The White Tiger Ancestor, however, appeared calm, leisurely picking up his tea and sniffing its fragrance before slowly saying, "Azure Dragon, this is the Hundred Kill Tea from the furthest west, unique in the world. Why do you treat it with such disrespect?"
The Azure Dragon looked at the vast battlefield below, his expression growing more serious, "I have respected the Qilin clan greatly, yet I never imagined I underestimated them. Indeed, one should never belittle any enemy!"
The White Tiger Ancestor chuckled twice, stood up, walked to the Azure Dragon's side, and clapped him on the shoulder meaningfully, "This army, it comprises only eight thousand pairs!"
The Azure Dragon asked, "What secret formation or technique have they employed? Why do they not fear even Grand Unity Golden Immortals?"
The White Tiger smiled, "The Qilin Sacred Army, their ambition encompasses heaven and earth, and they know no fear!"
In the immense Donglin battlefield, countless Dragon Beasts and Qilins clashed and slaughtered each other incessantly. And then there was one unit, numbering only sixteen thousand, yet all were Golden Immortals and Grand Unity Immortals, led by eighteen Grand Unity commanders and two generals. They charged like a breaking bamboo; any enemy they encountered was annihilated! Even when facing venerable Grand Unity Golden Immortals, they could hold their ground, suppressing their fear and engaging in formations. This army, composed of sixteen thousand men, formed a moving mountain of soldiers. At the peak of this soldier-mountain, eighteen Grand Unity commanders and two Heaven and Earth mighty figures stood, forming a twin bloom! Flowers intertwined, backs against each other, fighting for defense in the name of love! This army never comprised an odd number of soldiers. For every individual who joined, they were Dao Companions! (From the Battle of Leuctra) They fought for their Dao Companions, and no one wished to disgrace themselves in front of their beloved. For the sake of those they loved, they would often fight recklessly and bravely. Should they face defeat, they, who shared life and death, would fight to the bitter end, embracing their fate together, and would even sacrifice their lives to save their loved ones. The reason this army was undefeated was that as long as their beloved was still on the battlefield, they would never be a deserter. They were magnificent flowers blooming in the inferno of the battlefield, watered by blood, nourished by corpses, blossoming with exquisite beauty in the inferno, both cruel and romantic. The Dragon race's army was thrown into disarray by this legion; the two Dao Companion commanders of the Qilin clan fought two against four without yielding. This was because their hearts were completely in sync, and they could trust each other completely and forever. The Azure Dragon Ancestor's face held a complex expression. Such an army, where every individual was worthy of respect, yet even in the eyes of the mighty, they were but ants that could be annihilated in an instant. "Perhaps, I can no longer share tea with you." The White Tiger's body stiffened abruptly, "You are going to participate?" The Azure Dragon nodded, "As the Dragon Ancestor, I have a responsibility to bear." The White Tiger Ancestor looked at him with complexity before sitting down again, "Then this cup of tea is our last." The Azure Dragon Ancestor's expression flickered, and he lowered his head, looking at the Hundred Kill leaves floating in the cup. In an instant, he recalled that long, long ago, he had also drunk it in the furthest west. Back then, the White Tiger laughed heartily, standing amidst a field of Hundred Kill flowers, and generously said, "Drink as much as you like, it's unlimited!" Back then, a dragon flew, a tiger strode the earth, dragon and tiger traveled together, and winds and clouds gathered. Shaking his head, these were all forgotten pasts. When they met on Qilin Cliff back then, the two were like enemies. To speak of the past now was useless. The Azure Dragon did not accept the invitation to tea. He took a step back, his azure robes fluttering, transforming into fierce armor. His long, flowing hair behind him automatically tied itself into a helmet, and his hand already reached for the Xuntian War Sword at his waist. Wind and clouds of heaven and earth rose together; the God of War had emerged, killing intent as his subordinate, with himself as the sovereign. Before the God of War, the White Tiger, still holding his teacup, paused, his face devoid of smiles, only the ferocity of a tiger, a