"What happened?"

The two deities' hasty departure left Feng Bingwen feeling somewhat uneasy, but more importantly, he had also sensed something before their departure.

What upset Feng Bingwen was that he didn't know what had happened, and the Heavenly Book hadn't given any response. He even contacted his master, but still didn't get an answer.

Fortunately, based on the Heavenly Book's reaction, the matter that had slightly disturbed his mind was unlikely to affect him.

"Forget it, if the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up!"

Feng Bingwen muttered twice, his attention returning to the remains of the celestial serpent before him. Undoubtedly, this was a priceless treasure, with endless uses whether for refining weapons or alchemy. Its enormous size meant he didn't need to be frugal and could squander it at will.

Of course, whatever he does with the remains of the Heavenly Serpent, he must first consider his two mediocre disciples before he can have any of them. Otherwise, if he takes all the benefits, some powerful being might come looking for him to settle scores.

Feng Bingwen didn't think his luck had reached the point where he could find the remains of a god or demon's descendant just by walking around. It was obvious that this was arranged; the traces were too obvious.

However, the time required for this plan is a bit long for him now. For example, Li Changtian, the leader of the Dragon-Snake Cult whom he has already subdued, discovered this secret realm more than three hundred years ago.

This is not a short time for humans or even immortals, but for those ancient beings who have existed since the beginning of time, this time is far too short; it's gone in the blink of an eye.

While Feng Bingwen was pondering how to train his disciples and make the best use of them, a bloody battle broke out in the desolate sea, which was difficult for human forces to reach.

hold head high!

A furious roar echoed across the desolate sea, where direction was unclear and the horizon was indistinguishable, but this roar was quickly suppressed by a dense rustling sound.

"Evil!"

It was an old dragon over a hundred feet long, its bluish-green scales revealing the weight of time, and its powerful bloodline meant that even after years of vicissitudes and trials, it showed no signs of aging, but instead grew stronger.

However, this old dragon, which would not be underestimated in any dragon palace and would be treated with respect by true dragons, is now facing a life-or-death crisis.

However, the insects, several feet in size, swarmed densely onto his dragon body, submerging more than half of his dragon body in the sea of ​​insects until they gradually became invisible.

These seemingly small black insects caused the old dragon to roar in frustration.

Under the biting of the swarm of insects, even his thick protective aura could not withstand it, allowing these insects, which did not exist in this world, to come into contact with his body.

Then came the grating cracking sound that sent chills down the old dragon's spine. His scales, made of materials superior to most spirit metals and precious materials, were being torn apart by the swarm of insects.

During this process, the old dragon forcibly controlled the waters of the desolate sea, and even drew upon the storm raging above the desolate sea. The high-speed water flow, mixed with a large amount of mud and sand, was enough to wear down any flesh and blood, and the raging storm was even more violent than the water flow.

The swarm of insects was no match for the two powerful forces of nature that turned the desolate sea into a forbidden land for all living things. Those ferocious and ugly insects were quickly turned into mincemeat by the strangulation of wind and water.

The old dragon also paid a heavy price for this. Its scales were torn to shreds in the process, and most of its body became a bloody mess, with its blood spilling into the desolate sea.

That was not a power of heaven and earth that he could forcibly borrow. In the desolate sea, let alone an old dragon that had not yet transformed into a true dragon, even if the Dragon King came, he would not linger here for long.

"Too weak!"

A disdainful comment rang out, and before the old dragon, having survived the ordeal, could recover from his relief, he saw a dense swarm of black insects crowding everything in front of him, seemingly endless.

"How many more can you kill?"

It seemed to be mocking him, or perhaps it was a taunt at his incompetence. His strength was exhausted, and even his spiritual energy was almost depleted. The old dragon, with no strength left to fight, was quickly swallowed up by the swarm of insects.

The previous turbulent power that had stirred up the desolate sea for hundreds of miles around was like a last gasp, a death throes, futile and only serving to delay the inevitable.

"The taste is really good. I never thought that after a thousand years, I would be able to taste dragon meat again. It seems even more delicious than I remember!"

When the old dragon was submerged by the swarm of insects and could not be seen at all, a huge black shadow gradually rose from the dense swarm of insects surging from the depths of the desolate sea. It was constructed by tens of thousands of black insects, forming an indescribable outline that constantly changed its shape.

"Enough! Spare his life and bring him back. The Buddha needs to understand this world!"

And it was just as this extraterrestrial demon was enjoying the rare blood food and reminiscing about the taste of the dragon blood and flesh of his homeland, that a voice that seemed to contain supreme compassion resounded deep within his consciousness.

"I see!"

The moment that sound rang out, billions of insects stirred simultaneously, a violent will rising within them. However, accompanied by soft murmurs, the insects quickly returned to calm.

"Don't dawdle, finish this quickly. The commotion you've caused will soon attract the attention of a Dao Ancestor-level being in this world."

"yes!"

It was this reminder that brought the demon, who could conjure swarms of billions of insects, back to his senses. He had never met the Dao Lord, but he had fought against the Buddha Venerable. More accurately, he had been personally suppressed by a Buddha Venerable.

Although it was something to be proud of to have such a being personally suppress him, after actually coming into contact with an being of that level, this great demon was not proud of it at all. If he could, he would stay as far away as possible.

Unfortunately, once noticed by such a being, it was impossible to escape on one's own. It was a terrifying power that he could not resist, nor could he even conceive of resisting it. It was a mighty power that would instill despair in anyone who opposed it.

The thought of being noticed by the Dao Ancestor of this other world made this great demon dare not be negligent in the slightest. The swarm of insects that had already swallowed and covered the old dragon quickly retreated like a tide amidst a rustling sound.

