Is this right?

Actually, not only did the Kunpeng almost lose composure, but even the Ancestor Dragon and others in the First Temple nearly burst into laughter.

On one hand, they didn't expect the Azure Dragon's words to be so sharp; on the other hand, they didn't expect the Great Roc Ancestor to possess an Innate Desire Dao Saint Body!

"Lies never hurt, it's the truth that's a sharp blade!"

Ancestor Dragon looked at the enraged and agitated Kunpeng and laughed, "Second Brother surely struck a chord with part of the Roc's thoughts, otherwise he wouldn't be like this."

The crowd of Dragon Gods all laughed, "Such self-fulfilling Divines are indeed rare!"

Though Ancestor Dragon had not discerned the origin changes in Kunpeng, he keenly observed Kunpeng's peculiarity from the recent scene.

It was definitely not a simple Yin Yang Dao Body split, but rather its essence truly fell upon the word 'transformation.'

"These Phoenix Clan experts are not simple either." Ancestor Dragon glanced at Kunpeng, his eyes flickering.

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"Holy Body Daoist, join my Dragon Clan, live joyfully and freely, verify the Dao through desire, tomorrow awaits!" Azure Dragon frequently used the Great Joy Poem, offering Kunpeng a small account as a Kun Maiden.

Could Kunpeng agree to such self-absorbed and self-loving acts?

"Meng Zhang, shut your mouth for me!"

Kunpeng summoned the Flask of Yin and Yang Essence, the thirty-six Heavenly Gang Divine surrounded all directions.

Threads of Yin Yang Qi permeated the heavens and earth, spreading eight ways, while a Yin Yang Prison was inverted overhead, tens of thousands and eight hundred Divine Swords aggressively pursued the Azure Dragon.

"Slash!"

Azure Dragon suddenly turned, two fingers forming a sword slicing straight upward, in an instant slaying the thirty-six Heavenly Gang Divine.

His large sleeve rolled, gathering the Yin Yang Qi released from the flask entirely.

"Eternal immortal resentful souls, lend me your strength!"

At this moment, a graceful figure appeared, seizing the opportunity, holding the Five Fire Seven Bird Fan, an endless look of compassion surfaced in her heart.

"Five fires, wondrous treasures of feathers seven, Nirvana reborn from the departing glow. Mountains and monstrous stones turn to ashes, seas boiled dry with little moisture. Wood defeated, metal suppressed as first, beams and rafters burned without pause. Even supreme Azure Dragon meets fan and is annihilated."

Reciting the chant, Yuan Huang wielded the treasured fan, waved it in the air, countless spirits soared out, thousands of black smoke filled the sky, terrifying flames ascended into the air.

Azure Dragon's inner voice instantly warned him, pushing his Green Crown, transforming into a figure and spirit to block disasters, then deftly escaping.

"Whish!"

Azure Dragon's form and spirit landed, but were immediately engulfed in black smoke, turned to ashes, drifting away.

"So powerful!" Azure Dragon retreated to mid-air, shocked within.

If he had been a breath late, Yuan Huang would have captured him with one fan!

"Clan Leader, why have you come." Kunpeng saw Yuan Huang arrive, quickly using the Flask of Yin and Yang Essence to retrieve his last Kun Maiden Dharma Form.

Hoping the previous scene wasn't witnessed by the Clan Leader. Kunpeng thought.

"Qing Peng, are you alright!"

Behind Yuan Huang, a group of Elders all appeared.

They swarmed forward, concernedly inspecting Kunpeng.

Seeing him mostly unharmed, they all let out a sigh of relief: "Good thing, good thing, you held yourself together and didn't birth a Great Roc Saint Son, otherwise there'd be big trouble."

"..." Kunpeng's mindset shattered.

White Crane Saint Son saw this and secretly laughed on the side.

Since the White Crane Clan's leader fell, the acting Clan Leader position now belonged to White Crane Saint Son Qingze (Xuanqing's small account).

Now with various Phoenix Clan's affiliate groups mobilizing, how could he miss the spectacle?

No wonder Hong Jun went all out developing the Dao Alliance, it was to attract attention and secretly conduct shady dealings!

White Crane Saint Son Qingze (Xuanqing) hid behind the crowd of Elders, subtly glanced at the present Dragon Gods.

Upon learning Kunpeng engaged in battle with the Dragon Clan, he instantly knew who was behind it.

After all, currently the Phoenix Clan's main forces were acting as fire captains across the Ten Thousand Worlds, not yet prepared for a formal break with the Qilin Clan and the Dragon Clan.

This Roc Clan abruptly locked horns with the Dragon Clan, Kunpeng himself even took part, without Hong Jun pushing from behind, it would be strange.

"Yuan Huang, you all mobilized the clan, arriving at my Dragon Clan's Sixteenth Main Temple, you really don't respect us." Ancestor Dragon stared furiously at Yuan Huang's group.

"Are you disregarding dignity and tearing apart agreements to initiate clan warfare?"

"Ancestor Dragon, stop making accusations here!"

Yuan Huang countered without courtesy, holding the Five Fire Seven Bird Fan, "Right and wrong couldn't be clearer."

"Your Dragon Clan isn't any good bird!"

"Watch the kill!"

Yuan Huang wasn't willing to engage in verbal disputes, she immediately led Vermilion Bird, Qing Yuan, Qing Xuan, Qingluo, and over ten Elders into the battle.

"Dissolve stubbornness!" Ancestor Dragon snorted coldly, the Dragon Robe lightly shook, a Golden Decree appeared in the sky, divine power surged, suppressing all directions, instantly engaging in battle with Yuan Huang.

"Kill!"

In the Main Temple, numerous Dragon Gods mobilized, thousands from the Water Clan joined forces, clouds and water gathered in the endless void, vast and grand.

"Recall the Sword of Thought, thinking flows like a spring, all of heaven and earth mourn!" Gui Chancellor hunched over, seemingly frail, but was the most valiant.

He directly confronted the Mystic Bird Ancestor Qing Xuan (Di Jun).

In that vast boundless world, a Sword of Thought hung high in the air.

The sword's body seemed formed from endless thoughts, exuding a cold and deep light.

On the sword, runes flickered, each rune resembling materialized thoughts, filled with indescribable sentiment.

Gui Chancellor stood among the vast lands, eyes full of melancholy and longing.

In an instant, thoughts flowed like a spring, as if the power of longing broke through the soul's chains, surging in all directions.

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