57: Movements of all parties

In the East Sea, magnificent Crystal Dragon Palaces sat on the seabed, suppressing the endless waters of the East Sea.

The originally peaceful Crystal Palace now radiated a tyrannical Qi.

The overwhelming Dragon Might made many aquatic races tremble.

After Ancestral Dragon returned to the East Sea, he immediately summoned the nine sons and the Dragon Lords of the Four Seas to gather at the Dragon Palace.

After long development, the Dragon Clan's claws and teeth had reached the Four Seas, establishing deep roots in each.

Except for the North Sea, which was relatively barren and rumored to have an ancient giant beast slumbering within, and thus not heavily touched by the Dragon Clan, most other sea regions were already controlled by the Dragon Clan.

The East Sea was the Dragon Clan's base, gathering their elite forces.

At this moment, Ancestral Dragon sat on the Dragon Throne, cold light flashing in his dragon pupils.

Below were the eight Dragon Lords and the nine Dragon Sons.

"The Qilin Clan, relying on that Nine Mountains Dragon Locking Formation, dares to insult the dignity of our Dragon Clan. If this grudge is not avenged, how can our Dragon Clan claim dominance over the Prehistoric World?"

With a roar of anger from Ancestral Dragon, the depths of the East Sea Dragon Palace surged with raging waves.

The eight Dragon Lords all changed color, looking left and right, not daring to meet that majestic gaze.

They knew the Dragon King was truly angry this time and they must not say the wrong thing.

Before the voice faded, Qiu Niu stepped forward first.

Though gentle in nature, he possessed extraordinary wisdom. He cupped his hands and said: "Father King, the Qilin Clan's Formation draws from the power of the Earth Veins; a direct assault is not the best strategy. I have observed its Formation patterns and found that during the Dark Moon, the flow of earth Qi slows slightly. If we can refine a Thousand-Faced Thunder Sound Drum to disrupt the Earth Vein resonance with rhythm, we might break it."

Qiu Niu was proficient in the Dao of rhythm and skilled in the way of overcoming strength with skill, always finding solutions from different perspectives.

Upon hearing this, several Dragon Lords nodded repeatedly.

Most importantly, Qiu Niu took the initiative to stand up and withstand Ancestral Dragon's pressure, which they greatly admired.

Ancestral Dragon's eyes also lit up, and he kept tapping the armrest of the Dragon Throne as if waiting for something.

"Big brother's method is subtle, but it's a bit too slow to adapt to the opponent's ever-changing Formation."

"I suggest refining a Divine Weapon through Blood Sacrifice of living beings. No matter what mountain Formation it is, it will be hard to resist the erosion of Blood-red Baleful Qi!"

Before Ancestral Dragon could decide, the second son, Ya Zi, also offered a plan.

Perhaps influenced by the Killing Techniques he practiced, he was surrounded by killing intent, making him stand out significantly compared to the other eight sons.

"Good!" Ancestral Dragon's eyes immediately gleamed.

"We shall do as the second son says. Sacrifice living beings to refine a Divine Weapon and break that Formation."

"I must also let that old fellow know that my Dragon Clan cannot be locked away!"

Hearing this, several Dragon Lords turned pale.

Once this order was given, many living beings would likely become sacrifices.

Those tribes that had followed the Dragon Clan for a long time might also feel resentment.

One Dragon Lord couldn't help but say: "Dragon Ancestor, such a large-scale slaughter might give our Dragon Clan a reputation for bloodthirstiness."

"What is there to fear?" Ancestral Dragon snorted coldly, unconcerned.

"The Myriad Races of the Prehistoric World are but ants beneath my Dragon Clan's feet. Qiu Niu, you are responsible for refining the Thousand-Faced Thunder Sound Drum. Ya Zi, you go collect the Essence Blood of living beings. I want a two-pronged approach to let the Qilin Clan know the consequences of offending the Dragon Clan!"

"As you command, Father King!"

Qiu Niu hesitated but ultimately bowed his head in agreement.