What was revealed was only a skeleton stained with bits of meat scraps. Dragon scales, dragon skin, dragon meat, dragon blood, dragon eyes... In just a short while, the old dragon was almost completely devoured.

However, what would be a fatal injury to an ordinary creature with no chance of survival, was enough to keep an old dragon, which was only one step away from transforming into a dragon, alive. But that was all it had left.

"You're lucky. If you're smart enough, you might even survive!"

The great demon that evolved the swarm of insects let out a sinister laugh. This laugh was merely a simulation created by the collective hissing of thousands of insects, and it sounded rather eerie to the ears of normal living beings.

"...Evil...demon, you dare to...make me...submit, even if it means...my mother's death..."

The tattered soul represented the old dragon's last will, but the extraterrestrial demon had no time to wait for the old dragon, which couldn't even send out a complete divine thought, to finish speaking. It directly swept it up and fled into the desolate sea.

Just as this sea area had returned to its former "calm," a scorching and burning will, like the falling sun, descended. Subsequently, the year-round hurricanes in the sky above this sea area subsided, and the surging tides stopped. Under the gaze of this terrifying will, everything was frozen in place.

Then, in the sky above the once calm desolate sea, the void cracked open, and dragon shadows meandered out from the spatial rift that stretched for hundreds of miles, their roars echoing one after another.

Guided by that will, the dragon herd that had been led here quickly found the sea area where the previous dragon had fallen and let out a mournful cry.

"How dare you!"

A dazzling golden light, like a dragon shadow cast from gold, leaped out from the dragon horde and transformed into a middle-aged man with a magnificent beard. He reached out and scooped up a handful of seawater, in which a streak of scarlet could be seen.

Staring at the crimson stain, the Dragon King was enraged. Clearly, some dragons had already met with misfortune here, and now their fate was uncertain.

"It's an insect!"

Another dragon spoke up at this moment. He discovered the broken insect armor scattered among the sand and stones on the seabed. Although the great demon had cleaned up this place before leaving, the environment here was too harsh, and some oversights were inevitable.

"No matter what it is, if it dares to offend my dragon race, even though this desolate sea is vast and boundless, there is no place for it to hide!"

Another dragon king spoke, his tone chilling. A demon from beyond the realm that had caused the fall of their kin was enough to enrage this group of dragons who had descended here.

As for fear? It doesn't exist at all. Although the time is short, nearly ten dragon kings have gathered here, and in addition to the dragon kings, there is also a dragon ancestor who has set his sights on this place.

It was precisely because of the strange changes in the desolate sea that the Dragon Ancestor took notice, which is why those Dragon Kings who could rule a region of the sea became pawns at this moment.

Otherwise, how many beings in such a vast dragon race could command the Dragon King?

"Exterminate all living beings in the desolate sea other than dragons! Better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free!"

The will, as vast as the sun in the sky, issued its command, and the dragons summoned there responded enthusiastically, beginning their sweep across the desolate sea from this location.

This place, which was originally used to separate heaven and earth from the outside world, suddenly experienced a massive upheaval that had not been seen in the past thousand years.

Although the desolate sea is a forbidden land for all living things, and no life can be born from it, it doesn't mean that there isn't a single person breathing in this vast sea.

There are still some who, for various reasons, have to hide in this place, and none of them are easy to deal with.

However, the force sweeping across the desolate sea at this moment is a dragon horde led by nearly a dozen dragon kings. Faced with such a power, no matter how powerful a demonic force is, they would only flee at the mere sight of it and would not put up any futile resistance.

"The Great Calamity of the Dragon Clan!"

As the already chaotic desolate sea became even more "noisy" than usual, the ancient dragon watching this scene simply sighed softly.

He slightly raised his head, causing the surrounding void to crackle with a series of subtle sounds. Then, his gaze, more intense than the sun itself, was cast beyond the heavens and earth.

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His gaze seemed to pierce through the barrier of the heaven and earth, and even ignored the boundless void, a distance that would leave even celestial beings in despair, and saw the broken "giant egg" quietly floating in the darkness.

"The Supreme Dao is being restrained!"

Recalling the news he had just received, the ancient dragon was quietly pondering. The two events had occurred almost simultaneously, and it was hard for him not to connect them and combine them into one.

If that were the case, it would be quite terrifying to think about. But as the Dragon Ancestor, he could only consider the worst-case scenario and could not optimistically speculate on a calamity that might affect the Dragon Clan.

"Are we adding another restricted area? This place is already crowded enough!"

A calm thought flowed through his mind; at his level, even simple contemplation could cause many ripples.

"Humans should not tolerate such a thing happening."

Although it was only initial contact, this ancient dragon was already prepared to ask for help, or more accurately, to share the responsibility, since the human race was the protagonist of the next era in this world.

Although the ocean is the territory of the dragon race, the demons that emerge from the desolate sea and come from beyond the heavens and earth must bear the responsibility of resisting their invasion, but the human race must bear this great responsibility even more.

"Those old human fellows are practically rotting away in their coffins. It's time to find a chance to let them out and move around a bit!"

The Dragon Ancestor thought to himself that he was even more ancient than the old man he was talking about, yet he was equally unwilling to move.

He then put his idea into practice. The moment he uttered the thought, endless spiritual light gathered around him, then transformed into a radiant dragon. With a shake of its head and a flick of its tail, it tore through the void and disappeared into it.

Meanwhile, Feng Bingwen, who had already devised a plan to train his apprentice, suddenly found himself in an incredibly realistic dream.

"Has something serious happened?"

Practice makes perfect, and Feng Bingwen, already accustomed to this experience, asked the question with practiced ease.

"A big deal? Heh!"

The young man in blue robes, leaning against the bluestone, couldn't help but laugh.

"You've attracted a group of extraterrestrial demons, some of whom I find rather troublesome. Do you consider this a major issue?"

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