After cultivating immortality for a hundred years, the predecessor has become the daughter of destin

Gu Cheng's sharp eyes caught Xia Wuyou's subtle movement as she touched her lower abdomen.

The gentle touch of her fingertips as they brushed against the brocade robe was completely different from the decisiveness she usually displayed when wielding power.

Recalling what had happened between the two of them before, and the occasional furrowing of his brow during recent discussions, a thought exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt.

"No way?" Although he was surprised, he remained outwardly calm.

"Your Majesty insists on leading the expedition personally. Could it be that you do not trust our fighting strength?" Gu Cheng took half a step forward, his tone deliberately solemn, but his gaze was fixed on Xia Wuyou's eyes as he said, "Or is Your Majesty hiding something from us?"

The Emperor's Palace fell into a deathly silence. Qiu Ninglu instinctively tightened her grip on Cheng Suling's hand, and the long sword at Murong Jianqiu's waist trembled slightly. As women, they both seemed to sense something different.

Xia Wuyou panicked for a moment, then quickly regained his composure and said, "Minister Gu is overthinking it. I'm just... worried about everyone's safety."

Qiu Ninglu frowned slightly and sneered, "That's unnecessary. Once you leave the capital and lose the power of luck, who do you think you can be a match for?"

She was caught off guard in their previous confrontation.

Later, he realized that Xia Wuyou's duel with him outside the imperial city last time was actually due to the use of the power of the luck of the emperors of the Great Xia Dynasty.

In other words, as long as he is near the capital city, Xia Wuyou is invincible.

Conversely, once she leaves the capital, her strength will be greatly weakened.

The farther Xia Wuyou was from the capital, the weaker he became.

Xia Wuyou shook his head slightly, not particularly angry about Qiu Ninglu's attitude.

She has already gotten everything she wanted, so naturally she can be more forgiving of the rest.

The others standing nearby remained unfazed by the two women's behavior, as if they hadn't heard anything at all.

Gu Cheng glanced suspiciously at Xia Wuyou, who seemed to have done nothing, and then casually glanced at the other girls. In the end, he could only suppress his doubts for the time being.

"Alright, no matter what, this rear area needs someone to keep it under control. Your Majesty, please take charge of it."

Hearing Gu Cheng say this, Xia Wuyou knew that it was impossible for her to go with him.

He nodded slightly, sighed, and said, "In that case, everything depends on you all."

Once the decision was made, everyone immediately went their separate ways to prepare for battle.

Three days later, a series of camps had been erected on Broken Dragon Cliff, with Enlightenment Realm cultivators setting up formations according to the Five Elements.

The disciples of Xuanbing Palace buried hundreds of Dragon-Locking Chains deep in the frozen soil at the edge of the cliff, while the successors of Medicine King Valley scattered Dragon-Eating Gu Insect eggs in front of the formation. The pale blue Gu insects disappeared into the dust, waiting to be awakened by the essence blood of the dragon race.

Gu Cheng and Qiu Ninglu led the main force aboard a specially made icebreaker from the Xuanbing Palace, heading towards the depths of the North Sea.

The sides of the ship were covered with anti-illusion talismans. Cheng Suling stood at the bow, and demonic energy enveloped the ship like a light veil, blocking the sea monsters from spying on her.

"The territory of the North Sea Dragon Palace is thirty miles ahead." Kong Zhaoling stood at the bow of the ship, the water droplets on the jade plate in her hand pulsating violently.

"The dragons seem to have noticed; there are fluctuations of spiritual energy on the sea surface."

Gu Cheng gazed intently into the distance and saw dark shadows darting about beneath the azure sea, numbering no less than a hundred.

"Dragon ambushes often launch from high altitudes or underwater; be vigilant of the sea surface and clouds!"

Before the words were even finished, a giant wave tens of feet high suddenly surged up on the sea, and a giant dragon with scales as black as ink burst out of the water, its foul-smelling dragon breath turning into a gale that swept over.

