"Dragon Palace Turtle Prime Minister, you are not welcome here, right?" Dragon Palace was emphasized.
Two ox Daemon Monarchs appeared in front of Prime Minister Turtle, blocking Prime Minister Turtle's advance.
"Demon Kings, you can't say it like that. After the Ancient Era was destroyed, every demon race had to protect their own race. My Dragon Race was the same, but our Dragon Race's almighty was capable and led us to open up a new world for us to live in. Now that the era has reversed, our Dragon Race has naturally returned. "
Prime Minister Turtle touched his moustache and said with a wronged expression.
However, its words enraged the two ox demon monarchs.
"Your Dragon Race obtained a secret treasure to open up a new world in the Ancient Era. In order not to share it with us, you wanted to sever ties with our Demon Race. Why do you sound so different?"
"Big Brother, I think this old turtle is purely courting death. Let's just kill him and eat him."
"Alright, let's do that."
The Dragon Race might have sent Prime Minister Turtle, but his combat power was not high. His bloodline power was considered ordinary in the Turtle Race, but because of his race, he had a long lifespan. In addition, Prime Minister Turtle knew how to survive, so he became the oldest turtle in the Dragon Palace Turtle Race.
None of the Demon Kings came out to stop them, they seemed to tacitly approve of the two Ox Demon Kings' actions.
"You … hit me, then things will be different!" Prime Minister Turtle immediately said.
However, his words could not stop his fate of being hit. The two Demon Kings' fists heavily swung towards Prime Minister Turtle's head.
Prime Minister Turtle's head shrunk and turned into a turtle shell. The Demon Kings' fists hit the turtle shell, creating faint ripples, but the turtle shell did not move at all.
"Again!"
This time, the two Demon Monarchs were serious. They directly turned into their true form, a Cauldron Mountain Giant Bull that was even larger than a mountain.
Prime Minister Turtle panicked seeing this situation. His turtle shell might be able to block one attack, but it would definitely not be able to block continuous attacks.
"Is that so?"
The Cauldron Mountain Giant Bull charged towards the turtle shell and condensed a terrifying aura on its horns.
Bang!
Prime Minister Turtle's foundation was injured by the Cauldron Mountain Giant Dragon's attack. His head and four limbs instantly came out of the turtle shell, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Puchi!"
The Cauldron Mountain Giant Dragon wanted to continue attacking, but a voice came from the secret place of the Demon Clan.
"Niu Da, Niu Er, that's enough!"
"Yes, Ancestor." The Cauldron Mountain Giant Bull transformed back into its original form.
"Thank you … for saving me."
Actually, Prime Minister Turtle knew what was going on. The demons wanted to give him a head-on blow. However, this was one of the tasks assigned to him by the Dragon King. He clearly knew that the other party had hit him on purpose, but he still had to thank him now. It was a very insulting way of doing things, but the Turtle Prime Minister had already seen through it. Otherwise, the Dragon King would not have sent him here.
Several demonic winds appeared around Prime Minister Turtle's body and swept him into the Demon Race's secret land.
Many of the big shots of the Demon Clan had more or less understood what was going on. They all cast sympathetic looks in the direction of the Demon Fox Clan.
The opportunity that he had obtained with great difficulty had now become uncertain.
The Demon Fox Clan had become very passive now. Seeing that Prime Minister Turtle was still being called away by the Ancestor in the Demon Race's secret land, it meant that the Ancestor had not completely given up on the Dragon Clan.
"Big Sister, what should we do?"
"We can only wait now!"
"Sigh, I really don't want this hard-won opportunity to be snatched away from me!"
In the Demon Race's secret land, Prime Minister Turtle knelt on the ground, trembling.
"You are one of the few Dragon Clan members who have survived since ancient times. We expected that the current Dragon King would send you here."
"But back then, the Dragon Clan led their subsidiary clans away from the Demon Race. This is the truth. You know that, right?"
Prime Minister Turtle's head hung even lower when he heard this question from one of the Yao Race's elders.
"The Dragon King asked me to apologize on behalf of the ancient Dragon Clan. Now I hope to return to the Demon Race," Prime Minister Turtle said weakly.
"Since it's an apology, then at least show some sincerity. What's the meaning of sending you here? "
"In fact, the Dragon King is worried that the patriarchs won't forgive us, so he sent me here to sound them out."
Prime Minister Turtle could hear the friendship in the old demon's voice. They were willing to accept the Dragon Clan's return, but they lacked a reason to do so.
"If the Dragon Clan is truly willing to return, then let your Dragon King do so. One more thing, your Dragon King must bring the Triyuan Grass with him."
"... Yes, yes, I understand."
Prime Minister Turtle immediately reacted and nodded in agreement.
The Triyuan Grass was a spirit herb only found in the Dragon Clan. Its main function was to dissolve any strange elements in the body. It was the most suitable for helping possessed creatures.
The reason the Monster Patriarchs had agreed so easily was because of the Triyuan Grass. The Toad Patriarch had forcibly fused half of its body with the Triyuan Grass, but the other half was unwilling to become a part of it.
The Toad Patriarch began to fight over the other half of its body. The Toad Patriarch was unable to destroy the other half of its body and had already fallen into a coma.
It desperately needed the Triyuan Grass to help it.
Prime Minister Turtle left the secret land and hurried to the Crystal Palace in the Longjiang River as fast as he could.
This was good news that could not be better.
Once inside, Prime Minister Turtle told the Dragon King what the Monster Patriarchs had said. The Dragon King was overjoyed.
"You really only want the Triyuan Grass?"
"Yes, the Dragon Patriarch said it himself. This is our chance. Although the bloodline of our Dragon Clan is strong, how can the position of the Dragon Clan compare to the position of the Demon Clan King? Hahahaha! "
The Dragon King's laughter echoed through the Crystal Palace.
But the Monster Patriarchs began to discuss the matter.
"The Dragon Clan's goal is clear. Since we want the Triyuan Grass, they'll definitely ask for the Monster King's favor. This is going to be difficult."
"It wasn't easy for the Demon Fox Clan to give birth to a seven-tailed clan. It doesn't seem good for us to deprive them of their clan's power, and it won't convince the masses."
"In that case, let's have each side send out a powerhouse and let them decide."
"That's not appropriate, is it?"
"Forget it, let's do as the old bull says! We can't think of anything else. "
… …
The Dragon King immediately led his subordinates to the Monster Patriarchs' secret land.
The Monster Patriarch led the Dragon King into the secret land alone, and the Dragon King handed over twenty Triyuan Grass and one Dragonization Grass.
"Patriarch, Xiaolong brought these for you."
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