The West Sea Old Dragon King was on the verge of death. Fortunately, Feng Hao had appeared in time, preventing the old dragon from dying.
Even so, the West Sea Old Dragon King, who had his dragon tendon removed, was no different from a disabled person. He lay on the bed in the bedroom like a dying person.
A group of West Sea demons knelt beside him. All of them were crying their hearts out, wailing for the Dragon King to live long.
"I … I … am not dead!"
The West Sea Old Dragon King said weakly. He could not spit out a mouthful of blood. These demons were too infuriating.
He was not dead yet. He was only missing a dragon tendon. Was there a need to cry like that?
When the extraterritorial demons invaded, they ran faster than dogs. Now, they were crying hypocritically. He wished he could stand up and scold these demons.
"Dragon King, please don't speak. If anything happens to you, what will happen to West Sea?"
The hunchbacked tortoise-like demon knelt on the West Sea Dragon King's bed. He seemed to think of something sad as tears welled up in his eyes.
"Prime Minister Turtle, the Dragon King is the True Dragon Son of Heaven. He will be fine. Even if he dies, isn't there still the Dragon Crown Prince? In the future, when the Dragon Crown Prince breaks the seal and has the ability to inherit the West Sea, we will bring the Dragon Crown Prince back. "
"That's right!"
In the bedroom, the demons had already begun discussing when to invite the Dragon Crown Prince back. The West Sea Old Dragon King on the bed trembled violently.
Pfft!
The Old Dragon King spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes widened as he looked at the demons furiously. He wished he could slap them to death.
"Dragon King!"
The demons trembled. They stopped discussing how to invite the Dragon Crown Prince back. All of them shut up and knelt on the ground, shouting things like 'ten thousand deaths'.
"I am not dead yet!" The West Sea Dragon King said word by word.
"The Dragon King is blessed. With the Immortal God saving you, you will definitely be fine." Prime Minister Turtle kowtowed.
The West Sea Old Dragon King looked at the pearl agate inlaid on the ceiling and said, "Do you think the Immortal God can kill those demons? What's the situation in East Sea and North Sea now? Have any ministers investigated? "
"…"
All the Greater Demons shut up. Investigating something like this … was too dangerous. They didn't dare to do it. The little demons they sent out would probably be too late by the time they reached the East and North Seas with their cultivation.
"What use do I have for you?"
The Old Dragon King of West Ocean is so angry that his body is trembling. He picks up the jade pillow from the dragon couch powerlessly and smashes it on the group of big demons who are kneeling on the ground like young boys on night watch.
Ouch!
A big demon cried out in pain. His forehead was bleeding from the jade pillow, and his body trembled, thinking that the Dragon King was going to blame him.
The other big demons also held their breaths. The Dragon King had ruled the West Sea for generations, and these big demons had no intention of rebelling at all.
The Dragon King was the True Dragon Son of Heaven. He was born to be their master.
"Report!"
At that moment, an urgent report came from outside the chamber. The sudden voice startled the many demon officials and the West Sea Dragon King in the chamber.
Now that the four seas were in turmoil, this voice came too suddenly. It was so sudden that it was enough to give people a heart attack.
"Come in and report!"
The two whiskers on Prime Minister Turtle's lips are trembling in anger. Then, the shrimp and crab soldiers outside the door scrambled in.
He knelt on the ground and cried tears of joy. "The four seas have been conquered, and the extraterritorial demons have all been wiped out!"
"What?"
"Is it true? The extraterritorial demons have all been wiped out? "
The kneeling big demons stand up agitatedly, hugging each other and crying.
The West Sea Dragon King is so agitated that his face is flushed. He can't wait to get up from the dragon couch. Unfortunately, without his dragon tendons, he can only use his limbs to express his agitation.
"The Immortal God is outside the Dragon Palace with the West Sea King's Seal …"
Buzz!
When the Old Dragon King heard that the West Sea King's Seal was outside the Dragon Palace, his body trembled even more.
"West Sea King's Seal?"
"He's back!"
The big demons are so agitated that they started dancing. They can't help but exclaim to express their emotions.
Feng Hao brought the West Sea King's Seal into the West Sea Dragon King's bedroom. He is stunned by the foul scene in front of him.
There is even a Soul Summoning Banner in the bedroom. There are also big demons dressed in Daoist robes. They are holding peachwood swords and dancing, chanting.
"Immortal God!"
The West Sea Dragon King coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. He can't stand up and bow. He can only use the extent of his body's twitching to express his current emotions.
Feng Hao saw the West Sea Dragon King's body trembling violently. It's like a human on land suffering from epilepsy. He went up to check and can't help but look at the West Sea Dragon King strangely. He said, "Are you crazy?"
"What crazy?" The West Sea Dragon King is stunned.
Feng Hao shook his head with a bitter smile. He handed the West Sea King's Seal to the West Sea Dragon King and said, "Now that the four seas have been conquered, the extraterritorial demons are either dead or crippled. They are no longer a threat to the four seas. Just focus on recuperating. The West Sea still has to rely on you, the Dragon King."
The West Sea Dragon King was so touched that he cried. When he heard the emotional part, he wanted to climb a mountain of swords and dive into a pot of oil for Lin Yu.
He received the West Sea King's Seal with trembling hands. Then, under the gazes of the demons, it turned into a dragon tendon that glowed with golden light and entered his cervical vertebra.
A layer of milky-white light enveloped the West Sea Dragon King. After a while, a powerful vitality erupted.
A few minutes later, the milky-white light barrier disappeared. The West Sea Dragon King, who was on his last breath, actually sat up on the dragon couch.
He knelt down towards Feng Hao and said, "This old dragon thanks the Immortal God for giving me a new lease on life. From today onwards, you are this old dragon's second parent …"
Feng Hao's mouth twitched. He said, "Forget about second parent …"
The old Dragon King also smiled awkwardly. After all, he was too old. Feng Hao probably didn't even know his age.
"Oh? What is this? "
The West Sea Dragon King then saw the scene in the bedroom and frowned slightly. Previously, he was lying on the bed and couldn't see the full view of the bedroom. Therefore … he didn't know that a great demon was performing a ritual in his bedroom.
The three ancient words on the Spirit Summoning Banner were shocking.
"Who did it? You old bastard, was it you? "
The West Sea Dragon King was furious. He wasn't dead yet, but a great demon had taken the initiative to perform a ritual for him.
He kicked Prime Minister Turtle, who was supporting him, and sent him flying. His eyes were about to spit fire.
The great demon dressed in Daoist robes was so frightened that his face turned pale. He quickly threw away the peach wood sword and knelt on the ground, his body trembling.
Prime Minister Turtle wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "I was worried about the Dragon King's body. Seeing that the people on land are doing this, I … sent a great demon to try …"
"How unlucky. You old thing, why aren't you quickly carrying this thing out and burning it?"
The West Sea Dragon King didn't start a massacre in the end.
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