It would have been fine if the tortoise hadn't said those words, but after hearing them...

A sudden wave of regret washed over Ao Huang.

I knew it would turn out like this.

He should have fled decisively the moment Chen Tianwen swung his first sword and severed his Immortal-Locking Golden Chains.

That would at most result in a defeat.

At most, I'll just lose face.

It wouldn't end up as Chen Tianwen's mount.

However, he was driven by pride at the time.

They had to make harsh statements to save face.

That's why we've ended up like this.

It's too late to say anything now.

It can save the life of a dragon.

He was already very grateful.

Now, he has only one goal: to find a way to remove the enslavement formation that Chen Tianwen had implanted in his mind.

And that eerie sword intent.

Thinking of this, he came back to his senses.

He waved his hand to interrupt the tortoise-like man who was still rambling on and on, urging him to cheer up.

He said, "Prime Minister, things aren't as you think."

Ao Huangzu gave a wry smile and said, "I know everything you're saying."

"However, I do not wish to avenge this humiliation now."

"I don't want revenge!"

As Ao Huang spoke, he shook his head and sighed, "Let me put it this way... I've been enslaved by a stunt formation, and I can't even escape now."

After the Dragon King finished speaking.

The turtle thought he had misheard.

"Slave... enslavement formation?"

Ao Huang nodded slightly.

They admitted it outright.

Upon seeing this, the turtle was completely dumbfounded.

The tortoise-like appearance suggests ancient bloodlines.

He possesses inherited memories.

They were naturally familiar with enslavement formations.

In ancient times, such formations were inscribed in the minds of slaves to prevent them from betraying them.

Only royalty among supreme beings like the Qilin, Dragon, and Phoenix possess such lineages.

It has long been lost to history.

Although the tortoise-like bloodline is extraordinary, it is far from reaching that level.

Ao Huang did not advance to the level of a true dragon, and therefore could not possibly inherit the memories of the dragon race.

The two of them didn't even know how to set up a slave formation.

Not to mention how to break the formation.

However, he learned from the memory inheritance.

After being placed under the enslavement formation.

Unless the owner of the formation personally removes it, it will remain for life.

After reviewing the origins of the formation.

A hint of doubt arose in the tortoise's face.

Human bloodlines were the least noticeable type in ancient times.

How could anyone possibly know this kind of formation?

Could it be that the one who defeated Ao Huang was a dragon and a phoenix in disguise?

The more Gui Xiang thought about it, the more frightened he became.

My heart sank to the bottom.

He's even here cheering on Ao Huang.

They wanted Ao Huang to cheer up and avenge his previous humiliation.

As a result, Ao Huang was defeated and enslaved.

I will be a slave to others for the rest of my life.

They don't even have their own freedom.

What's the point of snowing here?

However, he did not voice what was on his mind.

If I really said it.

He didn't know whether Ao Huang was in a bad situation or not.

He's definitely doomed.

Therefore, a helpless bitter smile appeared on his lips, and he immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty... this subordinate is incompetent and unable to break this formation."

"However, perhaps the Demon Emperor has a solution."

All the turtle minister can do now is offer advice to the dragon king.

The Sea Emperor of the West Sea is one of the few powerful demon emperors in the West Sea.

The Tortoise Prime Minister searched through his memories and realized that only this person could possibly solve this formation.

After hearing what the turtle minister said.

A sudden glint of panic flashed in Ao Huang's eyes.

"Yeah, how come I didn't think of that?"

With that, he suddenly stood up from the throne!

The Western Sea Demon Kingdom has existed since ancient times.

With such a long and rich heritage, there must be a way to break the enslavement formation in his mind!

"I'll go find His Majesty the Sea Emperor right now and break this formation for me!"

Ao Huang said as if he had grasped at the last straw.

However, just as he was preparing to set off to return to the Western Sea as quickly as possible.

A sudden, sharp pain shot through my mind.

It felt as if a million steel needles were churning inside his brain.

I was struck by this sudden pain.

Ao Huang fell to the ground in pain.

He clutched his head and rolled on the ground.

Upon seeing this scene, the tortoise's eyes widened in horror, and he retreated abruptly to the entrance of the main hall.

He had seen in his inherited memories the slaves who had been injured and enslaved by the formation.

A single thought from its master can cause it unbearable pain.

The inheritance is just that—inheritance; there are no specific images or illustrations.

And after seeing Ao Huang's current state.

He finally understood what it meant to be in unbearable pain.

About half an hour later.

The pain slowly subsided.

At this moment, Ao Huang was covered in sweat, lying on the ground like a lump of mud, panting heavily.

Chen Tianwen's cold voice echoed in his mind.

"Behave yourself!"

...

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

A tense day and night have passed.

The aftermath work in Hongjiang City has been basically completed.

Because of Chen Tianwen's improved city-protecting formation.

The buildings in Hongjiang City are basically well preserved.

Most of the injuries were personnel-related.

You Mengtian was found three thousand miles east of Hongjiang City.

The Grand Elder of the Xuantian Sect returned to Sifang City in his primordial spirit.

Hongyuan is still in a coma.

With three Nascent Soul cultivators severely injured, the situation on the other side is equally dire.

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