Primordial: Yunmeng Snake

The war became more and more intense. Under Qi's deliberate guidance and intervention, it had evolved from the initial fight between wolves and crocodiles to a full-scale fight between scales and beasts.

Both sides were furious in the fight, and the whole situation had a tendency to spread and escalate.

The scales and armor living on land began to be besieged. Except for a few who escaped, the rest were killed, including snakes, armadillos and other large tribes.

In just a hundred years, the degree of chaos in Feiyundu became beyond everyone's imagination, and the scales and armor beasts were clearly divided.

Beasts died when they entered the water, and scales and armor died when they came ashore.

The shallows were the most serious place for the two to fight, and the war continued there.

The Dragon King of Qujiang was very troubled at the moment. The war had gradually spread from Feiyundu to the entire Qujiang River Basin, and the war-torn environment made all living beings uneasy.

Although the chaotic situation strengthened the sense of belonging of each tribe and made their luck more solid, the rapidly decreasing number of creatures reminded him that the future was worrying.

The most important thing is that the Scaled Armored Clan in Qujiang are waiting for him to show his attitude, a tough attitude.

This makes him very distressed. If he fights, he will be punished by his clan. If he doesn't fight, his life as the Dragon King of Qujiang will end.

While pacing back and forth, his expression gradually changed from panic to fierce, and he said angrily:

"Well, since you don't let me have an easy life, why don't we all die together!"

"Pass my order and summon the clan leaders of the Scaled Armored Clan in Qujiang to discuss the big plan."

The face of Prime Minister Turtle who came after hearing the news suddenly changed, and he hesitated a little, but seeing the Dragon King of Qujiang like this, he didn't dare to say anything more, but just retreated obediently.

Feiyundu.

Qi noticed the change in his luck, and his eyes, which were originally closed, slightly raised, and then slowly fell.

I thought:

"It's almost time. I think a Daluo Jinxian will be enough to affect their attention."

"Since the dragon clan has changed so much, let's see how the Qilin clan will respond."

As the leaders of the scaled armor clans of Qujiang entered the scene, the atmosphere in the water palace became more and more solemn. They knew that today would determine whether it was war or peace.

Amidst the shouts, the Dragon King of Qujiang appeared and walked straight to the main seat in the hall. After he took his seat, the solemnity in the hall reached its peak.

"We pay our respects to the Dragon King!"

Everyone stood up and sang loudly.

The Dragon King of Qujiang didn't care about their performance. He could afford a mere salute.

He just said:

"Please sit down, there is no need to do this. This time, we have called everyone together to discuss only one thing, war or peace, it is up to everyone to decide."

"From now on, war and peace will be decided by everyone, the minority will obey the majority, this is only once, if anyone argues again afterwards, he will be beheaded!"

"I hope everyone will not be ambiguous, and you must be responsible for your thoughts and actions."

"Each of you must keep silent and think, and after a moment, everyone will express their opinions."

The words of the Dragon King of Qujiang were straightforward, leaving no room for maneuver, and too direct, which made everyone a little difficult to adapt.

But they didn't have much time to think about the Dragon King's attitude now. In just a quarter of an hour, they decided the fate of their tribe and calculated the gains and losses. This was too tight.

The Dragon King of Qujiang closed his eyes and thought in the hall, ignoring the whispers of the people in the field.

A moment passed in a flash, and before everyone had finished the discussion, they saw that the Dragon King of Qujiang had opened his eyes, and the majesty in his eyes made them shudder.

After looking around at everyone and seeing clearly how each of them performed, the Dragon King of Qujiang spoke:

"The moment has come. Those who want to fight, take a step forward."

Everyone in the field hesitated slightly. The joy in the eyes of the Dragon King of Qujiang just appeared, and it immediately disappeared because of the standing of several tribes.

Following their lead, most of the tribal representatives also stood up one after another.

The Dragon King of Qujiang watched this scene silently. When he saw that the number of people exceeded half, he interrupted this statement and said:

"With more than half of the people, there is no point in following up. You all return to reorganize your troops. In the territory of Qujiang, all those who cross the river to drink water and the beast tribe will be killed!"

"Anyone who disobeys this order and rashly stirs up the army will be killed!"

"I am tired, and everyone can go."

After the two orders were issued, the Dragon King of Qujiang left the hall first and returned to the bedroom alone, regardless of what everyone thought.

Leaning on the recliner with a slight headache, the Dragon King of Qujiang realized the trouble with his luck and sighed: "I never thought that I, a great Golden Immortal, would be dragged by this group of people who are not even Taiyi and rush to a dead end." "Practice, what is this practice? I thought I was gifted and outstanding, but it's a pity that I am just an ordinary person after all!" "Lord Dragon..." The Prime Minister Turtle on the side hesitated to speak, with a worried look on his face. The Dragon King of Qujiang paused slightly, interrupting the subsequent words of Prime Minister Turtle, and said:

"It's okay, just sigh a few times. Tomorrow you will return to the East China Sea and report my actions to the old Prime Minister to avoid implicating you."

Prime Minister Turtle, who was standing aside, immediately knelt down and cried bitterly, saying:

"Dragon Lord, why is it so? You and I can refuse them!"

The Dragon King of Qujiang just smiled and said:

"I have received the luck of all living beings and the offerings of Qujiang. It is not so easy to get over it. You go back. It's not a life-and-death separation."

"I think at most I will just receive some punishment from the tribe, which is not fatal. I have enjoyed the luck of Qujiang for so many years, and I can't avoid it."

"As for the Qilin tribe, they can't take my life!"

At this point, the Dragon King of Qujiang sneered, showing his disdain, and began to drive people away again, saying:

"You go out, pack your luggage, and let me be quiet for a while."

"Dragon Lord!"

Prime Minister Turtle burst into tears.

"Go."

Prime Minister Turtle turned and left, his figure disappeared in the hall.

The Dragon King of Qujiang only gave them a quarter of an hour to consider, and asked the party that planned to go to war first, all to make them hesitate and not want the war to break out.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the current conflict between the two sides, whether it was due to hatred or interests, this dispute was inevitable.

In the bedroom, the Dragon King of Qujiang closed his eyes and rested quietly on the recliner until the sun shone on the earth again, and Prime Minister Turtle left with his bag on his back.

Slowly opening his eyes, the Dragon King of Qujiang said:

"What can't be escaped is not escaped, but I may not have no chance of winning!"

At this moment, the Dragon King of Qujiang had no hesitation or anger before, only a pure desire to win.

He knew that only if he won, he would have a chance to survive, not lose his power and position, and still be a lofty dragon king in the prehistoric world.

Not only did he have to win, but he had to win beautifully, otherwise, in addition to the punishment from the dragon clan, he would also face the backlash of his luck.