Published: February 20, 2025
Source, from the call of the bloodline
"Everyone, calm down."
Just at the moment when the atmosphere suddenly became serious between the Human Race experts and the Behemoth Empire, Immortal King Xun Tian appeared in the middle, holding a blue lotus, quickly trying to ease tensions.
God King Tahlroth also slowly emerged, an endless golden light gathering behind him to form a world, looking at the solemn-faced True Martial Sovereign.
"True Martial Your Excellency, and esteemed members of the Human Race, we can discuss matters slowly, no need for impulsiveness."
Now that the infernal demon race has been defeated and the alliance has been victorious, the next task for the four tribes is to recuperate and usher in a new golden era.
Thus, it was unnecessary for any disruptions to arise at this time.
Although these god kings and immortal kings also felt a sense of regret over Chen Chu's death, not expecting that giant beast to take advantage of the situation to devour him.
Or perhaps this was the reason why that giant beast was willing to travel hundreds of millions of miles from its distant imperial territory to offer support.
Moreover, after swallowing Chen Chu, its strength inexplicably soared to an unimaginable level, allowing it to easily suppress the infernal primordial ancestor.
Otherwise, with the terrifying strength of the true spirit pinnacle of that infernal primordial ancestor, if it wished to escape, even a normal half-step primordial would be unable to kill it.
However, these humans and giant beasts were not familiar with each other, and coupled with the terrifying power of the divine transformation emperor dragon at this moment, the Dragon Palace Empire side completely disregarded Tahlroth and Immortal King Xun Tian.
Seven ancient dragon kings stirred up violent winds as they flew over, looking at the Human Race side where those heavenly kings and kings were gathered, the ancient lava giant dragon slowly growled.
"Roar! What, do you want to fight?"
In contrast, the Human Race, with only two ancient-level beings including the Heavenly Foundation God King, nine titan-level heavenly kings, and over thirty mythical kings, clearly had the disadvantage in numbers against the Behemoth Empire.
True Martial Sovereign's expression was indifferent: "Our strongest has fallen at the hands of the Thunder Flame Dragon King. Although our strength is not a match for you, we still require an explanation."
"We want to know if there was any agreement between the Thunder Flame Dragon King and Chen Chu."
As True Martial Sovereign stated, Chen Chu's death could not simply be overlooked.
If the Human Race were to feign ignorance due to the invincible power of the divine transformation emperor dragon, what qualification would they have to stand in the mythical world in the future, and what would they be talking about unity?
There would also be issues with the alliance with the Tianyu and Xianling three tribes, at least being unable to dominate the alliance any longer.
Before the Silver Giant Dragon and other giant beasts could speak, a majestic, deep voice echoed from the sky, causing the entire realm to tremble under that terrifying pressure.
"An agreement, let’s say it is."
A dazzling brilliance descended from the heavens, enveloping the entire Restricted Zone Battlefield, transforming the destroyed realm into a world filled with splendid colors.
In an instant, everyone dared not move, including those giant beasts of the Dragon Palace Empire, all realizing their consciousness was frozen, unable to mobilize the laws within their bodies.
Before that formless might, even the half-step true spirit God King Tahlroth instinctively held his breath.
Due to the great distance, these people only felt that the divine transformation emperor dragon was incredibly strong and unmatched, yet had no clear concept of just how strong it was.
Now that the true body of the emperor dragon descended, they finally understood what terror meant.
It was the difference between a dragon and an ant, completely on a different dimensional level; the opponent could easily erase them with just a breath.