Immortal Travel of Longevity

In the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

The river surged. A hurricane seemed to spawn beneath the surface, shaking the entire Dragon Palace.

"!!"

The Turtle Prime Minister jumped, dropping whatever he was holding. "What's going on? Did an earth dragon turn over?"

Instantly, all the guards in the Dragon Palace mobilized.

A water demon soon rushed over to report.

"Report!!"

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister!"

The Turtle Prime Minister's vision went black. "Ah!"

He stumbled, steadied himself, and hurried outside.

"Boom, crash!"

Before he could even exit the Dragon Palace, a series of thunderous claps echoed out.

But this was not thunder from the sky; it was thunder from within the river.

It sounded like the clash of blades, or perhaps the bombardment of Arts and Techniques. The successive blasts terrified the Dragon Palace guards; none dared to step forward.

The Turtle Prime Minister also stopped in his tracks at the Dragon Gate.

He looked up and saw brilliant flashes of light in the waters overhead, though he could not make out any figures. The churning currents whipped up by their battle disrupted countless living creatures along the riverbed.

The Dragon Palace swayed under the impact of the currents.

Some unlucky souls were struck by the surging waters and sent flying dozens of zhang away, screaming endlessly.

Miss Yun walked out holding Lihua, with Yu Hongjin closely behind.

Seeing Yunxiang, the Turtle Prime Minister felt as though he had found a savior. "Miss Yun, Miss Yun, what exactly... is going on?"

Yunxiang looked up, then briefly explained what had just happened at the banquet.

The Turtle Prime Minister paused, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, though his worry was swept away.

But as he watched the Dragon Palace continue to shake, a helpless look crept onto his face.

"Dragon Lord, oh Dragon Lord, couldn't you have picked a different place to fight?"

"If you keep fighting, the Dragon Palace is going to collapse!"

Amidst the river waters, Chen Changsheng wielded the Listening Rain Sword and slashed out several streaks of sword light. A burst of Cold Mountain Snow froze the water into ice, sweeping forward laced with Sword Intent.

The Old Dragon King exhaled a blast of dragon breath, accompanied by endless, resounding roars.

The two seemed evenly matched.

But in truth, the Old Dragon King was holding back.

Ying Zheng frowned at Chen Changsheng. "Why aren't you using Divine Abilities?"

Chen Changsheng paused and said, "This Chen's Magical Power is quite valuable."

Ying Zheng paused, then said, "Alright! You look down on this old man, do you?!"

He opened his mouth. Unexpectedly, sabers, spears, swords, halberds, armaments, and spiritual treasures flew out from within, sweeping forward with the water currents and laced with Dragon's Might.

These weapons and spiritual treasures rang with the sound of clashing metal, disrupting the water's momentum.

Finding this Divine Ability amusing, Chen Changsheng raised his sword and manifested his Sword Intent. With a wave of his hand, he conjured several runes.

The Old Dragon King looked at the runes and found them strange.

They were characters he had never seen before.

Yet those brief characters combined and suddenly stirred up a massive momentum.

The armaments and spiritual treasures were held back by the runes, unable to advance a single inch.

Chen Changsheng sheathed his sword as the runes faded. "Old Loach, you have tremendous bad breath!"

"Who are you saying has bad breath?!"

The Old Dragon King cursed angrily, "You old, indecent thing! You've worn the same robes for hundreds of years without changing, and you have the nerve to say this Lord has bad breath?!"

Chen Changsheng said, "You really talk big, Old Loach!"

"Grah!"

The Old Dragon King fumed. He raised his hand, and a sword suddenly shot out from the Dragon Palace into his grasp. The blade was covered in dragon patterns and crackled with Dragon's Might.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng raised his hand and issued an edict, chanting, "The heavens and earth illuminate my heart; this edict suppresses the river demon! The edict dictates: Let the currents smooth, the river waters halt, and the Dragon's Might be quelled!"

"Who are you calling a river demon?!"

