Chapter 95 A Failure to Greet the Visitor

The sky of the Dragon Domain cracked open, extending for hundreds of thousands of miles. At the edges of the rift, the residual waves of dark golden Laws were echoing.

The Qi of the Ancestral Dragon retreated to both sides, clearing a path.

Inside the great hall,

After the Dragon Domain Lord finished speaking, he stood up from his throne.

"This aura..."

The Red Dragon Elder's dragon eyes widened, his voice trembling, "Immortal... Immortal Emperor? And more than one?"

"Not an Immortal Emperor."

The Dragon Domain Lord slowly let out a breath, his voice hoarse.

"Behind that rift... are two auras. I have only seen them in the ancient books of the Dragon God Domain in my entire life."

He turned his head,

Looking at the hundreds of Dragon Clan Elders in the hall who were already huddled together in fear, he enunciated clearly:

"God Emperor."

"Boom—"

The great hall erupted in chaos.

"God Emperor? How is that possible!"

"How could the God Emperors of the Immortal God Realm and the Demon God Realm come to our Dragon Domain? We have no grievances against them!"

"Could it be... could it be aimed at The Chosen Son?"

The Elder Green Dragon stood up abruptly, all color draining from his face, "They don't want The Chosen Son to return! They want to destroy the hope of our Dragon Clan before the Dragon Ancestor awakens!"

Panic spread through the hall.

The Dragon Domain Lord took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, and stepped out of the hall.

No matter what, he was the Lord of the Dragon Domain.

Even if God Emperors had come, he could not shrink in the hall like a turtle.

"Elders, follow me to meet the enemy!"

"Today, the Luck of our Dragon Clan will be decided in this battle!"

Hundreds of streams of light followed closely behind, rushing towards the rift in the sky.

...

In front of the rift in the sky.

Gu Heng stood with one hand behind his back, casually holding the heaven-reaching tower, his clothes fluttering gently.

Half a step behind him, Jiang Wanyin and Di Shitian stood on the left and right.

Further back, seventeen Immortal Emperors and Devil Emperors were lined up in a fan shape, the formation as neat as a military parade.

The Quasi-Immortal Emperor cultivation God Envoys consciously huddled in the corner of the last row, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Gu Heng lowered his head slightly, looking at the vast continent below shrouded in the Qi of the Ancestral Dragon, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Is this the Dragon Domain? The Spiritual Qi is quite abundant, but the smell is a bit strong."

Jiang Wanyin explained softly, "The Dragon Domain is covered year-round by the Qi exhaled by the Dragon Clan, and outsiders will feel uncomfortable when they first arrive. However, with Master's cultivation, it should be fine."

"It's fine."

Gu Heng waved his hand, turned his head to look at the hundreds of golden streams of light rapidly approaching below, and a playful smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Here to welcome us?"

Di Shitian stood on the other side, his blood-colored demon pupils staring at those Dragon Clan members below, a trace of disdain flashing through them.

"A group of ants, just kill them with a flick of a finger."

He raised his right hand, and dark red destructive Laws began to condense at his fingertips.

"Did Master tell you to make a move?" Jiang Wanyin frowned slightly and said coldly.

Di Shitian was stunned upon hearing this, and looked at Gu Heng, who was watching him calmly. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he put away the Divine Power at his fingertips.

He glanced at Jiang Wanyin expressionlessly, and said respectfully to Gu Heng,

"Master... it was my rashness."

At this moment,

The Dragon Domain Lord had already led hundreds of Elders to rush into the sky, ready for a bloody battle to the end.

He had even thought of his last words; the Dragon Clan could die in battle, but they could never live on their knees.

However,

When he saw the lineup in front of the rift, his whole body froze in mid-air as if cast with a petrification spell.

A young man in white stood with his hands behind his back, calm and composed.

Behind him, two figures stood on his left and right.

