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"If the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor were to suffer heavy losses, where would the millions of the Ghost Clan find refuge? I fear they would also face the catastrophe of extinction."

Tian Kui continued to demonstrate her exceptional eloquence, analyzing the current situation for the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor in an attempt to stall for time.

On the other side, he had already dispatched trusted aides into Dragon City, hoping to have the Dragon Emperor lead an army to support them. As long as the Dragon Emperor was willing to take action, there was still a chance to salvage the situation.

Relying on the superior Physique of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, even if the Dragon Emperor was one Rank behind, he would still have the strength to fight after unleashing his rage.

"Summon the Heavenly Demon Envoy to the hall!"

Three female fox demons, weary from their journey, quickly entered the hall and recounted the current situation to the Dragon Emperor.

Discussions began again in the hall. The pro-war faction quickly gained the upper hand over the surrender faction; the arrival of the Heavenly Demon Envoy had given them a shot in the arm.

Ao Wushuang looked at the Dragon Emperor with a pleading expression: "Father, please think twice. We have not yet officially declared war on the Demon and Ghost Clans."

"The Demon and Ghost Clans are still giving us a chance to surrender. If we truly unite with the Heavenly Demon Fox Clan and end up defeated, the entire Five-Clawed Golden Dragon clan will be plunged into misery."

"This is the most critical moment. I believe we should execute the three bewitching fox demons on the spot, shift all the blame onto Ao Wuming, and demonstrate our sincerity to the Demon and Ghost Clans. Only then can the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon clan escape this disaster."

Ao Wushuang's words caused the pro-war faction to waver again. Their resolve was not firm, and they could defect at any moment.

Ao Xue was furious and mocked him loudly: "You really are our 'good' big brother. Just how many benefits have you received from the Demon and Ghost Clans to be able to say such shameless words?"

"These two clans have long been united in oppressing the Dragon Clan. Can you count how many of our kin are sent to them as food every year?"

Ao Wushuang retorted sternly: "Sixth sister, know your place. Don't think you can ignore your older brother just because you have Father's doting."

"Every year, what we send to the Demon and Ghost Clans are just Mixed-breed Dragons and low-level dragons. A large number of little dragons are born every year, so sending some away only reduces the pressure on our survival."

Ao Xue took out an account book and began to read, counting the list of Five-Clawed Golden Dragons sent away over the years under Ao Wushuang's shady operations.

It was a thick book containing at least ten thousand entries. Every year, aside from the Ghost Festival sacrifice ceremony, they would also provide extra portions to the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor and the Demonic Lord, and the quantities were not small.

Clearly, this was authorized by the Dragon Emperor behind the scenes. Eventually, the truth could no longer be hidden, which is why he suddenly tore up the agreement a few days ago to forcibly save face.

The two factions in the hall argued endlessly until the Dragon Emperor slammed his hand down, shattering a heavy stone slab to silence the dispute.

"Stop arguing! Dragon City is the only place left that hasn't been conquered. The legacy left by our ancestors must not be destroyed by our generation."

"I previously thought we could coexist peacefully with the Demon and Ghost Clans for a long time, but now it seems I underestimated their ambition."

"Now that a great enemy has arrived, the Dragon Clan elite should naturally fight bravely. Even if we fight to the last one, we will never surrender."

Encouraged by the Dragon Emperor, the hall was filled with righteous indignation, determined to go out and fight the Demon and Ghost Clans to the death.

A large number of Five-Clawed Golden Dragons rushed out of Dragon City to fight the Demon and Ghost Clans. Seeing the situation turn, some of the other dragons who had previously surrendered defected, while others fled in panic to save their lives.

A great battle erupted above Dragon City and at multiple locations in the nearby sea, and the barrier protecting Dragon City was subsequently lifted.

Seeing the Dragon Emperor leading a group of Elders to attack, the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor suddenly realized what was happening.

"Saintess, what a clever scheme, trying to stall for time until the Dragon Emperor arrived to support you. You overestimate him; how dare a first-level Emperor Realm Expert clamor before a second-level one?"