The Old Dragon King cursed furiously. With an upward swing of his sword, he shattered the sealed currents and Dragon's Might.

A shattering sound rang in their ears.

The sword light slashed forward, carrying an unstoppable, devastating momentum.

Chen Changsheng paused slightly, thinking that the Dragon Lord truly lived up to his title. This Art of Imperial Decree had sealed the Second Prince's water currents and Dragon's Might back then, but it didn't work nearly as well on the Old Dragon King.

Losing the upper hand, Chen Changsheng was pressured by the sword light.

He retreated dozens of zhang.

Raising his hand, his Sword Intent stirred the river waters but failed to pacify the incoming blade. He turned slightly to the side, and the sword light sheared off a corner of his robes.

Chen Changsheng paused and glanced down in resignation.

The Old Dragon King stepped forward with his sword. He paused and demanded, "Where are your Divine Abilities and Arts and Techniques? Why aren't you using them!"

Chen Changsheng paused, looking at the Old Dragon King without answering.

The Old Dragon King stared intently at Chen Changsheng and suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

He carefully examined Chen Changsheng, his dragon eyes seemingly trying to see through everything.

The Old Dragon King froze and asked, "Where is your Magical Power?"

Chen Changsheng spread his hands helplessly.

The surroundings grew perfectly quiet. The Dragon's Might faded, and the surging waters diminished in tandem.

The Old Dragon King frowned and asked, "What happened?"

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Above the Tongtian River.

Great waves and frothing spray suddenly whipped up on the river's surface.

On the banks, a crowd of people stared at the suddenly swelling waters with bewildered expressions.

"Why are there waves without any wind?"

"How strange, truly strange!"

Looking at the sky, there were no signs of rain either.

Yet the river waters had suddenly turned fierce and turbulent.

"Wh-what is that..."

Someone pointed into the river.

The turbulent waters and frothing spray gathered together, taking the shape of a coiling True Dragon.

This was the water momentum of a True Dragon.

The river answered to the Dragon Lord. As Dragon's Might flared, the river quaked; the spray moved like a dragon, and the waves took the form of a dragon.

"The Dragon King is manifesting! The Dragon King has revealed himself!"

Someone cried out in alarm. Soon after, people dropped to their knees and bowed low in reverence to the Dragon King.

"We pay our respects to the Lord Dragon King!"

"The Dragon King manifests! Please bless me..."

Meanwhile, standing on the riverbank, a young woman stared at the churning waters, her gaze pausing slightly.

"Miss, you must not show disrespect to the Dragon King."

But when the young woman turned her head, she startled the person who had spoken.

Her gaze was as sharp as a saber or sword, instantly terrifying the man so much that he shrank back and didn't dare utter another word.

The farce in the river concluded shortly after.

The Old Dragon King felt rather displeased. He had thought he could fight Chen Changsheng to a standstill, but in the end, it wrapped up anticlimactically.

It wasn't satisfying in the slightest.

He asked Chen Changsheng where all his Magical Power had gone.

Chen Changsheng merely said there had been a mishap that scattered his Magical Power.

The Old Dragon King felt a sense of admiration in his heart. Despite having lost all his Magical Power, Chen Changsheng had still managed to exchange a few blows with him using only his edicts and sword techniques. It showed how truly extraordinary he was.

But the Old Dragon King was just as unforgiving with his words, scoffing, "This Lord knew it. You only have this little bit of skill left."

Chen Changsheng remarked, "Old Loach."

The Old Dragon King shot him a cold glare and retorted, "Old, indecent thing."

"How is this Chen indecent?"

The Old Dragon King snorted lightly and said, "Flirting with young ladies, and you still refuse to admit it."

Chen Changsheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He scolded, "You Old Loach, you truly don't show any mercy with your words."

The Old Dragon King looked at him, curled his lip, and asked, "Now that you've lost all your Magical Power, what will you do?"

Chen Changsheng let out a sigh and said, "What else can I do? I'll just take it one step at a time."

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