Appeasement Policy

As the vast quantities of gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, and paintings vanished, the spatial realm began to shake violently, convulsing with mighty tremors.

A dense, hazy mist suddenly emerged all around, rapidly expanding outward.

It stretched far beyond the limits of sight.

Liu Yi checked with her consciousness.

Originally the size of an international airport, the space expanded to the scale of an ordinary island the very moment the mist dissipated.

Through the boundary separating the interior from the outside world, the light became exceptionally brilliant, as if directly above—

As he flew over the pristine, primitive mountains, Long Qingchen suddenly changed direction and descended toward a secluded valley.

This was hardly a once-in-a-lifetime oddity, yet Zhong Lingyu could never have imagined it would befall them! He rubbed his nose, sidled up to the young man, and flipped him over. The fellow looked decent enough, with an honest and simple appearance, save for slightly dark facial features.

The power of the Azure Dragon surged from his back, transforming into a pair of massive azure wings that beat fiercely, carrying him to forcefully break free from this invisible suppressing force and flash hundreds of seeing feet away.

Seeing that there was no one around, Pei Donglai could not help but laugh and scold, his intent quite clear as he demanded an explanation from Pei Wufu.

Sensing that the ley line spiritual energy of Wanglong Cliff was gradually growing richer, Qi Xuanming finally felt the stone in his heart drop to the ground. However, the fierce beasts outside Wanglong Cliff did not disperse; instead, their numbers grew, yet they remained hidden and motionless.

"It seems they have truly arrived this time!" The supreme elders of the four immortal sects, along with retired veteran sect masters and elders who had spent years in seclusion, emerged one after another. After gathering to exchange polite greetings and reminisce about the high-spirited vigor of their own glorious era, they began to deliberate on this impending primordial chaos.

After much consideration, Long Qingchen ultimately decided to punish the dragon warriors who had violated military discipline, using the Patriarch's token to transmit his voice to the commanders of all warships.

Aside from Elder Zhao, who held a lofty position and possessed the composure of someone accustomed to power, remaining entirely unaffected, everyone else present felt a tremendous pressure, as though a heavy weight were crushing down upon their chests.

"What!" Witnessing this scene, Tie Muyun was utterly shocked, hurriedly flapping his wings to take flight. By virtue of the brilliant radiance of the Great Golden Light Wings, he was also able to clearly make out this fourth level.

"Even you wouldn't dare to provoke them?" The giant dragon was greatly astonished, yet seeing Li Tan's modest and helpless demeanor, it did not seem feigned. Could it be a Holy Emperor?

The Western Emperor rose, turned to look at the black-robed elder, and said, "Elder Black-Robe, it seems whatever has alarmed you must be a matter of grave importance." This black-robed elder was the Divine Emperor of the Western Hall, known to all as the Black-Robe Divine Emperor. His cultivation placed him second only to the Western Emperor within the Western Hall, making him one of the rare Eighth-Layer Divine Emperors.

Ru Feng nodded, and then the full might of his Seventh-Tier Profound King realm erupted as he spoke with a fierce snarl.

"I dare not take reckless risks. I will wait one more day. If your father fails to come to Blood Dragon City, I will personally take you to Blood Dragon Island and use your life to trade for those thousand children. As for any other matters, they are neither my concern nor mine to decide!" With those words, Li Jiang rose and strode out of the pavilion.

Within a certain spatial pocket, a man clad in green robes threw punches, executing every stance with tremendous, formidable power.

Liu Feng and Su Xinghe stared in absolute disbelief at the figure half-obscured by the billowing dust and smoke, momentarily lost in a daze.

Zhen Yuan—a common enough name, yet one that sparked endless conjecture among the various well-informed factions, sects, and empires...

The wolf's dictionary contains no such word as giving up, and perhaps the thunder marsh divine beasts shared this trait, for until that unknown stone appeared and was destroyed, these thunder marsh divine beasts were simply endless.

"This is all thanks to the fine son you birthed! Troublesome enough that he gets into mishaps, but why fail to send even a single letter home? Tell me, what use do we have in raising such a wretch?" Xiaze Cheng said angrily, seating himself heavily on the stone steps.

In the Central Star Domain, upon a planet scant in spiritual energy yet possessing an elegant environment, Huang Xuan灵 brought the wretched-looking old man down into a majestic, grandiose mortal Dao palace.

Accustomed to martial threats, it unfortunately forgot the reality of society, where desperation still tempts people to court mortal danger.