Just as everyone was filled with shock and suspicion,
a group of people slowly walked out.
The leader was an old man dressed in a green brocade robe.
This old man had high cheekbones, and on his cheeks, several green scales that had yet to fade slightly expanded and contracted with his breathing.
Behind him followed over a dozen fierce-looking individuals in green robes, all with glints of ferocity in their eyes and overflowing Qi and blood.
This scene.
Falling into the eyes of the Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable in the distance, it caused the face of that Old Thing to instantly twist.
Jiang Yuechu tilted her head slightly and glanced at the Old Scarlet Flood Dragon beside her, who was facing the enemy as if it were a great threat.
"Do you recognize them?"
"I'd recognize them even if they were turned to ash!"
The Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable gritted his teeth at Jiang Yuechu and said, "This group is the North Sea Green Flood Dragon tribe, and the Old Thing leading them is the current clan elder of the North Sea lineage, Great Sage Qing Ming."
Upon hearing this,
Jiang Yuechu replied with a hint of perfunctoriness, "Oh..."
The old man in the green robe walked slowly into the center of the field, bowed from a distance to the old man in the yellow robe, and said with a fake smile, "I was wondering who the Golden Scale Tribe would send for this opening of the Dragon Washing Pool... I didn't expect Great Sage Tengxiao to come personally..."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the Brocade-Robed Youth as if by chance.
"It seems... the Golden Scale Tribe is determined to obtain this Opportunity to become a Dragon, right?"
Seeing this person,
the old man in the yellow robe, known as Great Sage Tengxiao, merely lifted his eyelids slightly and nodded indifferently, "It is indeed determined."
"However... I have spent my life in battle and slaughter, having ignited the lamp six times, and have already used five... If you all truly want this fortune, you might as well join forces and try; if you are lucky, there is still some chance..."
"..."
The old man in the green robe narrowed his eyes.
He hadn't expected the other party to reveal such a deadly secret so brazenly.
Although igniting the lamp is powerful, every time the Opportunity to ignite the lamp is consumed, it means one less chance to step into Ascending the Tower.
Although the Lifespan of demons and monsters is long, often measured in ten thousand years, it is ultimately not endless.
Even if one enters the state of igniting the lamp, if one does not enter Ascending the Tower, when the Qi and blood dry up, one will be nothing more than a handful of yellow soil.
No wonder this old dog came out of the mountains in person this time... It is likely he knows that with only one remaining Opportunity to ignite the lamp, he can no longer normally Cultivate to step into Ascending the Tower.
Therefore, he wants to use the Opportunity to become a Dragon to forcibly knock open the door to Ascending the Tower.
Just as the old man in the green robe was calculating in his heart,
a sneer rang out abruptly.
"Heh..."
The Brocade-Robed Youth standing beside Tengxiao swept his gaze carelessly over the demons present, "He was just saying it casually, being polite... Actually, you have no chance."
Once these words were spoken,
the eyes of all the demons fell upon the youth.
Although the Golden Scale Tribe is formidable and the leader of the Yellow Flood Dragon lineage, the only ones present today were this old man and the youth.
Although Great Sage Tengxiao is strong, he had just revealed his own bottom line.
Six times of igniting the lamp, and five are already gone.
Such an Old Thing is indeed terrifying when fighting for his life, but he is ultimately not in his prime.
As for that youth...
although his aura was somewhat strange, he did not reveal anything extraordinary.
On what basis?
Where on earth does this Golden Scale Tribe get the confidence to look at all the heroes of the world as if they were nothing?
The Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable shrank behind Jiang Yuechu and couldn't help but spit out in a low voice, "He is truly arrogant beyond measure... To provoke public anger like this, isn't he afraid of being surrounded and killed once he enters the Dragon Ascending Platform later..."
Jiang Yuechu's expression was calm, and she did not reply.
She only kept her gaze on the youth.
Interesting...
To be so fearless.
Either his brain is broken.
Or...
He truly possesses the means to crush everyone present.
