Chapter 1 The Longquan Realm's Son of Destiny

Boom!

Boom!

Thunder roared across the sky several times, and boundless clouds spread for thousands upon thousands of miles.

Occasionally, a flash of lightning would tear apart thousands of miles of clouds, its terrifying power causing all who witnessed it to pale in horror.

Within the sea of lightning, a demonic dragon roared furiously, its body thrashing wildly, shattering one bolt of lightning after another, but it was simultaneously battered by the lightning, its entire body wounded.

"Yuan Yang, you schemed against me!"

The demonic dragon was enraged. It possessed an aura of chaos, making it far more conspicuous under this heavenly tribulation than anyone else.

The heavenly tribulation contained endless destruction and was a tribulation that must be faced to become a King. Its power was more terrifying than it could have imagined. It had crawled out of the corpse of the Silver Dragon King and had never undergone a heavenly tribulation before.

At this moment, there was no way to avoid the tribulation. Despite its great strength, it was still being struck until it was covered in wounds.

On the other hand, that Yuan Yang Daoist had somehow managed to avoid the tribulation. Despite the heavenly tribulation descending, he was able to remain aloof!

How could this not make it vomit blood?

Boom!

Lightning poured down like a waterfall, and divine light surged like a tide, drowning out all the demonic dragon's roars.

"Where did this tribulation-crossing dragon come from?"

Looking up at the heavenly tribulation in the sky, many experts from the Great Beginning Holy Land were both shocked and somewhat bewildered.

The demonic dragon's aura was extremely terrifying. To be able to withstand such terrifying lightning strikes, its cultivation was obviously beyond the limit of a Honored Lord.

But where did it come from?

And why would it come to the Great Beginning Holy Land to undergo tribulation?

However, a few people, such as Fang Yingqiu, saw the clues and their gazes were fixed on An Qisheng, who was standing with his hands behind his back, watching from the edge of the suspended heavenly palace.

Listening to the demonic dragon's roar, could it be that this person used some unknown means to trick the demonic dragon into undergoing the tribulation for him?

But can heavenly tribulations be substituted?

"Lightning is the punishment of heaven. This demonic dragon has an aura of chaos, so it is more 'favored' by the heavenly tribulation than I am."

An Qisheng was thoughtful. The enemies of chaos were not only living beings, but also heaven and earth themselves.

Heavenly punishment was like the eye of heaven. Even if he cultivated the Great Deception Array to a very high level, it would be impossible to deceive it after the heavenly tribulation had already descended.

He had also prepared to undergo the tribulation, but it seemed that it was not necessary?

This was an unexpected surprise...

Of course, such things were rare. Other Honored Lord-level experts would not be so foolish.

The flaws in the Divine Mind itself were too great. The demonic dragon's aura was even stronger than the incarnation of the Eternal Life Gate Master, but its threat level in An Qisheng's heart.

It was only slightly greater than the Seven Heroes of Starsea. After his three flowers gathered at the peak, he never regarded it as a true enemy.

Roar~

An Qisheng looked calm, but within the sea of lightning, the demonic dragon was already driven mad with hatred.

Divine Mind was just a title given by later generations to those with great achievements in the past. To put it bluntly, it was a demonic fetus born from a corpse!

It was extremely biased and fanatical.

Finally, after letting out a roar, it resolutely launched its breakthrough.

Crack~

Purple lightning, dragging with it a strong sense of destruction, struck down.

At this time, the demonic dragon did not dodge or defend, allowing the purple lightning dragon formed by thousands of bolts of lightning to strike down.

Then, in an earth-shattering roar, it severed its body!

Whoosh~

Black as ink dragon blood splashed in the sea of lightning. The demonic dragon severed its body, leaving half of its dragon body to burn and bloom as a substitute for the tribulation.

It was burning, forcibly resisting the lightning that could destroy mountains and rivers, and rushed out of the sea of lightning:

"Yuan Yang, you should... ah!"

The voice of endless resentment only echoed for a moment, and then turned into a high-pitched, painful roar that overwhelmed the thunder in the sky.

A silver-white light, as electric, blazing, brilliant, pure, and terrifying, flashed and disappeared. The Taiji Qiankun Ring was like a rainbow piercing the sun.

It heavily struck the dragon's head that had broken through the sea of lightning and opened its mouth to roar!

Bang!

In a muffled sound that was low but could not be suppressed by the rolling sea of thunder, the demonic dragon fell back into the sea of lightning with endless unwillingness.

The Taiji Qiankun Ring was forged by Guanglong by melting the spiritual energy of the world's weapons and treasures, mixed with celestial stars and terrestrial treasures. How could its weight be ordinary?

Even if An Qisheng had not truly refined it, and there was no Daoist rhyme or Dharma principle on it, its weight alone almost shattered the demonic dragon's head.

Even though the demonic dragon's cultivation was strong, it was almost stunned by this blow, and it was dizzy and did not know where it was, and was once again submerged in the sea of thunder.

Buzz~

The Qiankun Ring spun around, cutting off the scattered essence of the lightning and falling into An Qisheng's hands.

The demonic dragon was born from the corpse of the Supreme Being and possessed great divine powers. Even though the heavenly thunder itself restrained it, it allowed it to hold on for so long.

Even if it was caught in the sea of thunder unprepared, it still had a chance to escape.

Unfortunately, An Qisheng would not give it a chance.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, the eyelids of a group of experts in front of Great Beginning Mountain twitched.

The terror of the heavenly tribulation was beyond their imagination. Every thunder snake and electric dragon that danced wildly possessed the power to completely destroy them.