The one on the left stepped on the void with bare feet, red ropes wrapped around her ankles, her black hair like a waterfall. Her eyes, cold to the extreme, were looking down at them from above.

The one on the right, with blood-colored eyes and demon armor, a six-winged phantom looming behind him. Just by standing there, the Qi of the Ancestral Dragon within a million miles began to wail.

Further back...

"???"

The Dragon Domain Lord scanned them with his Early Stage Immortal Emperor Divine Sense.

One, two, three, four... seventeen.

Seventeen Immortal Emperors and Devil Emperors.

This lineup, let alone flattening the Dragon Domain, even if they kicked open the door of the Dragon God Domain and went to arm-wrestle the Dragon Ancestor himself, it would probably be enough.

"Gulp."

The Dragon Domain Lord swallowed hard.

He turned his head and glanced at the hundreds of Dragon Clan Elders behind him, who were already pale.

The Red Dragon Elder, who had just been shouting "The Luck of the Dragon Clan will be decided in this battle", was now trembling so hard his lips looked like they were sending a telegram.

The Dragon Domain Lord took a deep breath.

The Dragon Clan could die in battle, but they could never live on their knees... right?

He remembered the three nests of dragon eggs in his home, remembered the fierce face of the Dragon Empress, and remembered his regret of not yet breaking through to the Mid-stage Immortal Emperor.

"Ahem..."

The Dragon Domain Lord quickly cleared his throat.

In the shocked gazes of hundreds of Dragon Clan Elders, this powerhouse at the Immortal Emperor Realm who had ruled the Dragon Domain for hundreds of thousands of years slowly bent his waist, cupped his hands, and put on what he considered to be his most humble smile.

"I did not know... I did not know that you Seniors from the Upper Realm were visiting. The Dragon Domain has failed to welcome you properly; it is truly a sin, a sin!"

"May I ask if you Seniors are just Passing By? Or are you here in our Dragon Domain for... a secret visit?"

"..."

The whole place was deathly silent.

The Red Dragon Elder's jaw almost dislocated, and the Elder Green Dragon's eyes almost popped out.

They were just thinking about the Luck of the Dragon Clan being decided in this battle, and the result was that the Dragon Domain Lord started with "failed to welcome you properly"?

However...

When they saw the lineup on the other side, and then looked at the Dragon Domain Lord's bent waist.

Then,

The waists of hundreds of Dragon Clan Elders also bent down, their faces wearing the exact same smile.

"Yes! Yes! Failed to welcome you properly! Failed to welcome you properly!"

"Seniors, please come in! Please come in!"

Gu Heng looked at this group of Dragon Clan high-level officials who had switched from swearing to fight to the death to enthusiastic greeters in a split second, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He turned his head and looked at Di Shitian.

Di Shitian was expressionless.

He looked at Jiang Wanyin again.

Jiang Wanyin was expressionless.

Gu Heng sighed.

"Alright, all of you get up."

The Dragon Domain Lord felt as if he had been granted an amnesty and straightened his back. Then he looked at Gu Heng cautiously and asked tentatively,

"Then... what is the purpose of your visit, Senior?"

Gu Heng stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze passing over the Dragon Domain Lord and looking at the continent shrouded in the Qi of the Ancestral Dragon deep in the Dragon Domain.

"Nothing. Just... wandering around."

Wander... wandering around?

The Dragon Domain Lord's mouth opened wide, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

Bringing two God Emperors and seventeen Immortal Emperors to the Dragon Domain to "wander around"?

The scale of your "wandering" is bigger than when our Dragon Ancestor goes on an inspection tour.

But he didn't dare to say it.

He could only continue to heap smiles on his face and said repeatedly, "Welcome! Welcome! It is the good fortune of our Dragon Domain that you Seniors can come to the Dragon Domain to wander around!"

"Someone! Quickly arrange accommodation for the Seniors! It must be the best! It must be the largest!"

"Clear out the Longyuan Hall! Yes, that palace suspended in the place where the Qi of the Ancestral Dragon is densest!"

