Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

The visual image returned to Sima Qing's visual nerves.

On the screen, the crimson swarm of insects covering the sky, as if the sky had collapsed, turned into an endless crimson rain, which poured into the crimson plain!

On this vast land of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, everything tangible, upon contact with the blood-red rain of insects, crumbled and vanished silently, like a sandcastle encountering a tide, as if it had never existed on this land.

As far as the eye can see, the earth is fading and evaporating at an alarming rate, leaving behind a vast, desolate, and chillingly pale expanse.

Countless warriors of the Allied Forces, unable to evacuate, were like ants in a storm. Their terrified screams, desperate escapes, and futile resistance were all meaningless before the destructive rain of blood. As the swarm swept past, their figures vanished like erased ink, leaving not a speck of dust in their wake.

Sima Qing also saw Ye Ge, Gao Shenxue, Xia Xiyao and their group.

Sima Qing was an extremely cautious person.

He needs to be especially cautious when dealing with enemies like Ye Ge.

For him, only by seeing Ye Ge and the others disappear with his own eyes could he truly feel at ease opening the Azure Dragon Palace.

The surging crimson insect tide was like the most violent tsunami, completely engulfing and swallowing up Ye Ge and his group!

Night Song didn't seem to put up much resistance, letting herself disappear into the sea of ​​insects.

They probably knew that even if they resisted, it would be useless?

The swarm of insects covered everything, leaving only boiling, writhing crimson in sight.

Sima Qing suddenly opened his eyes, his beast-like pupils revealing excitement.

"Ha ha ha ha ha......"

"That guy, Ye Ge..."

"Finally dead!!!!!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yu, Lin Ye, Hei Jian, Su You, and the others nearby all turned around.

"Chairman?" Zhu Yu asked in surprise, "You mean, that Ye Ge...?"

"He died along with the Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Races on the Blood Plains." Sima Qing sneered, "Submerged by the Blood Sacrifice Insect Sea, even with his Demon God Dharma Form, he would still be reduced to ashes."

The Blood Sacrifice Insect Sea can feed on anything, even magic and divine power.

The outer shell of that demonic avatar, combined with the armor of the Azure Dragon Seven Constellations, could only last for five seconds at most before being devoured like ice and snow under the sun, leaving not even ashes!

"That Ye Ge is dead???" Upon hearing this, Hei Jian and Su You's expressions immediately turned somewhat grim.

Although they also wanted Night Song to die.

But both of them were looking forward to killing Ye Ge with their own hands to avenge themselves, and now Ye Ge was dead just like that... A strong sense of resentment and emptiness suddenly surged into their hearts.

“Yege is dead.” Sima Qing’s eyes were bright. He raised his head slightly and looked at the dragon army that was gathering from all directions in the sky: “Now, there are no more obstacles for the company to complete the final blueprint of the plan.”

"Soul Skill - Wooden Dragon Binding Sky Lock!"

Tang Chen's hair and beard bristled, and with his hands grasping, a surge of immense dragon soul power erupted, transforming into more than a dozen thick, python-like azure wooden dragons.

Ancient runes coiled around its body, the dragon roared as it pounced on the three ferocious beast spirits—Zheng, Fei, and Gu Diao—restricting their movements completely!

"Cooperate with Lord Tang Chen and attack with all your might!!" a dragon general shouted sternly.

Tens of thousands of dragon warriors responded in unison, unleashing a barrage of dragon fire, lightning bolts, and frost breaths like a meteor shower, bombarding the massive body of the three-headed undead from all directions! The explosions continued unabated, and smoke mixed with the malevolent aura of the undead filled the sky.

From the sky above, one could see an ever-growing number of dragon legions arriving from all directions.

Tang Chen changed his hand seals again, and a huge wood-attribute array appeared in the sky.

The powerful dragon soul force poured down like a waterfall from the sky, suppressing the body of the three-headed ferocious undead beast!

"Chairman, the number of reinforcements from all over the Dragon Clan is increasing," Zhiling said, looking up at the sky and turning to remind him.

Looking up at the sky, Lin Ye thought to himself that in such a short time, so many dragon warriors had come from all over the world. The Eastern Dragon Clan truly deserved to be ranked third among all races.

Sima Qing stared blankly at the sky, seemingly not taking the reinforcements seriously at all.

"Sima Qing!" Tang Chen stood in mid-air, his robes fluttering, looking down at Sima Qing with a cold and authoritative voice, "Please stop here! You won't gain anything by continuing the fight! Don't underestimate the foundation of our Eastern Dragon Clan built up over millions of years!"

"Heh...foundation?" Sima Qing's eyes revealed undisguised contempt as he casually remarked, "Millions of years ago, the gods slaughtered the ancient races. Crimson Dragons, Azure Dragons, Yinglong, Panlong, Jiaolong... all were slaughtered by the gods, and countless powerful bloodlines were wiped out. The reason your 'Eastern Dragon Clan' ancestors were able to survive to this day is not because they were powerful, but precisely because they were too weak and had low potential back then. Even the gods were too lazy to expend the effort to completely wipe you out, so what foundation are you talking to me about?"

Tang Chen's eyes suddenly turned gloomy and hard, and his dragon might surged from his body: "How dare you disrespect the ancestors of my Eastern Dragon Clan! I will not forgive you!"

Sima Qing looked at Tang Chen: "Your strength is not bad. Why don't you join my gene company and submit to me? Anyway, the Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Races have been completely wiped out, and your Dragon King is probably in grave danger."

Tang Chen: "...What did you say?"

Ao Xin, standing to the side, trembled slightly, her pretty face drained of color, and her eyes widened.

"The Allied Forces of the Myriad Races have all perished on the Blood Plains, destroyed in the Blood Sacrifice Nest Overturning Formation," Sima Qing said calmly. "Ao Sheng, the Dragon King, was basically buried with the Allied Forces of the Myriad Races as well."

"Wow——!"

Upon hearing this, countless dragon warriors in the sky erupted in uproar, their emotions of surprise, panic, and anger spreading like ripples.

"Don't listen to his nonsense!" Tang Chen suddenly raised his hand, shielding the slightly trembling Ao Xin behind him. His voice boomed like a bell, trying to stabilize the morale of the army. "His Majesty the Dragon King is a peerless being. How could he be trapped and killed by such a petty formation? This person is merely using a psychological warfare tactic to disrupt our morale!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. Before facing despair, people always need to find some hope to comfort themselves," Sima Qing said calmly. "Besides, you'll be meeting him soon anyway."

"Hmph, what arrogance!" Tang Chen said coldly, raising his hand and holding up a Dragon Fang Token.

"hold head high---!"

As if some ancient covenant had been triggered, an unprecedented, magnificent, and powerful dragon roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth, centered on the token!

Immediately afterwards——

"Roar—! Howl—!!!"

Echoing dragon roars erupted from all directions, from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, and from the void, layer upon layer!