Its neck scales gleamed coldly, and its giant claws slammed into the ship's hull: "Insignificant humans, how dare you trespass into the Dragon Palace's territory!" Xie Yunliu transformed into a sword light and rushed straight towards the dragon's left wing. The Heavenly Sword Intent condensed into a tangible form and precisely struck the connection between the wing membrane and the body.

The dragon roared in pain, its wings flapping violently.

He was severely injured by Xie Yunliu in just one exchange.

The next moment, hundreds of giant dragons suddenly rose from the sea, creating a magnificent sight.

The moment a hundred or so giant dragons burst forth from the water, the surface of the sea seemed to be torn apart.

The dark golden scales reflected a chilling light in the sunlight; each scale was the size of a shield, with edges as sharp as knives.

The massive dragon's body coiled and twisted, casting a shadow that blotted out the sky and completely enveloped the icebreaker. Even the sea breeze seemed to be frozen, with only the white mist exhaled by the dragon's nostrils condensing into frost in the air.

"presumptuous!"

A furious roar exploded like thunder, shaking the icebreaker and causing many cultivators on the deck with insufficient cultivation to cover their ears, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

A giant, silver-white dragon slowly emerged from the herd, its head held high, its vertical pupils locked onto Gu Cheng like cold stars.

Its dragon claws tread on the sea surface but do not sink to the bottom, and its body is surrounded by light blue water spirit energy. With each breath, it can cause the surrounding seawater to churn.

His gaze swept over the black dragon, severely injured by Xie Yunliu and panting in pain, his silver-white beard fluttering without wind, his tone icy and chilling:
"Human cultivators, how dare you trespass into my North Sea territory and severely injure my dragon warriors? Do you think my North Sea dragon clan has no one to rely on?"

Before the words were even finished, the dragons behind it simultaneously let out a deep roar, their dragon might pressing down on the icebreaker as if it were a tangible force.

Many cultivators at the Enlightenment Realm even knelt down on the spot, their spiritual energy circulation becoming sluggish.

Gu Cheng stepped forward, simultaneously activating the Longevity Technique and the Heavenly Demon Art within his body. The Yin and Yang energies formed a protective shield around him, forcefully withstanding the dragon's might.

His gaze was sharp as a sword, staring directly at Xuanxin: "Trespassing? Your words are a complete distortion of the truth!"

He raised his hand and waved it, and a Xuanjian transformed into a light screen, reflecting the scene of the dragon clan's surprise attack and massacre of Lingkong Pavilion several months ago.

The ruins were littered with the corpses of cultivators, young disciples were torn apart at will by the dragon's claws, and the sect's scriptures were reduced to ashes by the dragon's breath.

"Your North Sea Dragon Clan has slaughtered my human sects without cause, resulting in countless deaths and injuries among our cultivators. We have come here today not to trespass, but to demand an explanation from the North Sea Dragon Clan!"

"Explanation?" The silver dragon scoffed, its claws pressing lightly on the sea surface. Several columns of water suddenly rose from around the icebreaker, trapping the ship like a cage.

"Humans are as insignificant as ants. It is nothing for my dragon race to occasionally take a few lives. But you dare to harm my dragon race and dare to make noise here. Do you really think that you can contend with my North Sea Dragon Race just because you have more people?"

Xie Yunliu stepped forward with his longsword in hand. The sword intent of the Heavenly Sword soared into the sky and collided with the dragon's might, creating a crackling sound in the air.

"The dragons bully the weak, yet they dare to talk about reason?"

Qiu Ninglu also activated the Demon God Technique, and a black demonic blade slowly appeared in her hand. She said in a deep voice, "Don't waste words with them. Today, let me see how many of these little mudskippers can withstand my blades!"

She has been holding in a lot of anger lately.

At this moment, facing this arrogant dragon, it finally couldn't hold back and erupted!
"What a loud tone!"

Upon hearing this, the silver dragon was furious. No one had ever dared to underestimate the dragon race like this before.

In an instant, the scales on the silver-white dragon's body stood up abruptly, and the water elemental energy around it became violent.

"Stubborn fools! Kill them all!" At its command, the dragons behind it launched a simultaneous attack. (End of Chapter)