An Elder next to him reminded in a low voice, "Domain Lord, that Longyuan Hall was prepared for The Chosen Son..."

"..."

"The Chosen Son, what Chosen Son!"

The Dragon Domain Lord stared, "We don't even know where The Chosen Son is yet! Entertain this master in front of us first! Do you want the Dragon Domain to be razed to the ground today?"

The Elder shrank his neck and didn't dare to make a sound again.

Gu Heng saw this scene in his eyes and found it funny.

This group of Dragon Clan members was much more sensible than those people in the Immortal Realm and Demon Realm. He nodded casually, considering it as accepting this kindness.

Just as the Dragon Domain Lord was about to lead the way himself and welcome Gu Heng and his party into the Longyuan Hall,

An unexpected change occurred.

"Hum—"

A golden light lit up from the depths of the Dragon Domain continent.

In the direction of the Reception Pool of the Dragon Domain.

That golden light was just a wisp of thread at first, but in an instant, it turned into a golden beam of light piercing through the sky and earth, rushing straight into the heavens.

Around the beam of light, the Qi of the Ancestral Dragon surged and boiled, and the sound of dragon roars faintly came from the void.

The Dragon Domain Lord's footsteps paused, and he turned his head abruptly, staring at that golden light.

His pupils contracted suddenly.

"That is... the Reception Pool?"

"Someone is undergoing Ascension?"

"No..."

The Red Dragon Elder's face changed drastically.

He pointed a finger at that golden beam of light, his voice almost roaring:

"Domain Lord! Look at the patterns of that golden light! That is... that is the sign from the prophecy of the Ancestor!"

"The sky cracks... the golden light arrives... the token appears..."

He turned his head abruptly, looking at the rift in the sky that Gu Heng had just torn open, and then looked at the golden light rushing to the sky in the direction of the Reception Pool.

"The rift... the golden light... everything matches!"

"The Chosen Son! It is The Chosen Son who has returned!"

As soon as these words came out,

Hundreds of Dragon Clan Elders looked at the direction of the Reception Pool in unison.

The expressions on their faces went from fear, to shock, and then to ecstasy, faster than a Sichuan opera face-changing performance.

"The Chosen Son has returned!"

"The prophecy has been fulfilled!"

"My Dragon Clan will flourish!"

Some Elders even burst into tears on the spot and knelt in the void, kowtowing in the direction of the Reception Pool.

The Dragon Domain Lord was also stunned.

He looked at Gu Heng, and then at the increasingly bright golden light in the direction of the Reception Pool, his mind in a complete mess.

On one side was an uninvited guest who brought two God Emperors to "wander around".

On the other side was The Chosen Son who, according to the Ancestor's prophecy, would lead the Dragon Clan back to glory.

Two major events that could shake the Dragon Domain were happening at the same time?

"Domain Lord! Hurry to the Reception Pool!"

The Elder Green Dragon stamped his feet anxiously, "The Chosen Son has returned; if we don't welcome him properly, that would be a great disrespect to the Ancestor!"

The Dragon Domain Lord gritted his teeth, turned and bowed deeply to Gu Heng,

"Senior! I am truly sorry! My Dragon Clan has suddenly had a major event, please allow this Junior to go and deal with it first!"

"Senior, please rest in the Longyuan Hall. After this Junior has finished dealing with the matter of The Chosen Son, I will come to apologize to you immediately!"

After speaking, he led hundreds of Elders and turned into streams of light, rushing towards the Reception Pool.

Gu Heng watched the backs of the Dragon Clan members as they left, and looked at the golden light in the direction of the Reception Pool.

He probed with his Divine Sense.

The next moment.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

"No way..."

"What's wrong?"

"The one ascending in that golden light... isn't that the old man from the Lower Realm just now?"

Jiang Wanyin: "...?"

Di Shitian: "...?"

Seventeen Immortal Emperors: "...?"