Our eldest brother never hides good things from us.

"this……"

Seeing this, everyone's expressions couldn't help but turn comical.

Lin Yuan at this moment is like a canine waiting to be fed by its owner, his eyes filled with longing for food, without a single other thought.

"Aotian, admit defeat! He really dares to eat you!"

The dragon clan chief was terrified.

It's a minor matter if Long Aotian loses, as Longzhen can always cover for him. But if Lin Yuan swallows Long Aotian up, the situation changes.

"No...it's impossible..."

"My Imperial Dragon Aura is supremely strong and powerful, how could it be suppressed by him! How could it be suppressed by him?!"

Long Aotian's eyes still held a deep sense of disbelief, unable to get over this misunderstanding.

But reality left him no time to think.

His tens of thousands of feet tall body was rapidly moving towards Lin Yuan's gaping maw.

Finally, he discovered the clue.

Quickly banishing all thoughts, the dragon's eyes blazed with anger, "You dare to show off your meager skills before an expert? Watch my Heavenly Dragon Tail Whip!"

After saying that, he tried to break free from the engulfing pull.

But after Lin Yuan reached the peak of the Integration Realm, his Devouring Power increased by more than several times.

No matter how wildly its tail thrashed through the void, or how fiercely it was struck by golden lightning, it could not break free from that ruthless pull.

"Should we admit defeat?"

Lin Yuan's voice rang out.

Long Aotian remained silent.

Tell him to admit defeat, Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon?

Just kidding?

But in the blink of an eye, half of his dragon body had been swallowed by Lin Yuan's giant mouth.

The almost terrifying corrosive power relentlessly gnawed at its dragon scales, causing excruciating pain.

"Stop! Stop now! I give up! I give up!"

Just as Long Aotian was about to be swallowed by Lin Yuan's gaping maw, he finally sensed the threat of death. Instinct shattered his arrogance in an instant, and he roared desperately.

"Why didn't you just do it this way earlier?"

Lin Yuan withdrew his supernatural power and, still feeling unsatisfied, spat out Long Aotian.

Freed from the binding power of devouring, Long Aotian didn't even have time to say a word before running away.

With large patches of gilded scales peeling off his body and golden dragon blood splattering everywhere, who could tell that he was the once high-spirited Long Aotian?

"Hey, hey, don't run away! I still have something to tell you!"

Lin Yuan transformed into human form and swiftly gave chase.

Long Aotian remained silent, increasing his escape speed even further. He didn't want to see Lin Yuan's face.

But he is already seriously injured, how could he be faster than Lin Yuan who has just broken through to a higher realm?

They were caught up in less than two breaths.

"What are you doing?"

Long Aotian glared at Lin Yuan, clearly wary.

Lin Yuan grabbed Long Aotian, afraid he would run away, and quickly said, "Just now you said that the Demon Ruins would eventually be your domain, that you were destined to be the king of the Demon Ruins, and that you wanted me to submit to you and become your subordinate, right?"

Long Aotian...

He figured that with his abilities, saying that wasn't an exaggeration...

But why does my face feel a little hot right now?

Ignoring him, Lin Yuan continued earnestly, "The situation has now reversed; your strength is inferior to mine. I'll give you thirty breaths to consider. If you're willing to submit, I can keep you by my side, and in the future, you can join me in pacifying the myriad races of the Demon Ruins and sharing eternal glory."

Long Aotian...

His golden eyes were filled with humiliation, and his ten-thousand-foot-long dragon body continued to shrink, transforming into a golden-robed youth. His previous arrogance that looked down on all races had vanished completely.

"Let me go!"

"You haven't answered my question yet. I highly recognize your abilities. If you're willing to submit to me, I'll lead you to conquer the world!"

"I told you to let me go! Are you being presumptuous?!"

"You tell me first whether you submit or not!"

"..."

The entire hall was deathly silent for several breaths before the silence was finally broken by the Black-Eyebrowed Venerable.

"In the final showdown of the junior battle, Lin Yuan of the Taotie Clan emerges victorious! The winner of the junior battle is the Taotie Clan!"

