"You beast!"

"Where are the pride of our human race? How dare this beast be so arrogant within our human territory! He must be taught an unforgettable lesson!"

At this moment, the human prodigies were furious to see the dragon prodigies transform into dragons and devour hundreds of people in one go. They wished they could rush forward and kill these beasts.

They knew that going forward would only be suicide.

Therefore, they could only turn their attention to the immortal lineages and longevity families of the human race, hoping that they could step in to suppress the arrogance of the True Dragon Clan.

But no matter how much they hoped, those immortal families and lineages remained completely silent, as if everything outside had nothing to do with them.

They recognized the prodigy who manifested as a dragon; his name was Long Aotian. It was said that he possessed the bloodline of the Dragon Ancestor, and now, at the Divine Sea Realm, he was already capable of fighting against Quasi-Saints, possessing immense combat power.

Although those prodigies from those immortal families and lineages believed they were no weaker than Long Aotian, Long Aotian was no weaker than them either. Now that the Bronze Immortal Palace was about to open, containing immortal destiny, no one wanted to waste time on such trivial matters.

It's just a few deaths, what's the big deal?

Even if all the humans below were to die, they would not be affected in any way. They are an immortal lineage, a family of longevity, with the foundation of the immortal realm, destined to look down upon all worlds.

Moreover, the True Dragon Clan is not weak either, at least stronger than most immortal forces, and no one wants to offend them for the sake of some dead people.

"Grandmaster...do you really want to watch the alien race slaughter my fellow humans?"

In the direction of Yaochi Dao Palace, a woman dressed in white, with skin as white as snow, black hair like a waterfall, and a graceful figure, looked at the rampant True Dragon Clan prodigy, her eyes behind the veil showing some worry.

"Xian'er, you must remember, adults don't see right or wrong, only self-interest."

"You're just too kind. In the cultivation world, being too kind will inevitably lead to trouble sooner or later."

"You must obtain that item in the Bronze Immortal Palace this time. If you do, you will become the second person in my Yaochi Dao Palace to ascend to immortality!"

The middle-aged woman, hidden in the endless chaos, answered.

"Xian'er...understands."

......

"Hahaha, humans are nothing but ants. Even after endless ages, they will still only be fit to become food for my dragon race."

"If you've got the guts, come up here and fight me, Dragon!"

Long Aotian still maintained his ten-thousand-foot-tall dragon body, opening his blood-red maw to laugh wildly. Blood and flesh remnants could be clearly seen in his mouth, a truly gruesome sight.

"You beast, since you're courting death, then I'll kill you today!"

A cold snort echoed from within the human race. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man rising into the air. His terrifying aura spread out, causing natural phenomena. Behind him, mountains and rivers manifested, and stars shone.

"He is the Holy Son of the Vast Holy Land, the number one prodigy in our Three Thousand Dao Domains. Today, we will surely slay this beast!"

"In critical moments, we still have to rely on the Vast Holy Land. As expected of a top power in our Three Thousand Dao Domains, comparable to the Eternal Families and Immortal Lineages, they truly possess great courage."

Upon seeing that the arrival was the Holy Son of the Vast Holy Land, the martial artists were all thrilled and couldn't help but exclaim excitedly.

"Number one on the Heavenly Pride Ranking in the Three Thousand Dao Domains?"

Long Aotian's enormous dragon face was full of mockery. "Is there ever a successor of an immortal family or lineage on the list of geniuses?"

Has there ever been a successor to the legacy of the restricted area?

It's just a list made to fool children, and these people actually believed it.

Immediately afterwards, a cruel, blood-red light flashed in Long Aotian's enormous dragon eyes.

"Number one on the Three Thousand Dao Domains' Prodigy Ranking?"

I wonder if your meat will be of better quality.

Upon hearing this, the Holy Son of Haoran's eyes flashed with barely suppressed anger.

The Sacred Land of Haoran is a sacred place founded by a group of scholars. It has a long history and has always taken it as its mission to educate all living beings. Successive leaders of the Sacred Land of Haoran have also done this.

Now that a foreign race is slaughtering our compatriots, it would be fine if we hadn't seen it, but if we do nothing now, we will only be going against their principles and will never be able to advance any further in this life.

"You beast, the one who will slay you today is Ke Haoran, the Holy Son of the Haoran Holy Land!"

The world suddenly changed. A brush radiating an ancient aura appeared in the hand of the Holy Son of Vastness. He swung it forcefully towards Long Aotian, and the brilliant literary energy rose and transformed into countless stars, exuding an incomparably terrifying aura as it crashed directly towards Long Aotian.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Long Aotian neither dodged nor avoided it, letting the horrific blow crash down on his massive body.

"A beast is indeed a beast, arrogant and conceited!"

Upon seeing this, the Holy Son of Haoran couldn't help but snort coldly. This pen was his natal artifact, possessed by a Confucian and Taoist sage. It already had spirituality. This strike would kill even a Heavenly Palace Realm emperor. This beast actually neither dodged nor avoided it. He was truly arrogant.

Despite thinking this, the Holy Son of Haoran never stopped his actions, unleashing all sorts of terrifying spells and supernatural powers upon Long Aotian.

"This time, that beast should be truly dead."

The Holy Son of Haoran was somewhat pale; the series of terrifying divine powers had taken a heavy toll on him.

"You ant, you're not bad at all. Why don't you become my pet and give me massages? That would be quite nice."

Amidst the endless dust and smoke, a gigantic dragon head emerged, mocking the Holy Son of Haoran.

"How...is this possible..."

The Holy Son of Haoran stared wide-eyed, his expression filled with disbelief. He had used all his strength in every attack just now, and each attack was at least comparable to a full-force attack from a Heavenly Palace Realm expert.

Surprisingly... not a single injury was left.

"You ants, you can never imagine the power of my true dragon race."

Long Aotian chuckled. The young man's attack actually made him feel a slight soreness, which was already quite good. Even among the True Dragon Clan, not many dragons could do this.

"Beasts! How can we humans be slaves?"

"Today I will surely kill you."

As if he had made up his mind, the Holy Son of Haoran suddenly shone with divine light, illuminating the void.

"A boring game"

"Since you're courting death, then this dragon will grant your wish!"

Upon seeing this, a fierce glint appeared in Long Aotian's eyes. This attack actually made him feel a sense of threat.

In an instant, Long Aotian extended a dragon claw, carrying overwhelming dragon might, piercing through the void, and charged toward Haoran's life and death.

Just then, the void suddenly collapsed, and an aura that made everyone's hair stand on end emanated from the crack.

The terrifying aura spread, directly blasting the entire True Dragon Clan at the very center away. Some of the weaker ones were directly blown apart, while Long Aotian was pressed to the ground by this unexpected aura and was unable to move.

A cold, superior voice rang out.

"Little mudfish, you're blocking our way!"