Chương 25: The Azure Dragon Prince

Fang Yang could tell that this azure dragon was a naive and inexperienced young man.

If this Azure Dragon were sensible, it would never make indiscriminate generalizations.

Lü Yue is Lü Yue, and the Jie Sect is the Jie Sect. How can Lü Yue's personal behavior be generalized to the entire Jie Sect?

The Azure Dragon Clan is a major force in the primordial world. Like the Four Creation Spirits, Houtu Niangniang, Zhenyuan Daxian, and Styx Ancestor, they all possess the supernatural power of "moral kidnapping".

The Azure Dragon Clan has the capability and strength to handle the accountability from the Intercepting Sect.

But you can't say it like that!

The Azure Dragon Clan and the Intercepting Sect are both major forces in the world. One is responsible for guarding the borders, and the other is responsible for educating all living beings. They should maintain harmony.

What if one day, when the Azure Dragon Clan is resisting the extraterrestrial demons, the Jie Sect stabs them in the back? Wouldn't the Azure Dragon Clan be wiped out?

You must understand, this Azure Dragon was labeled by the Jie Sect as having fur and horns, and being born from a wet egg. If they're all creatures with fur and horns, and born from wet eggs, what wouldn't they do?

Fang Yang instantly concluded that this Azure Dragon had never experienced any training and knew nothing about human relationships or social customs.

Even so, Fang Yang was prepared to teach this Azure Dragon a lesson. If even he didn't uphold the reputation of the Jie Sect, then who would?

Enraged, Lü Yue's face turned purple. He suddenly opened the Plague Umbrella in his hand, and black and yellow plague-infected mist surged out. Wherever it passed, the immortal mountain's plants and trees withered and died instantly, and all things were infected with the plague.

"roar!"

Having absorbed the life force of all things, the plague mist surged once more, condensing into five enormous skulls in black, white, yellow, red, and cyan in the void.

Oh oh oh!

Instantly, ghosts and gods howled throughout the world, and resentment, evil spirits, and malevolent energy converged, obscuring the sky. This place seemed to have entered an extreme demonic realm.

"Meng Zhen, last time, I spared you because you are the crown prince of the Azure Dragon Clan. But you are so ungrateful as to slander our sect. My master teaches without discrimination, cutting off a glimmer of hope for all living beings. How could you possibly understand that?"

The Azure Dragon opposite him, the crown prince of the Azure Dragon clan, revealed a look of disdain in his eyes:

"The sage Tongtian was a man of great renown, yet he has such unfilial disciples like you. I truly feel sorry for the sage."

With a flick of his dragon claw, countless bolts of divine lightning transformed into pillars of light, striking down simultaneously and piercing through Lü Yue's evil magic.

In the primordial world, there were two great masters of poison: Panwang Laozu and Lü Yue, but their methods of using poison were different.

Panwang Laozu's poison is a physical and chemical poison, a Taoist version of the Love Flower Poison and the Heartbreak Grass Poison, while Lü Yue's poison is a biological weapon with active properties.

The Yi Wood Divine Thunder could not counteract the poison of Pan Wang Lao Zu, but it could completely suppress Lü Yue's poison.

The outcome was decided the moment the two clashed.

"No, impossible! How could you possibly break my Plague Curse Technique? You... Meng Zhen, I will kill you!"

Lu Yue felt humiliated after suffering a loss and instantly became enraged, determined to eliminate Meng Zhen to avenge his defeat.

In the void, Fang Yang shook his head repeatedly as he watched.

His junior brothers and sisters are like that; they only cultivate magical power, not their character. Even the slightest setback can break their defenses.

They keep talking about maintaining one's true nature. If everyone in the prehistoric world maintained their true nature like that, then the prehistoric world would forever remain in an era of ignorance and barbarity.

Moreover, no matter what they did, they liked to drag the Tongtian Sect Leader into it, as if the Tongtian Sect Leader had made them do it.

"That's enough!"

