Chapter 681: The Flood Dragon Clan's Calamity

「Three months passed in the blink of an eye.」

On the Dragon-Vomiting Jade Disc, everything was as usual.

The countless members of the Sea Race had withdrawn. Heaven-Reaching Island went from a bustling hub of activity back to tranquility.

The Half-Demon Race, the Original People Clan, the Holy City, and other powers of all sizes had also departed. Even Dongfang Youdi, the Dragon King, and the others left the Three Thousand Seas after staying for a dozen or so days.

However, the Three Thousand Seas did not quiet down.

A single sea sacrifice had resulted in the annihilation of the Nine-Headed Sea Demon Race. This was undoubtedly a shock to the powers of the Three Thousand Seas.

More importantly, they had heard of the “War on Heaven.”

The words “War on Heaven” spread rapidly throughout the Three Thousand Seas, causing panic among the Sea Race!

“This is all Ye Wushuang’s fault. Only by killing him can we put an end to this. Otherwise, when the heavenly tribulation descends, the entire Sea Race of the Three Thousand Seas will be consumed by fire.”

Elder Hai Xu sat in the main hall of the Mad Shark Clan, speaking to the Shark King beside him.

Now that the Nine-Headed Sea Demon Race had been annihilated, only his avatar remained. He had no choice but to bend the knee to the Mad Shark Clan. He knew that they, too, hated Ye Wushuang to the bone. Thus, they shared a common enemy and both wanted to eliminate him. The Mad Shark Clan needed a Pseudo-Saint like him.

“So what if Ye Wushuang is the cause? Do you think you can kill him just because you want to? Even the Demon Blood King Body and the Original Ancestor Blood were defeated by him. On top of that, he has obtained Divine Power. Not even a Pseudo-Saint is guaranteed to be able to handle him.”

The Shark King said indifferently.

“Father, one Pseudo-Saint may not be able to handle him, but what about two? Three? Or even more?”

Shaxuan General reminded him.

The Shark King turned to look at Shaxuan General, who continued, “Father, Ye Wushuang wants to wage war on the Heavens. We can use the pretext that his actions will bring disaster upon the Three Thousand Sea Domains to unite the other Strong Races and eliminate him together. I believe that right now, the other Strong Races would be more than happy to kill Ye Wushuang. And…”

As he spoke, Shaxuan General gave a sinister smile. “And, the Flood Dragon Clan is associated with Ye Wushuang. This is the perfect opportunity to wipe them out as well. I’m sure the other Strong Races wouldn’t refuse the prospect of acquiring Flood Dragon Dragon Blood.”

“Hahaha, Young Master Shaxuan is truly brilliant! You’ve grasped the key interests and objectives, giving us a just cause. With nine Pseudo-Saints striking together, I refuse to believe we can’t kill Ye Wushuang. The moment he leaves the Sea God’s Relic will be the day he dies.”

Elder Hai Xu also roared with laughter.

The Shark King and Shaxuan General, father and son, also began to laugh, but theirs were cold, mocking sneers.

Ye Wushuang knew nothing of these plots.

The Absolute Space had granted him a great deal of time. During this period, he consolidated his Cultivation at the Peak of the Yun Dao Second Layer. He also spent time comprehending Ten Realms of Destruction and began to study the Array Dao.

He had also reached Minor Achievement in the Array Dao, which gave him some new ideas for comprehending the Heaven-Reaching Sword Array.

Only then did he leave the Sea God’s Relic.

He kept the secrets of that place hidden in his heart.

If word got out that the Sea God worshiped and sacrificed to by the Sea Race of the Three Thousand Seas was actually the Princess of the Mermaid Clan, and that she was still alive in the Mermaid Clan’s territory, it would surely cause a massive uproar.

As for that great hall, Ye Wushuang hadn’t entered it—or rather, he couldn’t. What lay inside, no one knew.

After exiting the Dragon-Vomiting Jade Disc, Ye Wushuang found the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc.

He stood to one side, staring quietly.

“Let’s go.”

Ye Wushuang called out to the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc, and they headed for the Flood Dragon Hall. Behind them, several members of the Mad Shark Clan exchanged a look before quickly rushing back toward their clan’s territory.

Upon arriving at the Flood Dragon Clan’s territory, Jiao Ming and the others sensed their approach and walked out from the hall’s entrance.

“How did it go?”