The words fell.

The fifty-one elders of the Taotie clan and Lin Wanli and his wife erupted in cheers, and everyone stood up and roared.

In his excitement, Lin Wanli disregarded his status and hugged Chang Wen tightly, so tightly that Chang Wen almost suffocated on the spot.

"The old king has passed away; a new king shall rise!"

As it turns out, if things are unexpected enough, even ancient beings who have lived for tens of thousands of years cannot maintain a peaceful state of mind.

There was cheers.

Beside Chang Wen, Su Xiaoman cheered and tugged at Chang Wen's sleeve, "Senior Brother! Fourth Senior Brother won! Long Aotian was so arrogant just now, but he's all wilted now!"

"sharp."

Chen Changsheng and Chu Xinghe couldn't help but sigh with genuine joy.

Shen Nianqing's lips also curled up almost imperceptibly.

Before the light curtain of the northern wilderness.

The tens of thousands of disciples of the Haoran Immortal Sect were all in an uproar.

"Hahaha! Lin Yuan's success today is largely thanks to us brothers! Hahaha!"

Ouyang Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter, his eyes filled with pride.

If they hadn't trained Lin Yuan diligently from dawn till dusk for nearly half a year, how could Lin Yuan have achieved his current level of performance?

"Yes...only through countless trials and tribulations can one become fine steel!"

The other peak masters also looked pleased and proud.

The most excited were Han Yaodong and his son Han Xiao. They could already foresee Lin Yuan returning to repay them.

"This young man is not bad."

Even Ye Canghai, the Palace Master of the Imperial Palace, acknowledged Lin Yuan's strength, saying, "Now it's up to Chang Wen."

"Oh no..."

The Celestial Patrol Chief shook his head, "Defeating a fourth-level Mahayana cultivator at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage is already the limit; there is absolutely no chance of victory against a seventh-level Mahayana cultivator."

Let's wait and see.

Ye Canghai didn't say much, but looked at Jiang Zaitian and the others opposite him without saying anything more.

The Platform for Severing Resentments.

The elders of various tribes whispered among themselves, their gazes toward the Taotie tribe filled with apprehension.

Everyone knows that after this battle, the Taotie tribe will completely shake off its decline of tens of thousands of years and is poised for a great revival.

If the Taotie clan were to revive, their hundreds of thousands of years of iron-fisted rule would likely sweep across the entire Demon Ruins once again, which is not what they want to see.

Fortunately, the older generation had the Dragon Clan's Dragon Town to protect them in the next battle. The Taotie Clan had no chance of winning.

The Black-Eyebrowed Venerable stepped forward.

Raising his hand to quell the clamor, he loudly announced, "The junior battle is over. Rest for half an incense stick's time to clean up the battlefield, then the ultimate showdown between the older generation under ten thousand years old will begin!"

After saying that, he stepped aside and waited for the time to pass.

At this point, with the intervention of the older generation, Lin Yuan had no choice but to give up on taking Long Aotian as his subordinate and return to the Taotie Clan.

"How was it, Senior Brother? Did I embarrass you?"

Lin Yuan placed his hand behind his head, smiling憨厚ly. Who could tell that he was the same ferocious beast who had just defeated the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon?

"Well done."

Chang Wen stood up and patted his arm, "Your cultivation level has just improved, so don't talk yet. Focus on consolidating your cultivation."

"it is good."

Lin Yuan responded and sat down next to Chang Wen, beginning to stabilize his cultivation level. The Taotie clan members were shocked; their young clan leader truly listened to Chang Wen.

I don't know how Chang Wen raised him all these years, so that he can trust him so completely.

But now is not the time to talk about these things; there is still a battle to be fought.

Upon realizing this, they all came to Chang Wen's side and explained the strengths and weaknesses of the other four races participating in the war one by one.

Half an incense stick's time passes in the blink of an eye.

Participants from various ethnic groups took their places one after another.

Chang Wen also adjusted his condition to its best and leaped to the center of the Judgment Platform.