288: Chapter 288 A frame-up by an unknown little bear!

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The three kingdoms on the continent schemed against each other. At the first sign of turmoil, all parties placed their pieces frantically, fearing that the chaos wouldn't be fierce enough!

Especially for the Qingcang Kingdom ruled by the Shangqing Sect, what they wanted was not a smooth transition, but a fierce, raging storm.

Currently, the Shangqing Sect was at its most powerful period.

Meanwhile, the four Sects of the Righteous Path in the Liang Kingdom were fighting internally, severing one of their own arms in the process, followed by endless domestic chaos and the outbreak of a bloody tide.

At this moment, the interior of the Liang Kingdom had declined to its weakest state in nearly several thousand years.

At the same time, in the Wei State, the Taiqing Sect was in a similar state. Having experienced the North Sea Rebellion, the Sect suffered from a gap between generations, and its interior was likewise in decline...

Only the Taiqing Sect was left to maintain its overall strength, but even so, it was just barely getting by—neither strong nor completely intact.

With all these various forces weakened in this manner,

this was the golden age for the Shangqing Sect to unify the continent, and they were naturally unwilling to let any opportunity slip by...

Once the chaos erupted, it would be a frenzy of vicious tearing and biting!

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At this moment, in the southern region of the Boundless Sea.

The water rippled.

A Crocodile Beast at the Qi Refinement Stage was bobbing up and down on the sea surface, its mouth tightly gripping a palm-sized golden scale.

The scale was stained with mottled blood, emitting a faint yet pure Demonic Qi.

The Crocodile Beast's intelligence had already been awakened. Under the orders of its king's king, it carried this golden dragon scale deep into the West Sea, wandering aimlessly.

At this moment, the sea surface suddenly broke open.

An abyssal maw filled with sharp teeth burst out of the water, causing seawater to pour in.

An azure flood dragon, a hundred zhang long, swallowed the Crocodile Beast whole, skin and bones, in the blink of an eye, refining it instantly.

Then, it opened its mouth and spat out the golden scale.

"The King Scale of the Poison Flood Dragon lineage. This is the token that the Old Ancestor sent me to find."

The azure flood dragon spoke in human tongue, instantly making a guess. Not daring to linger, it swung its dragon tail, dived deep into the sea, and headed straight for the undersea Dragon Palace.

Ten thousand zhang deep, a ten-thousand-li ocean abyss.

A continuous stretch of crystal palaces emitted a faint blue glow.

The main hall of the Dragon Palace.

A dragonman with two horns on his head sat upright on a coral throne.

He wore a dark gold robe, his face was handsome, dragon scales adorned his body, and his dark gold vertical pupils carried a hint of wickedness.

The azure flood dragon swam into the hall, transformed into a small, one-zhang-long flood dragon, and then spat out the golden scale, respectfully presenting it.

"Lord Great Lord Ao Qin, the item you wanted has been brought back."

The dragonman raised his hand, and the golden scale fell into his palm. He stroked the scale, sensing the residual aura on it.

"The Poison Flood Dragon is indeed dead."

Great Lord Ao Qin's tone was calm, betraying no emotion.

The azure flood dragon's body shook. "Although the Poison Flood Dragon lineage has thin Bloodlines, they are still a branch of our Flood Dragon Clan. Who dares to kill him on the Xuanling Continent?"

"Who else could it be but the Human Race."

"I just don't know when a grand cultivator of the Way of Thunder emerged among the Human Race."

Great Lord Ao Qin crushed the scale, which was stained with human aura, and the golden light dissipated.

He was not angry. Dragons were naturally lustful, and the Poison Flood Dragon lineage was merely one of the dozens of Bloodline branches of his Flood Dragon Clan.

The death of the Poison Flood Dragon was, to him, just a perfect excuse.

"Pass down my command."

"Summon all flood dragon branches of the West Sea, the Sea Ape Beast clan of the North Sea, and the Eight-Claw Giant Beast clan of the East Sea to the Dragon Palace for a meeting."

Seeing this, the azure flood dragon took the command and withdrew.

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Half a month later, in the main hall of the Dragon Palace, Demonic Qi soared to the heavens.

Over ten figures sat on both sides of the hall. The aura emitted by each figure was no weaker than the Early Stage of the Nascent Soul, and several auras even reached the Middle Stage of the Nascent Soul...

The row on the left consisted of six Nascent Soul Demon Kings of the South Sea Flood Dragon Clan.

On the right was the Clan Chief of the North Sea Sea Ape Beasts, along with several Sea Ape Demon Kings, and at the end was the great demon of the East Sea Eight-Claw Clan.

