1887 Dao King Tribe’s Betrayal, Long Tianfeng In A Desperate Situation
Going into the spatial storm, Long Tianfeng arrived in another world.

There was an army of cultivators in front of a big gray gate, which had countless mystical runes carved on it.

In front of the massive gate was a massive pool of blood, so big that it resembled a planet.

Bodies of dead dragons were shoved into the blood pool, and with that, the blood energy slowly opened up the gate from within.

“As long as I can ascend to Primordial, your sacrifices will be worth it. I will bear your existence in mind forever,” Long Tianfeng muttered.

At the same time, several more figures came from further away.

They all emanated powerful God King energy presences, especially the leader, who was a Supreme God King.

They were the God Kings from the Dao King Tribe.

“God King Molin, can the Primordial Gate be opened yet?” Long Tianfeng asked the leading God King.

God King Molin said indifferently, “I’ve heard about you and the Heavenly Sword. Without your support, our hunt for the dragons has slowed down. I’m afraid it’s going to be difficult.”

Long Tianfeng’s eyes widened in fear when he heard God King Molin. “No. I have sacrificed a lot for the Primordial Gate. If it cannot open, my people would have died in vain!

“I don’t care what method you use. You have to open the Primordial Gate! It is what we agreed upon!”

Long Tienfeng was agitated. He had given a lot to open the gate.

He put his people’s lives at risk just so he could break through to become a Primordial, and the torment that he suffered was beyond anyone’s imagination.

Now, God King Molin told him it might not open, and it was unacceptable!

“Long Tianfeng, calm down. It’s not without a way,” God King Molin said immediately, attempting to console him.

“What way?”

“We have gathered quite an amount of dragon blood essence in the past few years and are actually one last step away from opening it. For this last step, we only need one more dragon,” God King Molin said with a vicious grin.

“One more?” Long Tianfeng was stunned before he realized what was going on. His eyes widened again, and he immediately channeled his dragon qi to defend against the incoming attack.

Kaboom!

As expected, God King Molin attacked him.

The terrifying power of the Daoist law gushed forward, and the indomitable force shocked Long Tianfeng.

He channeled more dragon qi to defend against the attack.

Kaboom!

Another loud explosion later, both of them were pushed away.

“God King Molin, are you using me to open the gate?” Long Tianfeng was furious.

“You’re right, Long Tianfeng. We’re one step shy from opening the gate. Your blood, as a Supreme God King, is equivalent to tens of thousands of other dragons and will help us break through the gate,” God King Molin said with a frosty grin.
“Stop daydreaming!”

Long Tianfeng did not expect a betrayal from his ally after waiting and planning for so long. He was infuriated.

His vast dragon qi erupted and trembled the field.

The power somehow put a somber look on God King Molin. “I heard you have absorbed Long Lang and Long Feng’s dragon qi. It seems like it’s true.”

Even though the dragon qi’s boost was not permanent, with it, Long Tianfeng was currently one of the strongest Supreme God Kings alive.

“Aargh!” Long Tianfeng bellowed and unleashed his dragon qi.

God King Molin fought him.

The Daoist law’s energy clashed, causing the space and void around them to shatter and collapse.

Then, a figure dashed up to Long Tianfeng from the back and hit him with a palm strike.

The palm strike was powerful and strange. The Daoist law’s energy contained in it sent Long Tianfeng flying away.

Blood that contained Daoist law’s energy spurt from his mouth.

“This energy… It’s the Nether King Tribe?!” Long Tianfeng then turned around to a man in black robes. “Wu Xuelong!”

The man was the Supreme God King of the Nether King Tribe.

The Primordial Gate was located in a secret area, and the Dao King Tribe had set up countless restriction seals around the spatial storm.

Even a God King would have difficulties finding this place, yet Wu Xuelong appeared.

There was only one explanation: the Dao King Tribe allowed him to enter.

“I see. God King Molin, you have always wanted me dead. That was why you contacted the Nether King Tribe,” Long Tianfeng said with realization.

God King Molin did not deny his claims. “Long Tianfeng, the Dao King Tribe has hunted so many of your people. Even though you allowed it because you wanted to open the Primordial Gate, but who knows if you would hold a grudge? The safest way is to remove you as well.”

He was right.

The Dao King Tribe had killed a lot of the Dragon Tribe members and was unsure if Long Tianfeng would turn on them once he entered the Primordial Gate.

Only with Long Tianfeng dead could God King Molin rest assured.

“I see. The Dragon Tribe has always been the key to opening the Primordial Gate, and we’re just a tool to the Dao King Tribe. What a joke!” Long Tianfeng laughed frantically as a massive amount of dragon qi erupted from his body.

He unleashed everything he got.

Unfortunately, even with his current power level, he was no match for the two Supreme God Kings and the other God Kings.

After a fierce battle and suffering multiple injuries, he fell into a disadvantageous position.

He was drenched in blood, but surprisingly, his dragon blood somehow contained a scorching presence.

“What energy is this?”

“It feels old and ancient. It is similar to the Dragon Tribe’s, but the energy is also consuming Long Tianfeng.”

The other God Kings were surprised.

The energy presence was actually from Long Tianfeng’s previous injuries.

The person who could hurt Long Tianfeng to that extent and leave such a strong energy presence in his blood must be extremely powerful.

“Could it be… the Heavenly Sword?”

A thought rushed into God King Molin’s head. “Long Tianfeng fought the Heavenly Sword before he came, but I didn’t expect the Heavenly Sword to hurt him to such an extent. How strong exactly is the Heavenly Sword?”

He was afraid and so was Wu Xuelong.

“The Heavenly Sword is an enemy of the Nether King Tribe as well. If he is allowed to grow, it would bring unbearable consequences.”

“The same goes for the Dao King Tribe.”

“After we open the Primordial Gate and secure the secrets inside, we must think of a way to remove the Heavenly Sword,” God King Moling said.

“Now, let us focus on Long Tianfeng.”

The God Kings attacked once more.

Long Tianfeng refused to surrender. He no longer tried to suppress the injuries he sustained and allowed them to torment his body.

The dragon qi that he used to hold back the injuries was released, and he was able to use it to boost his strength.

Long Tianfeng attacked with all his might and charged in a certain direction.

The injury he sustained from the Infernal Dragon Flame exploded, engulfing him in crimson red flame. The sight of it alone was terrifying.

The God Kings’ narrowed their eyes and dared not be careless.

Somewhere in the universe, Chu Kuangren sensed something. He looked in a certain direction and smiled.

“Got you.”

He locked on to the direction and flew ahead.

In just a breath’s time, he had traversed across half the galaxy.