fierce tiger coiled around a mountain, all beasts trembling! He, the White Tiger, was no docile beast, but the monarch of all beasts, with all the creatures of the forest as his subjects. The Azure Dragon and the White Tiger, one east and one west, would fight together at the pinnacle of the heavens! Meanwhile, beneath the Jianmu tree in the Eastern Barrens, phoenix cries echoed through the nine heavens, and immortal fire blazed forth from Jianmu, shattering the suppression and returning to its peak. The black and purple flames bloomed like ephemeral flowers, a fleeting manifestation of life and death. Qing Ling's brow twitched; what was coming had finally arrived. The Four Seasons Diagram descended, summoning the powers of the four directions and four seasons. Spring, summer, autumn, and winter, green, yellow, white, all returned to their respective directions. Qing Ling stood up, clad in the four seasons, the phantom of Jianmu above his head, the Earth Seal beneath his feet, one hand holding the Mi Tian Rope, the other holding an umbrella. The Black Phoenix Holy King, consumed by boundless rage, reappeared. To be suppressed by a Heaven and Earth mighty figure, whether for a moment or an era, would be her ultimate humiliation. "It seems you are well-prepared, but I will make you understand what it means to be the apex of the apex, the infinitude of heaven and earth!" "Boom~" "Chirp~" A high-pitched phoenix cry resounded through the Primordial World, and scorching flames enveloped the firmament. Black and purple flames descended upon the sky curtain, causing countless beings to flee in terror, and countless cultivators to look up eastward. Mighty figures all diverted their attention to observe. A world-shattering battle was about to unfold here! In the west, the sky was already filled with dark clouds, ten thousand bolts of lightning surging, thunder serpents dancing wildly, thunder dragons soaring, the firmament trembling, and destructive power accompanied by immense fear. Yet, within the black clouds and sea of lightning, a majestic Heavenly Peng soared through, its plumage forged from pure gold, shining brilliantly. The Heavenly Peng's wings sliced through the sky curtain, tearing open a rift, and countless bolts of lightning rained down. Ten thousand lightning pythons and thunder dragons surged towards the Heavenly Peng. Lightning and electricity intertwined, black clouds blanketed the universe, and electric light exploded like scorching, blazing suns. The torrent of lightning and electricity surged towards the golden Heavenly Peng. The Heavenly Peng let out a long cry, its fierce claws grabbing countless electric pythons and thunder serpents, swallowing them with an open maw. It swallowed a hundred thunder dragons in one gulp, and crushed ten thousand lightning pythons with one claw. The scattered corpses of lightning fell from the sky, instantly obliterating countless mountains and rivers. On Phoenix Platform, Yuan Feng laughed, a chilling, eerie laugh. She picked up her twin maces, her battle armor settling upon her, "Qing Luan, go to the Eastern Barrens and delay Zhu Long." Qing Luan nodded, "I will try my best, after all, that Zhu Long is a half-step Hunyuan." "No, you must!" Yuan Feng glanced at Qing Luan, "Elder Daoist Xuan Yuan will join you." "Xuan Yuan? One of the Thirty-Six Divine Lords beyond the Great Divine Lords?" Qing Luan asked doubtfully, "This fellow has always stayed out of worldly affairs, why would he intervene?" Yuan Feng scoffed, "Which divine demon with noble origins is willing to submit to the beings of the Pangu Primordial World? Go, the time has come. The Dragon race, from this day forth, will no longer bask in glory!" Qing Luan asked, "And you?" "Me? Naturally, I will go and stop Zu Long." Yuan Feng's face was filled with fighting spirit, "Not just me, the two Qilin Kings will also fight Zu Long with me." In the southeastern secret realm, Ancestor Tai Li looked troubled, "This, is truly going too far. My heart is set; I will absolutely not get involved in these disputes." Ancestor Yin Yang's smile vanished, "But you already know our plan." "Then how about I confine myself here for ten Yuan Hui?" Ancestor Tai Li said calmly. Ancestor Yin Yang pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Since that is the case, fellow Daoist, rest assured and wait here. If you do not go, someone else will." Ancestor Tai Li was startled and asked, "Who? Who else has such courage?" Ancestor Yin Yang smiled and said, "Ku Rong Grand Divine, who, like us, is one of the Nine Grand Divine Lords of Chaos!"