Between heaven and earth, a detached voice rang out, reverberating continuously between the heavens and the earth. A powerful righteous energy rose up, shattering all the malevolent and violent energy that Lü Yue had attracted.

"Who is it?"

Meng Zhen's expression hardened, as if facing a formidable enemy. This magical power was too strong. Although it couldn't compare to the Great Luo Golden Immortals he had seen, the magical power of Taiyi Golden Immortals was definitely not at this level.

boom!

The answer to Meng Zhen was a divine thunderbolt. The divine thunderbolt descended without warning, shattering Meng Zhen's protective spells and then piercing through Meng Zhen's body.

Crackling sounds!

The moment Meng Zhen was struck by lightning, his thoughts froze, and his body trembled as if he had suffered a stroke.

On the other side, Lü Yue was in no better shape. He was directly bound by chains woven from divine lightning, and a lightning nail was driven deep into his brow, trapping his magical power!

Everything happened too fast, so fast that Lü Yue and Meng Zhen couldn't react.

They were clearly among the best of the Taiyi Golden Immortals, yet they were like fish on a chopping block in front of Fang Yang, completely at his mercy.

After teaching Meng Zhen a small lesson and subduing Lü Yue, Fang Yang finally revealed himself to the world.

The lightning vortex in the sky contracted and coalesced into a towering human figure.

This man was dressed in a black Taoist robe, surrounded by lightning, and his expression was dignified and imposing, as if he were a Dharma King born from lightning.

"Disciples of the Jie Sect!!!"

Meng Zhen escaped the lightning's damage and looked at Lao Xiang Fangyang with a serious expression.

"Who are you? How dare you help outsiders against your own sect members?"

Meng Zhen was merely shocked, but Lü Yue was already enraged.

He never expected that he would be targeted by the disciples of the Jie Sect.

Fang Yang ignored Lü Yue and instead looked at Meng Zhen:

"Fellow Daoist Meng Zhen, it's best not to speak recklessly without evidence. Our Jie Sect is a dignified and orthodox sect of the Xuanmen, representing the orthodox way of Heaven. All disciples of our sect take it upon themselves to seize a glimmer of hope for all living beings."

"The creatures with fur and horns, born from eggs and moisture, that you speak of, exist in every power. The Chan Sect has them, the Western Sect has them, and your Azure Dragon Clan may well have them as well."

"Could you possibly say that just because a few scoundrels emerge from a faction, the entire faction is scoundrels?"

Fang Yang's first priority is to vindicate the Jie Sect. The Jie Sect must not be labeled as something that is born of fur and horns, or something that is born from eggs.

If we were to become beings with fur, horns, and born from eggs, we would all do it together; the Jie Sect would never do it alone.

Fang Yang's domineering attitude startled Meng Zhen, and his words left Meng Zhen speechless.

As the saying goes, "A large forest has all kinds of birds," and within the Azure Dragon clan, there are no shortage of morally corrupt and despicable individuals.

He just equated the entire Jie Sect with Lü Yue, which was his mistake.

He thought for a moment, then cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Fang Yang: "I was momentarily enraged and offended your esteemed sect. Please forgive me, fellow Daoist!"

Seeing that Meng Zhen's attitude was quite good, Fang Yang nodded in satisfaction: "It's alright. It's because our sect produced a scoundrel like Lü Yue, and because Fellow Daoist Guang Chengzi has many prejudices against our sect, that you have misunderstood our sect."

Fang Yang would never reconcile with the God of War of Zhuolu; at worst, he would fight him.

Prejudice in people's hearts is like a mountain that cannot be moved no matter what.

"May I ask your name, fellow traveler?"

Meng Zhen came from a prominent family and was very courteous; he did not hold a grudge about what had just happened.

"I am Fang Yang, a direct disciple of the Sage Tongtian. My junior brother has committed many unjust and disgraceful acts, but I can guarantee that as long as I am alive, my Jie Sect will never tolerate any filth or evil!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhen was startled once again.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Yang has only been a personal disciple for a short time, yet he has already become this powerful. Is this... is this the vision of a sage?!"