Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 92 The Conflict Before the Palace of the Dragon King of Han
"Since the first East China Sea Martial Arts Exercise, the major dragon palaces have formulated special rules, and any dragon palaces will take treasures from the treasure house."

"The backup must be recorded, and it can only be taken out after the approval of all Dragon Palaces."

"Because the treasure houses of the major dragon palaces are all in the same subspace, if any dragon palace wants to open the treasure house, the other dragon palaces will respond, so this rule is accepted."

"And in the Dragon Palace treasure house, all the treasures are not graded. Whether the treasures obtained are high-level or not depends entirely on the cognition of the Dragon Palace disciples who enter."

After listening to Ao Wuming's words, Leng Feng smiled comprehensibly: "I didn't expect you Donghai Dragon Palace to be so fond of things that take advantage of others."

The major East China Sea Dragon Palaces have completely established a strict competition mechanism. In such a mechanism, whether they can benefit in the end depends on whether the descendants of the Dragon Palaces are strong.

Therefore, without even thinking about it, one can know that the major dragon palaces must attach great importance to every martial arts ceremony.

"Having said so much, can we also participate in your Donghai martial arts performance this time?"

Now, how could Leng Feng not understand what Ao Wuming meant?
Hearing this, Ao Wuming smiled hesitantly and said: "It is possible, but the way of participation may not be suitable for the master."

"What's inappropriate?" Leng Feng asked immediately.

Looking at Leng Feng's solemn face, Ao Wuming felt a little regretful that he had spoken too much about it, but he still replied: "Master, as I said just now, the participants in this martial arts performance are our Dragon Son, Dragon Girl and The guards they have chosen."

"So, if the master wants to participate, he must pretend to be my personal guard."

"However, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that ordinary human races exist as slaves in our East China Sea."

"If I take my master to participate in this martial arts performance, the master must first become my slave."

After finishing speaking, Ao Wuming looked a little anxious, he didn't know whether his statement would be regarded by Leng Feng as an insult or a conspiracy.

After all, in terms of status now, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is Leng Feng's slave.

However, Leng Feng only thought about it for a moment, then raised his head and said: "Just do it according to your wishes, don't worry about it, this time I will definitely participate in the Donghai martial arts performance."

In fact, Ao Wuming's concerns were not a problem for Leng Feng at all, but he was just pretending to be a slave. In order to obtain the refreshing water and wake up the enchantress, how difficult is it to do such a thing?

"I'm fine too."

It was Li Mao who stood up right after him. Now that his injuries had healed and his cultivation base had improved, he could no longer hold back his desire to kill. What's more, what Leng Feng wanted to do was his mission.

Not to mention being a slave, even if he was to die, he would never frown.

"Well, let's go to our Hanlong Palace now."

Ao Wuming didn't expect Leng Feng to agree so straightforwardly, his face was filled with surprise, and at the same time, he was filled with endless vigor, as if he was stepping away from the cave and leading the way.

For him, it was a great blessing for Leng Feng to agree to participate in the Donghai martial arts performance.

I believe that with Leng Feng's strength, he will definitely be able to help him overthrow all the enemies, raise his eyebrows, and make him look good in front of his father!

The black fish demon and the two shrimp soldiers stood at the entrance of the cave in a daze for a long while, silently watching the figures of Leng Feng and the others fade away, and finally couldn't help but shed tears.

"The bastards are finally gone, my lord, I can start a new life!"

. . .

Along the way, they have seen many wonders of the seabed and crossed many boundaries of sea areas, but the few people did not intend to stay in the slightest.

It's just because it's a long way to go to the Hanlong Palace in the East China Sea, and the time limit for performing martial arts in the East China Sea is approaching.

Three days passed by in a hurry. On this day, Leng Feng, Li Mao, and Ao Wuming raised their eyes and finally saw the outline of a magnificent and bright crystal palace.

"Dragon Palace, I'm back again."

Ao Wuming sighed happily, once he went out, he almost lost his life, how could he not have some emotion now.

Leng Feng and Li Mao followed closely behind Ao Wuming, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, without saying a word, already playing the role of slave dutifully.

Gradually approaching the palace, the atmosphere of luxury and splendor becomes stronger, clam girls collect pearls, fish girls dance, and corals are made into trees.

Teams of golden-armored shrimp soldiers and crab generals walk with sonorous steps, majestic and majestic. Just by their aura, they can frighten many Xiao Xiaohun who are secretly watching. This is the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

"Stop, who are you, dare to break into my Dragon King's palace, don't you want to live, come and arrest them all."

As soon as Leng Feng and the others showed up, they were immediately discovered and surrounded by patrolling soldiers. The leader was a crab general, whose body was extremely strong and tall, wearing golden glazed armor, and looked extremely mighty.

"Bold, Ding Chou, open your eyes and see who is the young master?"

Seeing this scene, Ao Wuming was furious, stood up, and reprimanded in a cold voice.

Upon hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Ding Chou raised his head quickly.

Only now did he see Ao Wuming's appearance clearly, he was startled at first, then he seemed to think of something, and his expression quickly calmed down again.

"Oh, it turns out that you are back, the third prince, but I don't know where you have been, the third prince?"

Ao Wuming didn't expect Ding Chou to still have such an attitude after recognizing him, which really made him angry.

Although he had known that Ding Chou was a popular person beside his elder brother, and his cultivation was good, but he was the third prince of the majestic Hanlong Palace.

When did he lose his status to the point where even a servant is qualified to interrogate him?

"What a slave, is this what you should ask?"

Ding Chouyan's eyes froze suddenly: "Since the third prince thinks that I shouldn't intervene as a slave, then naturally someone can intervene."

"Come on, hurry up and take the third prince to meet the eldest prince."

The moment he finished speaking, his gaze turned to Leng Feng and Li Mao again, and he said, "I think these two are slaves captured by the Third Prince, so why don't you leave them to me to deal with."

As he said that, he was about to order someone to do it, but his calculations were extremely loud, and the third prince gave him a bad face and made him look bad.

He himself is not qualified to do anything to the third prince, but he can still play with the third prince's people.

What's more, there are only two slaves right now. He doesn't believe that the third prince will completely turn against him because of this, and confront him. You must know that the eldest prince is standing behind him.

Compared with the prosperous eldest prince, the young third prince is nothing at all.

(End of this chapter)