In the midst of the chaos, my motherland cried out for my aid.

"Are my fellow Daoists from the Dragon Clan present?"

Mo Xuan landed outside the East Sea Dragon Palace and spoke.

The three Dragon Clan Great Luo and Ao Cang were overjoyed and immediately got up to greet them.

"ink……"

However, before they could even greet Mo Xuan, they sensed the change in his aura.

This is an aura completely different from that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

"Fellow Daoist, you have entered the Quasi-Saint Realm?!"

Ao Xun exclaimed in surprise.

In the present primordial world, the era of the Great Luo Golden Immortals as the supreme beings has passed, and only Quasi-Saints have a certain degree of influence.

Back when Mo Xuan wasn't yet a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, these dragon clan ancestors were already Grand Luo Golden Immortals. Now, Mo Xuan has surpassed the Grand Luo Golden Immortal level, but they are still Grand Luo Golden Immortals.

too fast.

His cultivation level broke through too quickly.

The three Dragon Clan Great Luos and Ao Cang looked at Mo Xuan, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

At the same time, I am very glad that I listened to the Second Ancestor and did not become enemies with this kid, otherwise the Dragon Clan would have been wiped out by him.

"Just a fluke." Mo Xuan smiled, not explaining that he was a Primordial Golden Immortal. "I heard that the Dragon Clan has recently encountered some difficulties. I made an agreement with Fellow Daoist Zhulong to help the Dragon Clan three times. Would you like to use one of those opportunities to let me help your Dragon Clan?"

"My dragon race has suffered greatly from the persecution of Kunpeng. I beg you, fellow Daoist, for your help."

The three Great Luo Immortals of the Dragon Clan said in unison that they had decided to use one of their opportunities.

"good!!"

After receiving a positive reply, a pair of black wings extended from behind Mo Xuan. With a flap of his wings, he sped towards the North Sea.

After advancing to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, Mo Xuan optimized his bloodline and grew a pair of black wings. Later, Mo Xuan fused the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, Mo Ling, with the wings.

Mo Xuan's speed is now among the best in the entire prehistoric world.

"May I ask which fellow Daoist has come to my North Sea?!"

In the North Sea, the Kunpeng in the Northern Underworld Palace was disturbed.

He sensed an unfamiliar, powerful aura approaching the direction of the Northern Underworld Palace.

Not only Kunpeng, but also some Great Luo Golden Immortals in the North Sea were alarmed and all looked in one direction.

Then they saw a figure with wings on its back land in front of the Northern Underworld Palace.

"Where did this quasi-saint powerhouse come from? He looks somewhat unfamiliar."

"I don't know him either. This powerful figure's grand arrival at the Northern Underworld Palace is likely not a friendly visit."

Many creatures in the North Sea were discussing the matter, and some of the smarter ones began to distance themselves from the North Sea Palace.

If two quasi-saint level experts were to fight, the aftershocks would be quite powerful.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, I am Mo Xuan from Qixia Mountain. I have come here today on behalf of the Dragon Clan. I implore you to be lenient and not make things difficult for the Dragon Clan," Mo Xuan said.

Kunpeng slowly emerged from the Northern Underworld Palace, his eyes still filled with astonishment.

Mo Xuan's name was known among many powerful figures in the prehistoric world back when he was in Zixiao Palace.

At that time, Mo Xuan's flower bloomed in the Zixiao Palace with nine grades. Later, Mo Xuan opposed the Immortal Court, not only blocking the Immortal Court's attack, but also indirectly causing the death of a Quasi-Saint, thus becoming famous throughout the prehistoric world.

Later, it was rumored that Mo Xuan could refine Nine-Turn Elixir, and that the Heavenly Court had even cooperated with him.

And now, this person has quietly broken through to the Quasi-Saint realm.

However, even a quasi-saint cannot teach Kunpeng how to do things.

The most powerful beings in the primordial world care the most about their reputation.

If he were to agree so readily, others would think that Kunpeng was afraid of Moxuan.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Xuan, this is a matter between me and the Dragon Clan. You are meddling too much," Kunpeng said coldly.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, I made a promise with Fellow Daoist Zhulong to help the Dragon Clan three times. This time, the Dragon Clan has asked me for help, and I cannot refuse. I would appreciate it if you could grant me this favor," Mo Xuan said.

"Alright, as long as you can withstand one of my moves, I will no longer make things difficult for the Dragon Clan."

Kunpeng still thought of the relationship between Mo Xuan and Fuxi and Nuwa, so he came up with the idea of ​​a one-move agreement.

This way, we won't offend those two demon emperors, and we'll also have a chance to embarrass Mo Xuan.

"Alright!" Mo Xuan nodded.

The next moment, a fierce glint flashed in Kunpeng's eyes. He pointed a finger at Mo Xuan, unleashing the power of a Quasi-Saint, which surged forth with immense force as it slashed towards Mo Xuan.

Under this force, the entire North Sea seemed to come to a standstill, and the waves ceased their roar.

However, faced with this powerful attack, Mo Xuan merely waved his sleeve, and the force vanished completely.

This scene left the onlookers in the North Sea dumbfounded.

Even Kunpeng was somewhat dumbfounded.

The Kunpeng of today is a powerful figure who has severed both his good and evil corpses and entered the mid-stage of the Quasi-Saint realm. Although he did not use his full strength in that attack just now, he still used 80% of his power.

In Kunpeng's view, this power was enough to injure a quasi-saint in the early stage.

But Mo Xuan, who had only just entered this realm, was so nonchalant, not even using any spiritual treasures.

This thwarted Kunpeng's plan.

Not only did they fail to embarrass Mo Xuan, but it was Kun Peng who was embarrassed.

Kunpeng was somewhat annoyed, but he couldn't back out under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Fellow Daoist, I have already withstood your attack. I wonder if you can keep your promise?" Mo Xuan said with a light laugh.

He could certainly see through Kunpeng's intentions; this guy had ill intentions.

But Kunpeng underestimated him.

If Mo Xuan were just an ordinary Quasi-Saint who had severed his corpse, he would have made a fool of himself. But Mo Xuan was not; he was a genuine Primordial Golden Immortal, whose foundation was far stronger than that of Quasi-Saints of the same realm.

If Mo Xuan were to go all out and fight against Kunpeng, who was at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint level, his chances of winning would be fifty-fifty.

If we take into account the spiritual treasures in Mo Xuan's possession, Mo Xuan could kill Kunpeng directly.

"Hmph! I am a man of my word. From now on, I will not make things difficult for the Dragon Clan." Kunpeng grunted and returned to the Northern Underworld Palace with a flick of his sleeve.

Having achieved his goal, Mo Xuan did not linger in the North Sea and returned directly to the East Sea.

"Fellow Daoists, the matter has been resolved. Kunpeng has agreed not to make things difficult for the Dragon Clan anymore."

When the three Great Luo Immortals of the Dragon Clan and Ao Cang heard this news, they were all stunned.

No.

It hasn't been that long!

You solved it?

However, they soon received a message from the North Sea Dragon Clan, leaving them speechless once again.

He personally went to the Northern Underworld Palace, casually accepted Kunpeng's attack, and made Kunpeng promise not to make things difficult for the Dragon Clan.

Is this really something a newly promoted quasi-saint could accomplish?

Looking back now, it seems like they really knew how to latch onto a powerful figure!