guardian stationed there.

"Mere Great Wall, smash it!"

Life Eternal glanced disdainfully, remarked carelessly.

"Yes!"

The prodigy maneuvering the celestial ship sneered grimly, activated the ship's formation, pushed its speed to the limit, like a meteor, forcefully smashing.

Boom!

Instantly.

Before the Great Wall's guards could react, the celestial ship collided with the giant dragon, producing an earth-shattering sound.

Like the explosion of a blazing sun, generating brilliant light, illuminating the myriad worlds.

"Enemy attack!"

Gazing at the fireball ahead, the Great Wall's guard shouted loudly.

The sound waves rolled, carrying into the Imperial Capital.

In the court.

Qin Wudao looked up, brows furrowed.

"The visitors have no good intentions!"

Zhang Sanfeng's fingers tapped and pinched, Tianming's power like a waterfall, transformed into a figure in the void, wearing a green dress, surrounded by life laws, resembling a goddess of life from ancient times.

"Related to Cai Wenji?"

Qin Wudao raised an eyebrow, asked in a deep voice.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded.