SFS Chapter 528 The Demon Ancestor Is Dead, Qin Changqing Appears
Chapter 528 The Demon Ancestor Is Dead, Qin Changqing Appears
As soon as these words were spoken, it immediately caused a shock among the myriad races.
The members of the Dragon Race were especially ecstatic.
In their eyes, the Kunpeng Clan saw that their side was powerful and wanted to use the treasure from the first level to make them back down.
Backing down was naturally impossible!
But they must obtain this treasure!
Not only the Dragon Race, but also other imperial clans and even royal clans were tempted, with some showing displeasure.
The chief of the White Tiger Clan shouted loudly, "Friend Qipeng, the Dragon Race may be the first among the Ten Great Imperial Clans, but that was many thousands of years ago. If you still say such things now, I, as the chief of the White Tiger Clan, will be the first to refuse. Such a treasure, why not offer it to my White Tiger Clan!"
"My Qilin Clan is not inferior, why not give it to my Qilin Clan?"
"My Nine Lives Cat Clan is also dissatisfied, meow!"
"Well...actually, my Fierce Fire Hedgehog Clan also has some...forget it, pretend I didn't say anything!"
Qin Qipeng's words caused a huge uproar among the myriad races.
That was the first level of the Divine Mountain, rumored to contain the inheritance of the Divine Beasts. Who wouldn't want it?
With just one sentence, Qin Qipeng broke the alliance that Dragon Tyrant Tian had formed before, causing a rift among the myriad races once again.
The expressions of the Dragon Race members became increasingly ugly.
An ancestor of the Dragon Race swept his gaze over the crowd of demons, his face dark, but he did not refute. The Dragon Race's strength was indeed not what it used to be. If it were a one-on-one battle, they would naturally not fear anyone. But now, it was a treasure from the first level of the Divine Mountain. If the other imperial clans joined forces to resist, the Dragon Race would be unable to withstand it.
"Everyone!"
The Dragon Race ancestor stroked his beard and said loudly, "As Friend Qipeng said, this treasure is offered to our Dragon Race. Let's not fight over it!"
After speaking, without giving others a chance to retort, he smiled at Qin Qipeng and said, "Friend Qipeng, since you sincerely want to offer this treasure to our Dragon Race, we will reluctantly accept it!"
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Qin Qigang became anxious.
They were being pressured by the myriad races, and Qin Qipeng actually wanted to offer a treasure to the Dragon Race. This was simply a great humiliation.
Others also looked puzzled.
Qin Changqing, who was hidden in the crowd and had not yet appeared, guessed her son's thoughts and couldn't help but smile meaningfully.
Qin Qipeng raised his hand to signal for calm, then looked at the Dragon Race with a smile that was not a smile and said, "This treasure has a connection with the Dragon Race, and it hides a great secret. No matter what, it's better to let the Dragon Race see it first!"
A great secret about the Dragon Race?
The myriad races immediately showed curiosity.
The Dragon Race also became uncertain.
Dragon Tyrant Tian sneered incessantly.
In his opinion, Qin Qipeng was simply playing tricks.
Qin Qipeng no longer kept them in suspense. He suddenly waved his hand, and in the void, a tremendously huge golden dragon corpse appeared out of nowhere. It had five claws on its belly, and even though it was dead, it still exuded an incredibly terrifying pressure, causing the hearts of the myriad races to tremble.
"What is this? Dragon Race?"
"It is the Dragon Race! But this dragon seems a bit different, why is it so huge...wait, it has five claws on its belly, and its scales are reddish-gold...could it be!"
"Could it be that this is the Dragon Race Ancestor!"
"How is that possible! Didn't the Dragon Race Ancestor Ascend to the Upper Realm a long time ago?"
"Then how do you explain this dragon corpse in front of us? I have never heard of a second five-clawed divine dragon appearing in the Dragon Race!"
With the appearance of the dragon corpse, the myriad races were shaken.
Everyone stared at the floating dragon corpse in disbelief. Their faces were filled with incredulity.
The Dragon Race was shocked beyond measure, their expressions blank and unresponsive for a long time.
With five claws on their bellies and scales of crimson gold, these were the characteristics possessed only by the Demon Ancestor!
Could it be... this is really the corpse of the Demon Ancestor?
This is impossible! I don't believe it!
An elder of the Dragon Race stepped forward, about to examine it, but a burst of light surged and Qin Qipeng instantly collected the dragon corpse.
The Dragon Race immediately became furious: "Hand over the corpse!"
"You bastard, dare to insult our Dragon Race ancestors, I will kill you!"
"Seeking death!"
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Qin Qipeng looked around, loudly revealing a shocking secret: "In fact, the Dragon Race ancestor never Ascended, but was killed by the Demon God many years ago. This dragon corpse is the ironclad evidence!"
After speaking, he pointed at the Dragon Race and said loudly: "The Dragon Race has long lost its ancestors, but they rely on the blessings of their ancestors to act recklessly, leaving behind a trail of misdeeds and oppressing all races. Such behavior is simply disgraceful to the Demon Ancestor. Why don't we all join forces to exterminate the Dragon Race and claim all the treasures for ourselves?"
Qin Qipeng's words immediately shocked all the races, and their gazes gradually changed as they looked at the Dragon Race.
The reason why everyone feared the Dragon Race was not only because of their inherent strength, but also because the Demon Ancestor of the Dragon Race was truly unparalleled. Offending the Dragon Race meant fearing that their descendants would be suppressed by the Dragon Race after Ascending to the Upper Realm.
After all, the Dragon Race's Demon Ancestor Ascended too early. With his talent, he must have become a dominant force in the Upper Realm. There was no benefit in offending them, so they could only endure the oppression of the Dragon Race.
But now, things were different. If what Qin Qipeng said was true and the Dragon Race's Demon Ancestor was dead, then there would be no more worries.
The other royal families' eyes flickered, their expressions becoming abnormal as they looked at the Dragon Race.
The Dragon Race, who had just been domineering, instantly became the focus of the entire scene.
The faces of the Dragon Race members turned pale, unable to accept the reality.
Could it be that the Demon Ancestor really died?
"You're talking nonsense!"
Long Batian became furious and rebuked, "Our Dragon Race's Divine Ability is unparalleled. How could the Demon Ancestor die? Kid, stop spouting nonsense, watch as I tear your mouth apart!"
He couldn't let Qin Qipeng continue speaking, otherwise the Dragon Race would truly become the target of everyone's attacks.
With a thunderous dragon roar, Long Batian directly transformed into his true form, a winding black dragon that raised its head and roared, instantly charging towards Qin Qipeng.
As Long Batian moved, all the members of the Dragon Race also moved.
One by one, giant dragons instantly materialized, swarming from all directions towards the Moon Fox and the other three races, their terrifying Monstrous Power sweeping in all directions.
"Kill!"
As the Dragon Race moved, Qin Qipeng also revealed a cold killing intent, erupting with spiritual power that surged throughout his body. The enormous Kunpeng shadow forcefully withstood Long Batian's charge.
Boom!
Terrifying ripples spread out, and the shocking Monster Qi spread outwards.
"Kill!"
Zong Qiling and the others also shouted, transforming into their true forms and rushing out, each of them resisting the attacks from the Dragon Race.
The two sides instantly clashed.
The other royal families looked at each other, suddenly exchanged glances, and then swiftly moved, rushing towards the four races.
They wanted to take advantage of the chaos to capture the members of the four races and force them to reveal the method of enhancing their bloodlines.
As for whether the Dragon Race's Demon Ancestor was dead or not, it didn't matter for the time being.
Black shadows charged from all directions, including many of the top one hundred royal families who wanted to disrupt the situation.
The great battle was about to begin.
Suddenly, a faint voice resounded in everyone's minds. At the same time, a figure wearing a white Confucian robe appeared abruptly from among the crowd of the four races. His gaze was cold, and it was none other than Qin Changqing.
"Have you all had enough of this chaos?"