Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable

"Conditions? Too late! We don’t need your conditions now!"

Long Qingwan’s voice suddenly turned icy.

"That’s right. The only condition is your death!"

Long Fengyang’s words were savage.

The greasy green stain on his head had yet to be cleaned, and a foul stench wafted from him as he spoke.

Long Qingwan nonchalantly took several steps back, putting some distance between them.

Long Xuanji and Long Wentian also frowned. They fought back their disgust, but their expressions were grim.

"You think activating the Holy Dao Killing Array is enough to kill me? I’m offering you terms. You should be on your knees, thanking your lucky stars."

Ye Tianling watched them quietly, his expression growing even colder.

He had, of course, already discerned that they had intended to save Long Cangqian while simultaneously activating the Holy Dao Killing Array.

But why would he be afraid?

He had all but trampled the Dragon Race’s dignity underfoot.

He had flayed the Taotie Divine Son, Long Cangqian, and torn out his tendons, shattering his Celestial Forbidden Talent to pieces!

Before that, he had even used Que De and Wan Jimie to manifest Clones, fighting the Four Great Saint Masters all by himself!

If that wasn’t enough, the nickname "Dragon Slaying Divine Son"—spread by the many Saint Sons and Saintesses—was a sufficient slap in the face to the Cyan Dragon Race.

"You truly have no fear of death! Don’t you know? When the Holy Dao Killing Array is activated, when endless light and shadow envelop the Cyan Dragon Clan, when the Blood Moon in the sky is once again stained with blood... our Saint Ancestor will awaken!

Victory or defeat?

Your victory doesn’t count.

Only the Saint Ancestor’s choice matters!"

Long Xuanji’s eyes were filled with contempt.

The four of them stood within the Holy Dao Killing Array, each occupying a unique position.

Then, they simultaneously plunged their respective Sacred Artifacts into the foundation of the Holy Dao Killing Array.

It happened in an instant.

Rather, the process was incredibly complex. Ye Tianling knew nothing of the Holy Dao Killing Array and had no way to stop them.

Thus, their actions succeeded without a hitch.

As Long Xuanji spoke, the four Clan Protection Sacred Artifacts gathered holy light, forming a massive halo.

At that moment, the entire Ancient Battlefield seemed to roar to life.

The very ground trembled violently.

HSSSSSS—

From the ground, crimson Order Chains suddenly rose, slithering forth like vipers.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH—

The crimson Order Chains shot out abruptly, blanketing the area around Ye Tianling.

The dense shackles formed an intricate, inescapable net that enveloped the space all around him.

Then, the enveloped space began to shrink, bit by bit—a clear attempt to trap him completely.

"Holy Killing Intent, will of the Saint Ancestor!"

"An immaculate Killing Array, a Silent Extinction with no escape!"

Long Qingwan, Long Xuanji, Long Wentian, and Long Fengyang chanted these runic phrases in near unison, activating the Killing Array.

As the Killing Array activated, the terrifying shackles grew even more frenzied and vicious.

The way they converged on Ye Tianling became even more brutal.

The nature of these shackles, their method of attack, and their bizarre, sinister manifestations were all strikingly similar to the Ancient Soul Extinction Forbidden technique.

It was obvious that Long Fengyang had gained his Enlightenment Dao by studying these shackles, which led to his creation of the Ancient Soul Extinction Forbidden technique.

Ye Tianling used his Soul Talent and immediately learned what they were: the Hidden Dragon Shackles!

The Hidden Dragon Shackles could seal a Saint and suppress a Dragon Soul.

In the eyes of Long Fengyang and the others, Ye Tianling’s ’essence’ was also that of a dragon—so naturally, this method would work on him!

The four unleashed the Forbidden Array, using the Hidden Dragon Shackles to suppress Ye Tianling in terms of both space and universal laws.

At the same time, the four Clan Protection Sacred Artifacts fully activated, their powers merging with the Holy Dao Killing Array to lock onto Ye Tianling completely.

"What is the meaning of this? Do you wish to make an enemy of my Celestial Secret Divine Land?"

Yue Lintian demanded coldly.

He, too, unleashed the imposing might of his Holy Dao.

Holy Killing Intent even manifested in his eyes, revealing a hint of fury!

"An enemy? No, we have no desire to be enemies with the Celestial Secret Divine Land. We are suppressing him so that our Saint Ancestor may pass judgment personally!"

Long Qingwan huffed, her tone exceptionally cold.

The shamelessness of the Dragon Race’s Four Great Saint Masters was now on full display for all to see. In their hearts, many of the Saint Sons and Saintesses felt nothing but contempt.

At this, Long Xuanji’s voice boomed, "Everyone probably thinks that for us, the Saint Masters of the Dragon Race, to go to such lengths against a junior whelp is utterly shameless, that we’ve completely disgraced the Dragon Race. Correct?"

Long Xuanji’s voice boomed in all directions, and everyone on the Cyan Dragon Ancient War Platform heard his words.

"I’d very much like to see what sort of trick you’re trying to pull!"

The Saint Master of the Space-Time Dao, Qitian Dao, sounded just as fierce. His killing voice, like the crack of metallic thunder, boomed throughout the Holy Dao Killing Array.

"Brother Celestial Dao, this matter concerns the chaos in the Celestial Demon Blood Domain. Please, be patient. An explanation will be forthcoming."

Long Xuanji said gravely.

"An explanation? I hope the Dragon Race can give a sincere explanation for ’locking’ us in here. Otherwise, this matter won’t be over."

The Saint Master of the Jiuli Race sounded just as cold. The threatening undertones of the Holy Dao in his voice were unmistakable.

"Young friend, do not be alarmed. The Dragon Race is not so foolish as to besiege the Thirty-Six Holy Lands, the Seventy-two Ancestral Lands, and the 137 Sects."

Suddenly, from within the Holy Dao Killing Array, a primordial, desolate, and timeworn Dao Sound manifested. The voice was raspy, yet it gave listeners the powerful, illusory urge to prostrate themselves in worship.

"Saint Ancestor."

Long Xuanji, Long Fengyang, Long Wentian, and Long Qingwan all knelt. Their previously blurry, flickering figures now fully solidified.

Beside Ye Tianling, Yue Lintian’s expression was exceptionally grave. He instinctively moved to shield Ye Tianling and sent a mental transmission, "Young Master, in a moment I will strike with all my power to tear open this Killing Array. You must flee immediately! This old monster... I fear he has already reached the level of an Origin Sword Saint, and has even comprehended the Origin of several terrifying universal laws..."

"Tear open the Killing Array? You cannot. An Elder from the Celestial Secret Divine Land? You come to my Dragon Race to run wild, but you will only die in regret!"

The owner of the ancient voice had somehow heard Yue Lintian’s transmission and berated him coldly.

At the same time, his figure manifested in the Void. The Holy Dao Killing Array, which had been encircling him, was deactivated with a casual wave of his hand.

Yet, with the Killing Array deactivated, the murderous aura in the air grew even more terrifying.

He was a short, gaunt old man, stooped and hunchbacked.

His shock of white hair was blindingly bright, like strands of straw.

His skin was dry, stretched tight over his bones.

His eyes were incredibly murky, but within those turbid pupils, world-ending Dao Marks seemed to swirl.

Deep within his withered bloodline, a primeval god of slaughter seemed to slumber.

With a single glance from the old man, all nine apertures of Ye Tianling’s Demon Heart burst open, and his blood began to boil violently.

THUD THUD THUD—

Ye Tianling staggered back seven steps. His Demon Heart Sword Body, formed from the supreme Four Divine Bodies, made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

His entire body stung with a burning pain, as if it had been pierced by countless sharp swords.

"You’re a half-breed test subject, expelled from the Dragon Race. What are you doing back here? The Dragon Race laid this array not to capture you, but to capture Ye Fengyang’s Blood Demon Clone! As a member of the Dragon Race—even an expelled half-breed—you must prioritize the bigger picture for the race. Understand?!"