If I let you lie low and remain the Dragon King, would you have unified the primordial world?

Chapter 52 The First Emperor Dies, the Qilin Perishes!

Demon Ancestor Rahu was the first to bring out his treasure, the dazzling God-Slaying Spear, which made all the Supreme Beings extremely wary.

This treasure could easily wipe them out!

"Luo Hou, don't be so arrogant! With us fellow Daoists here today, how can we allow you to run wild!"

With a loud shout, the Ancestor of Qiankun unleashed a burst of mysterious light in his hand. The Qiankun Cauldron, a supreme innate treasure, swirled around and hovered above his head, with streams of Qiankun energy descending to protect him completely.

The power of the innate treasure has attracted the attention of many supreme beings.

Ao Bai also looked at it with great envy. It was a supreme innate treasure, and there were only a few of them in the entire prehistoric world!

This Qiankun Ancestor will soon be killed by the Demon Ancestor Rahu, and all his treasures—the Qiankun Cauldron, the Qiankun Ruler, and the Qiankun Mirror—will become ownerless.

"If I could get my hands on it, that would be perfect."

Ao Bai withdrew his gaze and continued to observe the changes on the battlefield.

At this moment, the supreme beings began to clash, and the Ancestral Dragon also protected the Dragon Clan members, continuing to fight against the Qilin Clan.

With the protection of the Ancestral Dragon, the dragon clan members were much safer, but the Ancestral Dragon was already injured, and he also had to spare time to protect the dragon clan, which made him even more stretched thin.

The fighting between the two sides remained fierce, and death continued to occur.

"Father, preserve your strength! Don't act rashly."

Ao Bai hurriedly reminded Ao Feng that Ao Feng was already seriously injured and could not be allowed to suffer any more blows. If Ao Feng collapsed, the situation would be very bad.

Ao Feng hurriedly nodded and said:

"My son is right. It's just a pity we don't have any healing pills, otherwise I could recover quickly and increase my chances of survival."

There are no alchemists among the dragons, and Ao Feng has no elixirs or miraculous medicines on him, so his injuries can only be healed slowly after the battle.

Although Ao Bai possesses alchemy skills, his cultivation level is too low, and he has not mastered the method of refining healing pills. He is currently powerless to help.

This made him realize the importance of elixirs even more, and he decided that he would definitely study the art of alchemy in the future.

The aura of calamity between heaven and earth has not diminished but increased. The two calamities have overlapped, pushing the calamity aura to its peak.

"boom!"

Zulong fought alone against powerful figures from all directions; his divine might was unmatched.

If Zu Long hadn't been so badly injured, he would have been able to sweep away all the enemies present.

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on him. The Ancestral Dragon broke through too late, resulting in severe injuries. At this moment, he could only fight to the death to protect the Dragon Clan.

The terrifying divine power tore through the heavens and earth, and the boundless laws surged through the clouds.

The battle between Demon Ancestor Rahu and Hongjun has also fully broken out. Hongjun is determined to protect the prehistoric world, so he chose to fight in the Nine Heavens to avoid destroying the prehistoric land.

However, their attack was still too violent; even a single aftershock from the fall was enough to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split.

Even a powerful being like the Primordial Qilin wouldn't dare to touch the aftershocks of that battle.

"Zu Long, prepare to die!"

Just as the two sides were locked in battle, another phoenix army attacked from the south.

The Vermilion Bird led the Phoenix Clan to attack. Seeing an opportunity, they planned to completely annihilate the Dragon Clan and avenge their Phoenix descendants.

This made the situation even worse for the dragons.

Zu Long was already struggling to hold on; if he hadn't broken through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, he wouldn't have been able to persist until now.

"Dragon warriors, retreat! I'll cover your retreat!"

A resolute look filled the eyes of the Ancestral Dragon. At this moment, the Dragon Clan's power was waning. He no longer thought about conquering the prehistoric world, but rather wanted to preserve the Dragon Clan's bloodline as much as possible.

"Ancestor, I'll cover the rear. You should lead the clan to retreat quickly."