On the square, Demonic Qi surged, and murderous intent was hidden.
Yet no one made a move.
Those who could make it to the front of this Dragon Washing Pool, apart from the small demons following their elders to see the world, were all great demons who had lived for tens of thousands of years.
Who would want to be the first bird to be shot?
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
"Hoo..."
Great Sage Qing Ming took a deep breath, and the green scales on its cheeks slightly expanded and contracted, "This little friend looks very unfamiliar, yet the tone is quite bold, daring to declare that we have no chance... I suppose you must be the peerless Prodigy that the Golden Scale Tribe has hidden for many years?"
Speaking to this point,
the tone changed, becoming chilling.
"Since you are a Prodigy, why not state your name?"
"So that we may... broaden our horizons."
These words were spoken quite politely.
But between the lines, a hint of interrogation was already revealed.
Upon hearing this, everyone pricked up their ears.
However,
the Brocade-Robed Youth paid no more attention to it, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the towering black building.
As for Great Sage Tengxiao behind him, his eyelids were drooping, appearing calm and composed.
"..."
Being ignored like this,
the vertical pupils in the eyes of Great Sage Qing Ming shrank suddenly, and the murderous intent almost overflowed from its eye sockets.
But it ultimately held back.
This is the Dragon Washing Pool.
The Dragon Ascending Platform is about to open, and to provoke a veteran who has ignited the lamp for a moment of pride is extremely unwise.
It just took a deep look at the old man and the youth, and waved its large sleeves.
"Since the Golden Scale Tribe is so confident, then we shall... see the truth on the platform!"
After saying this, it took its clansmen and retreated to the other side of the square, saying nothing more.
A storm was dissipated into nothingness.
The surrounding demons who were watching the excitement all withdrew their gazes with some lingering curiosity.
Like this,
they sat for two days.
The wind and snow became more urgent.
Jiang Yuechu sat cross-legged on a huge rock, letting the accumulated snow cover her shoulders, her breathing long and steady, not moving at all.
The Old Scarlet Flood Dragon beside her was a bit restless, opening its eyes from time to time to look at the high building, or vigilantly sizing up the various tribes, as if sitting on pins and needles.
Until the morning of the third day.
The first ray of morning light pierced through the clouds and shone on the top of the black building.
Hum—
A dull humming sound came from deep underground.
Immediately after,
above the tightly closed black stone door, brilliant light shot into the sky.
"It's open!!!"
I don't know who shouted.
The originally silent square instantly boiled over, and several streaks of light rushed up first.
Great Sage Tengxiao, who had been closing his eyes and resting, grabbed the shoulder of the Brocade-Robed Youth beside him and instantly plunged into the light.
Seeing someone take the lead,
the other lineages were not willing to fall behind.
Great Sage Qing Ming snorted coldly, threw a token in its hand, which turned into a light curtain to protect the clansmen behind it.
"Go!"
The green light, carrying over a dozen figures, followed closely and rushed into the gate.
Then came all the demons; as long as they had the qualification to enter in their hands, they were scrambling, fearing that if they were a step slower, the Opportunity to become a Dragon would be snatched away by others.
In just the time it takes to burn an incense stick.
The originally crowded and noisy square became more than half empty in an instant.
Only some Juniors with low strength, or elders left behind by various tribes to guard the gates, remained.
Since the main figures had all gone in, the remaining riff-raff naturally didn't have so many scruples.
They gathered in twos and threes, either sitting cross-legged and breathing, or talking in low voices.
Their words were mostly guessing who would reach the top this time and who would be able to seize the Opportunity to become a Dragon.
The Old Scarlet Flood Dragon shrank behind the huge rock, peeking and looking for a long time.
Seeing that the entire Green Flood Dragon lineage had entered, it let out a long sigh of relief.
It brushed off the snow on its body, straightened its waist, and its face regained some of the reserve of an Old Ancestor.
"Ahem..."
The Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable walked to Jiang Yuechu's side and whispered, "Your Excellency, they have already gone in. Should we also... set off?"