Shen Qing watched as those who were originally her fellow clan members showed no sign of guilt on their faces. Instead, they were beaming with pride as they bowed to Han Ze, pledging their allegiance.
At this moment, besides the searing anger, she also felt a deep sense of sorrow.
The disaster originated from within the clan. Even though Bai Li had the power of prophecy, she couldn't escape the fate of being brutally murdered by her own kin.
The culprits in front of her burst into laughter. They reveled on the bones of their fellow clan members, taking pride in their roles as executioners.
Shen Qing knew that it was futile to say anything more to them at this moment. These people would only feel fear on the brink of death.
What she wanted wasn't their guilt but to make them experience the same despair and unwillingness as the massacred clan members before their deaths.
Shen Qing raised her hand, pointing her sword in all directions, and transmitted her voice with spiritual power, "Monks, spiritual beasts, and demons of the Nine Desolate Continent! The Main God's Temple, driven by ambition, has massacred our kin, causing us to suffer from the hardships of war and separation. They are our common enemy! At this critical moment of life and death, if we don't unite, the fate of the Dragon Clan will be ours!"
As soon as her voice fell, the clouds in the sky trembled violently. This tremor, along with Shen Qing's impassioned voice, reached the secret realm, sending shivers down the spines of those hiding inside.
These days, they had been scurrying around like headless chickens due to the continuous disasters. Before they could catch their breath, their relatives, friends, mentors, and fellow disciples had died right before their eyes.
There had always been a burning anger in their hearts. They yearned to avenge the innocent and themselves.
The hatred and anger in the monks' hearts transformed into a surging fighting spirit. They tightly grasped their magical artifacts, their eyes fixed firmly on the exit of the secret realm.
They were just waiting for the order to charge into battle.
Han Ze squinted his eyes and sneered, "Big talk!
"Look behind you. Besides that merman, who else is there?
"Those so - called upright monks from the famous sects are nothing but cowards. At the brink of death, they'd rather push others to their deaths. Sister, you've always been fighting alone."
"I'll prove that Mother's prophecy was wrong!"
Shen Qing remained calm. She curled her lips into a smile and said, "Who says I'm fighting alone?"
"Where are the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect?!"
Shen Qing raised her sword, her voice filled with passion.
"Hong Chaoyang, a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect, is ready to fight!"
"Qi Nian, a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect, is ready to fight!"
"Disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect..."
Hong Chaoyang and Qi Nian flew out of the secret realm, followed by a large number of disciples from the Qingyun Sword Sect.
They were all wearing the uniforms of the Qingyun Sword Sect. Although their clothes were in disarray and their faces were haggard, their expressions were determined, and their eyes were filled with boundless fighting spirit. They tightly grasped their swords and shouted in unison:
"The disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect are here! We will eliminate the evildoers and destroy the evil spirits!"
This unified and resounding voice inspired the disciples of other sects.
They rushed out of the secret realm one after another and stood behind Shen Qing.
"Qing Qing, a disciple of the Qingmu Sect, is ready to fight!"
"Chu Lanqiu, a disciple of the Beast - Taming Sect, is ready to fight!"
"Xue Ling, a disciple of the Faying Temple, is ready to fight!"
"Xiao Jinglan, a disciple of the Five - Element Dao Sect, is ready to fight!"
The elders and masters of each sect also stood behind their disciples.
The cold wind howled, fluttering the monks' robes. But at this moment, they had only one belief in their hearts: to uphold justice and bring peace to the world.
One familiar face after another appeared behind Shen Qing. Now, she was no longer alone except for Li Xian.
The mockery and calmness in Han Ze's eyes had disappeared. He had thought that after all these events, these monks would have been scared out of their wits and would never dare to resist again.
But why?
With just a few words from Shen Qing, they were willing to risk their lives and emerge from their hiding places to oppose him.
He had spent tens of thousands of years subjugating the Main God's Temple and the Demon Clan, making them his tools. But what had Shen Qing done? How could she have such a powerful influence!
The more Han Ze thought about it, the more he couldn't suppress the urge to kill Shen Qing.
He raised his head, and with raging anger, he slowly transformed into a giant dragon. A blue dragon appeared before everyone, exuding an extremely powerful deterrence and pressure.
"Dragon..."
"There's actually a member of the Dragon Clan in this world!"
"I thought the two dragons in the sky were just illusions. It seems they're real!"
After Han Ze transformed into a dragon, he let out a thunderous roar at the monks below, who were as tiny as ants.
"You ignorant ants, stubborn to the end. Then go to the reincarnation earlier!"
After saying that, Han Ze gave the order, and his army rushed out like a swarm of bees. In an instant, they were entangled with the monks.
In the sky, the illusory form of the Golden Dragon fought with the Azure Dragon, and the deafening dragon roars resounded through the sky as it also joined the battle.
Shen Qing and Li Xian glanced at each other, nodded in tacit understanding, and then separated, going in different directions. Shen Qing's target was Han Ze, while Li Xian's task was to ensure that the Golden Dragon could reach the divine platform and regain its cultivation.
Shen Qing flew into the air with the Wuwang Sword in hand and launched a swift attack on Han Ze. Icicles rained down, and the sky was filled with ice and snow.
At first, Han Ze didn't take it seriously. But the originally rigid scales on his body were cut by Shen Qing's ice. The icicles penetrated his flesh, causing him pain.
Now, he could no longer underestimate Shen Qing.
Why had Shen Qing improved so much in just over a year? Could the inheritance of the Dragon Clan be that useful?
Han Ze roared, "Shen Qing, why don't you transform into a dragon and fight me!
"We're from the Dragon Clan. We should decide the winner in our dragon forms."
Shen Qing's figure was like a ghost, seemingly able to teleport as she searched for Han Ze's weaknesses from different angles.
Her voice sounded faintly, "Even without transforming into a dragon, I can defeat you."
"Arrogant!"
Han Ze was enraged by Shen Qing's words. He let out a roar, and the temperature around him dropped rapidly. The air seemed to freeze.
"Boom! Boom!"
Han Ze's and Shen Qing's magic collided in the high - altitude. Broken ice and cold snow fell from the sky, like a glacier descending. The monks on the ground shivered from the cold.
With the inheritance of the Dragon Clan, Shen Qing immediately spotted the weakness in Han Ze's magic. She launched a fierce attack towards this weakness, forcing Han Ze to retreat continuously.
"What? You didn't want to accept the complete inheritance back then. Did you ever think that your incomplete magic would hold you back now?"
Han Ze didn't expect Shen Qing to be so hard to deal with. It seemed he had underestimated her.
But he wasn't so easy to defeat!
"Do you think I'll be easily defeated by you? It's not that simple!"
After saying that, the Azure Dragon roared out of the vortex in the clouds and flew to Han Ze's side. Large masses of demonic energy gushed out of the Azure Dragon's body and instantly merged into Han Ze's body.
Shen Qing was shocked, "Are you crazy? You're actually going to turn into a demon as a member of the Dragon Clan!"
"Hahaha! What does it matter if I'm a demon or a god? As long as I can become the master of the lower realm, who would dare to defy me!"
Han Ze's face was twisted with madness. His pupils turned from clear to scarlet, and his beautiful blue scales gradually turned into a murky dark gray.