Jiao Ming stepped forward to size up Ye Wushuang. He was, of course, asking about Ye Wushuang’s gains in the Sea God’s Relic, because he found that he could no longer see through him.

Before, he could perceive a little, but now he couldn’t at all. He knew this meant Ye Wushuang had made a breakthrough!

“I had some minor gains,” Ye Wushuang said with a faint smile.

“I’m sure it was more than ‘some.'” Jiao Ming shook his head and chuckled. Ye Wushuang’s breakthrough was absolutely unimaginable. He wondered just how much ‘some’ actually was.

“You need to leave this place now,” Jiao Ming added suddenly.

“Is Clan Leader Jiao trying to drive me away?” Ye Wushuang smiled, not at all angry. ‘There must be a reason why Jiao Ming wants me to leave. I’m curious what it is.’

“I would have preferred for you to stay longer, but the other clans won’t allow it. They have already united to kill you,” Jiao Ming said.

“Why?”

Ye Wushuang asked, confused. ‘There has to be a reason for them to want to kill me.’

“You intend to wage war on the Heavens. They are terrified, afraid of being punished and bringing disaster upon themselves. That is why they want to kill you.”

Jiao Ming responded. Even as he spoke the words “War on Heaven,” he found it somewhat incredible.

He could hardly believe that the young man before him intended to wage war on the Heavens—to kill the strongest existence in the Grand Emperor Domain!

With that explanation, Ye Wushuang understood.

He looked up at Jiao Ming and said, “I may have brought trouble upon you.”

Jiao Ming replied, “It doesn’t matter. If it comes to war, the Flood Dragon Clan is willing to contribute. Our entire clan will fight—not for others, but for ourselves.”

“Jiao Ming, your Flood Dragon Clan is truly treasonous! How dare you speak of waging war on the Heavens! We don’t care if your clan is annihilated, but you’re going to drag down all the Sea Races of the Three Thousand Seas with you! Your crimes are heinous, and you deserve to be exterminated!”

The figure of the Shark King appeared at the other end of the firmament, behind Ye Wushuang.

Accompanying him were several other Pseudo-Saints, including Elder Hai Xu, the Pseudo-Saint of the Turtle Clan, and the Pseudo-Saint of the Merfolk Race. Behind them were countless powerful members of the Sea Race, seemingly surrounding the Flood Dragon Hall.

BOOM!

All of the Flood Dragon Hall’s hidden experts emerged. Countless members of the Flood Dragon Clan also rushed out, their expressions grim. Besieged by the other nine Strong Races, it was almost certain that the Flood Dragon Clan would be wiped out.

The members of the Flood Dragon Clan were afraid, but no one turned traitor. They had learned their lesson before, and they understood their situation clearly. It was better to fight to the death.

“It seems trouble has really arrived.”

Ye Wushuang gave a faint smile, his expression relaxed, showing no sign that he was facing a great enemy.

“Clan Leader, let’s fight them to the death!”

“That’s right! We’re dead either way, so let’s take them on!”

“These people are just using this as a pretext! They want to steal our Flood Dragon Clan’s bloodline. We can’t let them succeed!”

The members of the Flood Dragon Clan were all agitated and furious. In the past, they might not have understood what these people were truly after, but the Mad Shark Clan’s recent actions had made everything perfectly clear.

“There’s no need to fight to the death. This is my trouble, so naturally, I will be the one to solve it.”

Ye Wushuang stepped forward, his eyes fixed on Elder Hai Xu and the Shark King. “A Pseudo-Saint… I’ve been wanting to test my strength against one and see just how powerful you are.”

“Kill him and restore peace to the Three Thousand Seas!”

Elder Hai Xu offered no further explanation. The seeds of hatred had long been sown, and he was already impatient to strike. The Shark King also attacked, crossing the sky to join the assault.

“My Mermaid Clan will not participate!”

At that moment, the Pseudo-Saint of the Mermaid Clan suddenly spoke up.

The Merfolk Race, the Turtle Clan, and the other Strong Races had been preparing to make their move, but they stopped in their tracks at these words. The stance of the Mermaid Clan’s Pseudo-Saint was completely unexpected.

‘They all thought the Mermaid Clan was planning to reap the rewards without lifting a finger. If we attack now, we’ll be the ones to suffer losses!’

The faces of the Shark King and Elder Hai Xu flushed with anger. They had already attacked, but the others were just watching. ‘Weren’t they just letting the others reap all the benefits?’