The demon kings gathered, each of their auras incredibly fierce and savage.

"Great Lord Ao Qin, why have you summoned us here?"

The Sea Ape Beast Clan Chief had a burly build, covered in white hair, and his voice was like muffled thunder.

"Why didn't the Demon Shark Clan come?"

The demon king of the Eight-Claw Clan had transformed into a bald old man, his face covered in strange suction cup patterns, and instead of human legs, they were replaced by eight soft tentacles...

Great Lord Ao Qin sat on his throne, his gaze sweeping across the demons.

"Years ago, all three demon kings of the West Sea Demon Shark Clan were killed by the Demonic Path of the Human Race. The West Sea region has long been occupied by the Demonic Path."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the hall sank.

"The Human Race is truly going too far."

The demon kings of the Sea Ape Beast clan all began to curse, but in reality, they were just paying lip service.

How could they, in the North Sea, not know about the matters of the West Sea?

It was just making a gesture; each minded their own business and acted independently.

Great Lord Ao Qin raised his hand, pressing down the discussion of the demons.

"The Human Race of the Xuanling Continent has been comfortable for too long."

"They kill our kin, occupy our seas, extract souls for Alchemy, and oppress all demons."

"The Poison Flood Dragon lineage of our race also perished on the continent some days ago."

Great Lord Ao Qin paused, a cold light flashing in his dark gold vertical pupils. "My intention is to launch a beast tide and attack Xuanling."

The hall fell dead silent for a moment.

Then came an irrepressible, bloodthirsty fanaticism.

"We should have attacked long ago!" The old man of the Eight-Claw Clan sneered. "Those cultivators of the East Sea come to the sea every day to hunt our descendants. I've long wanted to sink their Sects into the ocean floor."

"And the taste of humans, hehehe~"

"It's absolutely wonderful!"

"Brother Ao, what plans do you have?" The Sea Ape Beast Clan Chief was tempted, but he was in no hurry to take a stance, instead asking the key question.

With a wave of Great Lord Ao Qin's hand, a sea chart of the Xuanling Continent unfolded in mid-air.

Marked on it were the three major forces: the Wei State, the Liang Kingdom, and the Qingcang Kingdom.

"I have gathered some information. The Shangqing Sect of the Qingcang Kingdom is currently powerful, with thirteen Nascent Soul True Monarchs, and their strength is extremely formidable."

Great Lord Ao Qin pointed to the southern part of the Qingcang Kingdom. "Among our sea beasts, my Flood Dragon Clan is the strongest, so we will be responsible for attacking the southern part of the Qingcang Kingdom to pin down the main force of the Shangqing Sect."

"The Liang Kingdom has recently fallen into internal strife, and the three major Sects have no time to spare for others."

Great Lord Ao Qin looked at the old man of the Eight-Claw Clan. "Your Eight-Claw Clan will enter from the East Sea, harass the Liang Kingdom, and cut off their retreat."

"As for the Wei State."

Great Lord Ao Qin looked at the Sea Ape Beast Clan Chief. "The Xuanqing Sect is in its twilight years, with its Nascent Soul old monsters having one foot in the grave. The Sea Ape Beast clan will launch an attack from the North Sea and strike straight into the heartland of the Wei State."

"Three armies will strike directly at the enemy's heart."

"How many benefits you can reap by then will depend on your own abilities."

The Sea Ape Beast Clan Chief grinned, revealing his fangs. "Fighting independently? That's not bad. I've long wanted to gnaw on those few old bones of the Wei State."

"When the time comes, we must plunder more blood food and rations, so that this continent can become a pasture and granary for our clans!"

The old man of the Eight-Claw Clan rubbed his bald head, his smile growing increasingly sinister:

"I've long been displeased with those hypocrites of the Liang Kingdom. In the past, they had numbers on their side, so I didn't dare to act. Now that Brother Ao is willing to take action, we will surely reap a harvest this time!"

Great Lord Ao Qin picked up a cup of crimson demonic blood and drank it in one gulp.

"This war is not meant to exterminate the Human Race."

"But we must shatter their arrogance and plunder resources, so that the Human Race knows that this Xuanling is not for them to dictate."

"Gentlemen, that will be our gluttonous feast!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!!!"

Over ten Nascent Soul Demon Kings raised their cups and drank together. Demonic Qi surged in the hall, causing the seawater outside the Dragon Palace to boil.

Under the surging undercurrents,

deep within the Boundless Sea, countless low-level sea beasts began to assemble.

Densely packed black shadows shuttled endlessly through the seawater, converging into a black torrent capable of swallowing everything.

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