"Qinglong Mengzhang roared. He was entangled by the Qilin Clan's experts and was also seriously injured."

Yinglong also roared hoarsely, wanting to stay behind alone to cover the rear.

Zu Long looked at the many dragons with satisfaction, which further strengthened his resolve.

"Your strength is insufficient to stop them. I will handle this; I am still the clan leader!"

Zulong roared angrily, unwilling to see more of his people die, and therefore decided to take responsibility for it all himself.

Ao Bai sighed inwardly. The general trend of the three races was ultimately irreversible. The Ancestral Dragon was clearly at its limit, and the decline of the Dragon Clan was irreversible.

With a large number of dragon descendants dying, they will never be able to dominate the world again.

"Walk!"

The First Dragon roared, and the many dragons had no choice but to obey.

All these disputes arose because of the Ancestral Dragon, and now he is going to give all the dragon clan members an explanation.

"Not a single dragon will escape!"

The First Qilin spoke arrogantly, saying that their goal was to wear down the Ancestral Dragon until it died, and then wipe out the Dragon Clan in one fell swoop.

The First Emperor's eyes shone brightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"Qilin, how dare you be arrogant in front of me! I'd like to see how you manage to stop my dragon race."

The First Emperor remained proud; even though he was at his last gasp, he was not someone anyone could easily humiliate.

The power of a Primordial Golden Immortal is something that even a Grand Luo Realm expert cannot withstand.

Shi Qilin's heart trembled, but with many powerful figures guarding him, he did not retreat.

"kill!"

The First Qilin and the Six Desires Demon King attacked one after another, along with many other powerful figures who unleashed their divine powers from the sidelines to launch a ranged attack on the Ancestral Dragon.

The overwhelming supernatural powers and colorful enemy-annihilating techniques completely overwhelmed Zu Long, leaving him exhausted and unable to cope.

Those supernatural attacks were enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and now they were all aimed at Zu Long, which made his already seriously injured body even worse.

"Boom!"

The battle above the Nine Heavens has also begun, and it is even more intense than that between the Ancestral Dragons. The four supreme beings are besieging Rahu, and the battle is fierce and evenly matched.

The First Emperor single-handedly held off numerous supreme beings, which successfully bought time for the Dragon Clan to retreat.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ao Bai and his men fled far away, and the various armies scattered and fled.

Especially those water spirits who were attached to the dragon clan, they fled without hesitation.

"Father, let's go back to Henghe Water Palace first, and don't go to the East Sea Dragon Palace for now."

After much deliberation, Ao Bai finally revealed his thoughts.

Now is a critical moment when the Dragon Clan needs to unite, but Ao Bai knows that the East Sea Dragon Palace may be facing a new calamity, so he plans to avoid it.

After pondering for a moment, Ao Feng finally nodded in agreement.

They retreated quickly, and by this time, Zu Long had reached his limit.

"boom!"

The ferocious attack landed, and the majestic body of the Ancestral Dragon fell to the ground.

His injuries were too severe, and his breakthrough came too late; now his injuries are so serious that he is no longer able to fight.

Seeing that the dragon army had already retreated, and that the Ancestral Dragon was powerless to stop the attack of the Qilin and Demon clans, a terrifying divine light suddenly emanated from his eyes.

"Primordial Qilin, didn't you want to annihilate my dragon clan? Today I'll make you forget that dream!"

Zu Long grinned menacingly, and in his final moments, he recklessly self-destructed!

"Boom!"

The terrifying pressure spread in all directions, and the powerful figures who were besieging the Ancestral Dragon had no time to react before they were instantly engulfed by the power of the self-destruction of the Primordial Golden Immortal.

In an instant, the Ancestral Dragon perished, the First Qilin died, and all those who besieged him turned to ashes, their millennia of cultivation destroyed in an instant.

The elites of the Qilin Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Phoenix Clan were all here, and they all became the burial offerings of the Ancestral Dragon.

The Great Calamity of Longhan has come to a complete end!

(End of this chapter)