To be able to withstand so many baptisms of lightning, this dragon expert was obviously shockingly strong.

Unfortunately, one wrong step led to another. This unknown dragon expert was afraid that he was going to fall...

As expected, the demonic dragon became completely violent, and like a madman, it kept rushing outward, displaying amazing and extreme divine powers.

But without exception, they were all beaten back by An Qisheng one by one.

Gradually, the sea of thunder became more and more turbulent, and the demonic dragon's struggle and roar gradually decreased until it was barely audible.

Its aura also plummeted to the bottom.

Boom!

Finally, with another wave of thunder, the demonic dragon let out an extremely resentful groan, but it did not even have the strength to roar:

"Yuan Yang, I will never rest until you die!"

Bang!

Then, the terrifying wave of thunder struck down, extinguishing his last unwillingness into nothingness.

Boom!

As the demonic dragon was completely obliterated, an unwilling roar seemed to echo in the sea of thunder, and then the thunderclouds in the sky began to dissipate.

In just a few moments, the thunderclouds that stretched for tens of millions of miles and shook the entire Eastern Continent had disappeared without a trace.

Golden light passed through the scattered clouds and reappeared in the world.

Huff huff~

As the thunderclouds dissipated, the turbulent airflow quickly returned, blowing away the lingering bloody smell in the sky.

The demonic dragon's body was illusory and non-illusory. When its body broke, blood was spilled, which could almost be regarded as a flesh and blood body.

Unfortunately, after the heavenly tribulation, everything turned to ashes, and not even a drop of dragon blood was left.

"The lock of the heavenly tribulation has not dissipated. It seems that if I do not undergo this tribulation, then this heavenly tribulation will only be postponed, but cannot be completely avoided..."

Feeling the lingering aura of thunder, An Qisheng's eyes moved, and in the depths of his vision, a black as ink spiritual imprint was slowly forming.

No one can control their own aura without leaking when the heavenly tribulation is overhead. Although this demonic dragon was born from the corpse of the Supreme Being, it was not the Supreme Being after all, so naturally it could not do it.

"Cough cough~"

It was not until this time that Qi Cang, covered in stone powder in the ruined palace, struggled to climb out.

The battle between one man and one dragon did not hurt Qi Cang, but his face was pale at this time, his energy and blood were both depleted, as if he was exhausted, and he could not see the light of his double pupils in his eye sockets.

Being possessed by someone naturally caused losses.

"Is it dead, is it dead..." Qi Cang staggered forward two steps, gritting his teeth and muttering.

He was not a fickle person, but this demonic dragon instantly surpassed Chu Mengyao in his heart and became the person he wanted to grind to ashes the most.

"It wasn't a living being in the first place, so naturally it can't be said to be dead..."

An Qisheng retracted his gaze and virtually held his palm in the air, grasping all the aura and traces of the demonic dragon that had dissipated in his hand:

"If it were so fragile, the Divine Mind would have disappeared in the long river of time long ago..."

The demonic dragon's last words were not a curse, nor were they the incompetent barking of a loser, but to tell himself that this matter was endless.

"Still, not dead yet?"

Qi Cang took a deep breath and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

In his previous life, he had undergone heavenly tribulation, so naturally he knew the terror of heavenly tribulation. The demonic dragon was caught off guard and enveloped by heavenly tribulation, but it was not dead yet?

"Over the long years, the Divine Mind has long been more than just a strange species born by chance..."

An Qisheng took a deep look at the starry sky, and then retracted his gaze, looking at Qi Cang, whose body was still swaying slightly.

The demonic dragon Divine Mind disappeared, but he still couldn't capture Qi Cang's spiritual imprint. This method was much higher than that of the demonic dragon.

Perhaps, it was really the work of the will of this world...

"This revenge must be avenged!"

Qi Cang slowly calmed down his mind, suddenly took a step forward, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed: "I am willing to join your sect and beg senior to accept me as a disciple!"

With this kneel, Qi Cang completely extinguished some thoughts in his heart.

The sudden appearance of the demonic dragon not only made him feel a bone-chilling chill, but also made him deeply doubt and fear his 'time travel'.

Was his time travel really a coincidence...

Huff~

After three kowtows, Qi Cang wanted to kowtow again, but he couldn't.

"Although it was a coincidence, it can be considered that you saved you after all. Three kowtows to thank me is not too much. There is no need to kowtow again."

An Qisheng glanced at Qi Cang indifferently, and the latter's expression suddenly dimmed.

In his memory, the Yuan Yang Great Emperor never accepted any disciples until the Heavenly Court was established. He, sure enough, still had no chance.

He sighed in his heart.

"Although you and I have no fate as master and disciple, I can help you if you want to take revenge."

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and his words frank:

"I am interested in some things on you, are you willing to make a deal?"

"The things on me..."

Qi Cang muttered a sentence, but his heart 'thumped'. Was there anything wrong with him???

"Are you willing to make a deal?"

An Qisheng asked again.

Qi Cang nodded woodenly. Did he have a choice?

Not to mention that he had no resistance in the face of the Yuan Yang Great Emperor of the future world, even if he did, he could only agree.

The shadow brought to him by the demonic dragon was too deep.

"Don't resist."

A ethereal voice came from his ear, Qi Cang was stunned, and a finger had already pointed on the center of his eyebrows.

Huff~

With a finger pointing down, An Qisheng's mind sank, and he urged the Daoyitu supernatural power 'Da Qian Enters the Dream'.

Buzz~

A soft sound that only he could hear rang out.

In the depths of his vision, ripples appeared on the Daoyitu:

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