"The sage holds fast to one principle, and uses it as a model for the world!"
Under Wang Yangming's suppression, the red dragon blood spilled from Ao Mu's body glowed with golden light and contained a large amount of power of heaven and earth.
When the dragon's blood spilled into the sky, where water and fire merged, every drop of blood rose up.
It turned into brilliant red clouds all over the sky, like clouds on fire.
The entire Nanling Mountains were covered with these red clouds, giving the world a crimson glow.
Immediately, dragon blood and golden rain fell from the clouds, and the energy contained in it began to nourish the land of Nanling.
All things that were originally washed away by the flood began to grow wildly, and the people who were injured by it immediately recovered from their injuries under the raindrops.
This dragon rain is a godsend for practitioners.
Many people's cultivation has begun to break through. No matter whether they are acquired or innate strongmen, Long Yu has an effect.
The peak of the acquired realm is connected to heaven and earth under these raindrops, reaching the innate realm.
The one who may benefit the most is the grandmaster. The power of heaven and earth contained in this may be the best gift for the grandmaster.
If one has the talent, the success rate of breaking through to the supreme grandmaster level will probably be at least half.
Dragon rain fell from the sky, and it seemed that in an instant, all things revived and became full of vitality.
Under Wang Yangming's guidance, the miasma that had accumulated in Nanling for tens of millions of years began to slowly dissipate.
Er Ao Mu felt his bound body and felt the strength in his body draining away like a tide.
The power of the Great Dao is being ruthlessly stripped away and is beginning to merge into this world.
The dragon let out mournful cries, its noble body trembling in pain, knowing that if it continued like this, both its body and soul would be destroyed.
Thinking about this, the real dragon, the Dragon King of the West Sea, finally lowered his noble head and begged for mercy with a hint of trembling and despair in his voice.
"Saint, be merciful. Ao Mu is a descendant of the Four Seas Dragon Palace, the Dragon King of the West Sea. My offense today was an unintentional mistake.
I beg you to spare Xiaolong. When I return to the Dragon Palace, I will bring gifts, apologize, and beg for forgiveness from the Saint."
The words were sincere and brought out the reputation of the Four Seas Dragon Palace.
In his eyes, ordinary people may not know about the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas.
But one celestial being must know that if he killed himself, he would be an enemy of the entire Dragon Palace.
Even if he was a saint, he could not withstand the revenge of the Dragon Palace.
Of course, he didn't think about whether the Dragon Palace would offend a saint because of him?
What's more, he is a saint of Dagan. If Dagan and Dragon Palace were to fight each other,
How will the fairy island cope with the situation? With three parties competing, what will happen to the wild beasts from overseas?
At most, Dagan would give up the offshore territory, but the fairy island would be moved to the interior of Dagan. However, if their Dragon Palace was attacked by wild beasts, they would have nowhere to go.
Those so-called demon generals offended the Dragon King, and in the eyes of the Dragon King, killing them was killing them.
But saints are different. The two are not on the same level at all. Will the Dragon Palace take action for a dead Dragon King?
To offend Dagan? And even add the fairy island?
Wang Yangming did not answer, but kept striking the dragon with the ruler in his hand, as if he wanted to beat the dragon into silence.
Ao Mu screamed miserably, and seeing that Wang Yangming did not seem to accept his pleas for mercy, he said again:
"I swear by my dragon clan that I will serve the Saint for the rest of my life, ride the wind for him, be at his side, and listen to his supreme teachings. I only ask that the Saint show mercy and spare my life."
These words can be said to have put aside the dignity of all true dragons. In this world, there is no one who can be used as a mount by the True Dragon King.
It's such a disgrace to the dragon clan.
Of course, what Ao Mu said was just a temporary measure. He wanted to save his life first and then let the Dragon King of the East China Sea come to save him.
It's impossible for that person to just watch the dragons become other people's mounts.
But Wang Yangming seemed not to hear it and continued to sap its vitality.
At this moment, Ao Mu could no longer bear it. The dragon roar shook the sky and resounded through the clouds. He resolutely played his ultimate trump card.
Originally, the body of a real dragon split into two, one was red as fire, and the other was blue as water.
It was these two supreme principles that he had painstakingly realized. The Fire Dragon resolutely stepped forward and endured Wang Yangming's power that seemed to be able to suppress the ages.
The original water dragon took the opportunity to escape into the void and rushed to the East China Sea, trying to escape.
For it, its cultivation level dropped from the peak of Dragon King to the early stage of Dragon King.
In the past, he still had a chance to break through to the Dragon Emperor realm, but now, it is absolutely impossible.
Depending on the race, after becoming a Dragon King, one will also experience the five signs of decline of the celestial beings.
Different races have different basic lifespans, so the time when the five signs of decline arrive is also different.
The life span of a true dragon at the Dragon King level is about five thousand years. However, Ao Mu, who has lost a great way, has no hope of breaking through and can only linger on.
At a time like this, it is impossible to think about these things. Being able to save your life is the best outcome.
Wang Yangming witnessed Ao Mu's plan to escape, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he lightly opened the ancient book in his hand, and took a step forward.
It was as if the void had been shattered, all things trembled, and mysterious chants echoed between heaven and earth:
“Everyone has his own compass, and the root of all change lies in the heart.”
Ao Mu, who had originally transformed into two, found that his original body could not move again, as if he was suppressed by his clone.
The clones that were forcibly separated and connected by him were now traced back to their source and connected together.
After this, Ao Mu no longer had any ability to resist and it seemed that he could only wait for death.
But Ao Mu certainly didn't want to die. No one wanted to die. Even beggars on the street had to live a hard life.
What's more, he is the Lord of the West Sea, a true dragon with supreme status.
What's more, he is the Dragon King who roams the world freely and has more than two thousand years to live.
At this time, he kept thinking about how to escape and began to recall the human classics he had read over the past three thousand years.
With his cultivation level, his memory was naturally extraordinary, and he quickly found the sage books that he had read in the past.
Those sage books that he once regarded as a joke now became his only lifeline.
He quickly said, "Your Excellency is wise.
An ancient sage once said, "No one is without fault, so who can be without fault?" He also said, "To know one's faults and correct them is the greatest virtue."
It is also said that God has the virtue of loving life. Ao Mu was tempted by greed and went astray, but the matter of Nanling was actually caused by the deception of a villain, not my original intention.
"Now that I have received your teachings, I feel as if I have finally woken up from my dream. I am willing to do my utmost to make amends for my mistakes. I hope you will show mercy and forgive me."
Ao Mu suppressed his pain and spoke sincerely. Every word he said came from the bottom of his heart and was very moving.
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