He knew that once his father made a decision, he rarely listened to other suggestions.

All he could do was his best... Similarly, First Qilin did not remain idle after returning to Qilin Cliff, immediately starting discussions with the upper echelons.

After the discussion ended, an Elder of the Qilin Clan quietly left the clan grounds.

In Hurricane Canyon, the astral winds howled and thunderous Qi surged.

The Qilin Clan Elder Mo Lin walked on the wind, with Earthen Divine Light circulating around him to resist the raging astral winds in the canyon.

Deep in the canyon, a palace suspended within the storm loomed—this place was the residence of Ling Ming, the Sovereign of the Feather Clan.

Just as Mo Lin stepped into the palace range, a clear cry echoed through the clouds, and then a blue-purple figure descended from the clouds.

"Mo Lin of the Qilin Clan has come to visit. Greetings, Sovereign of the Feather Clan!"

Ling Ming wore a Blue Feathered Cloak, his eyes like cold lightning, wings slightly spread behind him, the power of wind and thunder faintly visible.

"An Elder of the Qilin Clan visiting in person is quite a rare guest." Ling Ming's voice was cold and scrutinizing.

As a clan leader, he had already guessed why the Qilin Clan had come.

Rather, he hoped the Qilin Clan would take the initiative to come.

The Dragon Clan was powerful, and the Feather Clan alone could hardly compete with them. Seeking an alliance was the best strategy.

Mo Lin didn't beat around the bush and said directly: "Sovereign Ling, the Dragon Clan is powerful and can no longer be stopped by a single clan. I have come today to discuss a great plan with the Feather Clan."

Ling Ming's eyes flickered slightly, and he gestured to the side: "Come inside for a detailed discussion."

Inside the hall, the wind ceased, and Mo Lin recounted the Dragon Clan's recent movements one by one.

"The Dragon Clan acts so tyrannically. If allowed to grow, they will surely become a great menace to the Prehistoric World," Mo Lin said solemnly.

"Although my Qilin Clan has the Nine Mountains Dragon Locking Formation to restrain them somewhat, if the Dragon Clan attacks with the full force of the Four Seas, it will be hard to hold out for long."

Ling Ming nodded slightly, tapping the armrest of the Jade Throne with his fingertip. "So, the Qilin Clan wants to join forces with my Feather Clan?"

"Exactly." Mo Lin nodded. "The Feather Clan controls the Nine Heavens' astral winds. If combined with my clan's Earth Vein power, we will surely defeat the Dragon Clan."

Ling Ming sneered: "Ancestral Dragon is ambitious and has long coveted my clan's wind and thunder Origin. Some time ago, a crazed Dragon Clan spy sneaked into Hurricane Canyon and was personally slain by me."

Hearing this, Mo Lin's eyes gleamed: "In that case, Sovereign Ling also has this intention?"

Ling Ming did not answer, but his eyes glowed with cold light, and astral winds suddenly rose in the hall.

"The Qilin Clan uses the Earth Veins, and the Feather Clan controls the Celestial Phenomena. With the combined power of heaven and earth, why fear the Dragon Clan?"

Mo Lin was overjoyed and immediately engaged in further discussions with Ling Ming, finally establishing the alliance between the two clans.

The movements of the two clans naturally couldn't be hidden for long. Upon learning this news, the Dragon Clan simply stopped being in a hurry.

It was just one against two, nothing to fear.

As long as the Dragon Clan stood in the Four Seas, they would be invincible. After all, the opponents certainly wouldn't dare to cause trouble in the Four Seas.

Since they knew the weakness of the Qilin Clan, they would patiently wait for the Divine Weapon to be refined and then deliver a fatal blow.

With the Dragon Clan not moving, the other two clans did not act rashly either.

The Prehistoric World seemed to fall into a strange tranquility.

The three clans stopped causing trouble and were all actively developing their own forces.

As for some forces in the shadows, they also quietly infiltrated the three clans at this time.