A violent dragon roar echoed as a nearly hundred-meter-long Five-Clawed Golden Dragon swooped in, accompanied by golden lightning in the sky.

For the first time in nearly ten thousand years, the Dragon Emperor revealed his original form; it was truly imposing.

Even the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor was startled: "The old loach is actually going to risk his life against me."

The Dragon Emperor opened his massive mouth and roared continuously at the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor: "Old ghost, you have bullied me too much. Today, you forced my hand."

"How could the Dragon Clan be willing to become slaves to the Ghost Clan?"

The Nine Nether Ghost Emperor decisively revealed his original form, a black phantom over a hundred meters tall floating in the air, creating a suffocating, dark expanse.

"Old loach, I advise you not to humiliate yourself. Considering our past friendship, there is still time to surrender."

"Otherwise, the entire Dragon City will be razed to the ground, and the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon clan will be exterminated."

"You are merely a first-level Emperor Realm Expert; how dare you act tough in front of me."

The Dragon Emperor initiated the attack, using his massive golden dragon head to ram the black phantom, and in an instant, a large amount of black slime covered his entire body.

Seeing this, Tian Kui immediately stepped forward to help release Feng Yun from her confinement.

"Let's quickly drive back all the experts of the Demon and Ghost Clans; the Dragon Emperor can temporarily hold off the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor."

Apart from the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor, the Elders and Protectors he brought along had significantly lower combat power.

Gui Jianchou aimed directly at the shadow; this time, the two of them were determined to fight to the death.

Experts from both camps broke out into a fierce battle, with a barrage of skills firing wildly in the air and deafening, roaring explosions sounding one after another.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragons all transformed into their original forms, fighting fiercely against the Demon and Ghost Clans in the air.

Xiao Bai's offspring from Pan Si Mountain were not to be outdone, displaying exceptional combat power; at the same Rank, they were considerably stronger than the Five-Clawed Golden Dragons.

Their deterrent power after they Take Human Form was very strong, causing the Demon and Ghost Clans to flee in panic.

Xiao Dong had killed until his eyes turned red: "Brothers, charge! Kill all these Little Devils and avenge our father."

"Kill!"

Chapter 277: The Fall of the Dragon Emperor

This great battle lasted for a day and a night, and both sides suffered heavy losses. Ao Wuming had sustained multiple injuries, yet he fought with increasing courage.

Feng Yun and Tian Kui coordinated with each other; as long as no Emperor Realm Expert appeared, they would not face any fatal threats.

The number of the Demon and Ghost Clans was quite large, making them not so easy to deal with, and their magic power was depleting rapidly.

After the high-intensity battle, the spirit coins used to replenish magic power were also exhausted.

On a small island dozens of kilometers east of Dragon City, Yan Ding was sipping tea in a pavilion with his Disciples.

A large mirror was hung in front of them, broadcasting the situation in Dragon City in real-time.

Yan Ding was wearing an eye patch; his eye had previously been blinded by Huo Linger, leaving a large hole, and not wearing it would indeed be quite terrifying.

Hua Hong had been waiting on him hand and foot: "Revered Master, the two sides have been fighting for a day and a night. Do we need to intervene?"

Yan Ding stroked his beard gently: "Do not be impatient. The Dragon Emperor and the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor have not yet decided the victor. The Flame Demon Ruler must be even more anxious than us right now."

"Regardless of which side wins, the Flame Demon Ruler will not be at ease. The result he wants most is for both sides to suffer heavy losses."

Hua Hong took out a secret letter, which was news gathered from the Ghost Clan side.

"Revered Master, this secret letter is about Xiao Bai. Please open it yourself."

After Yan Ding read the secret letter, he first showed a joyful smile, then his face fell.

"Damn snake demon, he could endure in the Pill Furnace for forty-nine days, yet he actually self-destructed in the Soul Hall, giving the precious Demon Emperors Blood Essence to the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor for nothing."

"No wonder he could Breakthrough to a second-level Emperor Realm in such a short time and dare to openly attack the Dragon Clan."

"I had thought the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor had obtained help from the Soul Hall Sacrificial Spirit to increase his Cultivation."

Yan Ding covered his eyes in pain: "It is time to notify the Demonic Lord to make an appearance."

"Once it is done, the Demon Race will be the Dominator of the Lower Realm, and Dreamscape Mountain will fully support him."

Upon receiving the news, the Flame Demon Ruler was restless. The combat power of his Elders and Protectors was truly pathetic; they were almost at the bottom at the same Rank.

They were often counter-killed even in two-on-one fights, and his most trusted brother, the Ice Demon, had also died at the hands of Xiao Bai, which infuriated him.

He could not sit by and watch the Ghost Clan grow stronger, nor was he willing to see the Dragon Clan defeat the Demon and Ghost armies.

He received support from Yan Ding, who provided a large amount of auxiliary Medicinal Pills, which could quickly allow his subordinates to improve their strength.

He decided to personally go to Dragon City. As for whether to kill the Dragon Emperor or the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor first, he would have to deliberate a bit and see the specific situation on the ground first.

The best outcome would be for them to suffer mutually heavy losses, so the Flame Demon Ruler could secure a double kill after arriving.

On the surface, he dispatched almost all the Elders and Protectors of the Demon Race. Before setting out, the Flame Demon Ruler had given instructions not to act as the main force, but just to put on a show.

Who knows what went wrong with the Wen Yuan brothers; they died the fastest, throwing the Flame Demon Ruler's words to the winds.

At this time, the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor and the Dragon Emperor were locked in an inseparable battle.

"Damn it, the old loach is really troublesome. We've been fighting for a day and a night, and I still haven't taken him down, but he seems to have reached his limit."

The Dragon Emperor's entire body was in agony, his skin pitch black, and almost not a single golden dragon scale could be seen.

The slime released by the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor was rapidly corroding his scales.

"Old loach, are you still not going to surrender? You have been deeply poisoned and cannot hold on for much longer."

Cough, cough!

The Dragon Emperor spat out a pool of golden blood, which was mixed with quite a bit of black; the poison had already invaded his body.

"Old ghost, we have lived in peace for tens of thousands of years; why are you unwilling to let the Dragon Clan go?"

The Nine Nether Ghost Emperor sneered: "Is this the attitude to beg me? You must pay the price for your recklessness a few days ago."

"Your eldest son is quite sensible; you might as well give up the position of Dragon Emperor sooner, and in the future, you might be able to preserve the millions of lives of the Dragon Clan."

"However, I have decided that the golden dragon pearl inside your body is mine."

Suddenly, a large black hand pierced through the Dragon Emperor's body, and a shrill, miserable scream resounded through the sky.

A large number of dragons stopped fighting, witnessing with their own eyes the Dragon Emperor being killed by the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor, and the golden dragon pearl inside his body being directly gouged out.

Ao Wuming thrust his spear twice, killing the two Ghost Kings blocking their way, and rushed toward the Dragon Emperor.

He shouted loudly: "Father..."

The huge Five-Clawed Golden Dragon slowly descended from the sky, followed by a light golden rain.

Countless dragons had teary eyes, filled with despair.

The Dragon Emperor, the strongest combatant of the Dragon Clan, was dead, which meant the entire Dragon Clan would head toward extinction.

Ao Wushuang led his subordinates to surrender to the Ghost Clan. He was originally from the surrender faction and had no backbone; seeing that the Dragon Emperor was dead, he would simply not put up any pointless resistance.

Ao Wuming rushed to the Dragon Emperor's side at the first opportunity, clutching that huge golden dragon head.

"Father, hold on!"

The Dragon Emperor shook his head slightly: "Wuming, Father has failed you. I didn't expect that at the very last moment, you would be the one accompanying Father."

"I entrust this Dragon Emperor Seal to you. You are the Dragon Emperor from now on. You must lead the Dragon Clan to fight bravely and never be slaves."

After giving his final instructions, the Dragon Emperor closed his eyes forever.

Ao Wuming put away the Dragon Emperor Seal and pointed his spear tip directly at the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor.