Suppressing the Three Dragons, Chapter 3 Mount Sumeru

One of the three yellow dragons was at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, while the other two were at the late stage. In an era in which the three races' Great Luo cultivators had all retired, such a lineup was considered luxurious for dealing with the barren West.

The yellow dragon with the highest cultivation level was the very dragon that Ran Deng had injured for the sake of the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl.

He continued shouting into the formation, "If I had known that day that you were only at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, neither you nor that sword-wielding Taoist would have escaped!"

"I have already explained to you that I have no idea about any sword-wielding Taoist or the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl."

While controlling the array, the guide inside the formation answered that thousands of years ago, when he was repairing the earth's veins, a dragon approached him, claiming that the dragon and others had stolen his spiritual treasure and injured him.

At first, he didn't take it seriously. After a brief exchange of blows, the other party left. But who knew that less than a hundred years later, the other party would come again with two other dragons and directly attack Mount Sumeru, trapping him inside.

"Bullshit! Who else could possess such pure Annihilation Law besides you? If you don't hand over the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, fine. But hand over the top-grade innate spiritual root within the formation, and we'll spare your life. Leave immediately, or else..."

The leader, Huanglong, spoke arrogantly, seemingly confident that he had Jieyin under his thumb.

"We'll destroy all the ley lines you've repaired!"

Jieyin was startled and turned to look at Zhunti's true form.

"Damn it, they've sensed Junior Brother Zhunti's presence. If Senior Brother Randeng doesn't come back soon, I won't be able to hold on much longer."

Jieyin's face was ashen, clearly the constant consumption over the past thousand years had been a great burden on him. If he hadn't been lucky enough to advance to the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal midway, he would have already fled with his junior brother Zhunti. Now he only hoped that his senior brother Randeng could return soon.

Just then, a furious voice pierced through the great formation and reached the ears of Jieyin and Zhunti.

"Dragon race, how dare you!"

Jieyin's face lit up with joy, and Zhunti's dejected expression vanished.

"It's Senior Brother Ran Deng!"

With an almost tangible killing intent, Randeng suppressed the Yellow Dragon, who was the leader, with the Dao Fruit of Annihilation at the Great Luo Realm, and then directly summoned the Primordial Measuring Ruler.

Without any elaborate magical techniques, the sheer weight of the measuring ruler itself was enough to make the space feel slightly unstable.

With the dragon's eyes wide with rage, the Primordial Measuring Ruler, carrying a weight of a million jin, slammed heavily onto its body.

"Weren't you looking for me? Well, here I am!"

Huanglong's body, like a kite with a broken string, crashed into an unnamed, desolate mountain, embedding itself there and stirring up a cloud of dust. Its fate remains unknown.

Burning Lamp unleashed the Dao Fruit of Annihilation, its boundless pressure sealing off the surrounding天地 (heaven and earth).

"None of you shall leave today. Stay in this Western Paradise and atone for your sins!"

He took out four ginseng fruits and handed them to Zhen Yuanzi.

"I apologize for the commotion, fellow Daoist. I will apologize again after I have dealt with these three scoundrels. Now, I would like to trouble you to go into the great formation to heal my two junior brothers."

Zhen Yuanzi took the ginseng fruit, shook his head, and indicated that it was alright. This was the first time he had seen Randeng so angry. It seemed that the West and his two junior brothers were still quite important to him.

After settling Jieyin and Zhunti, Randeng flashed and arrived in front of the remaining two yellow dragons that had already transformed into human form.

"I'm giving you a chance. Tell me what really happened. If you can't explain it, go down and keep him company!"

Ran Deng looked down at the motionless Huanglong below, his eyes cold.

The middle-aged dragon spoke first, "You demon, you're finished. Lying below is a member of my Western Sea Dragon Clan..."

"Bang!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped into the mountains by Ran Deng, joining the previous one there.

"So noisy!"

"And you, are you also going to use the Western Sea Dragon Clan to intimidate me?"

Ran Deng looked at the last dragon, who resembled a young man, and was the only one who hadn't damaged the ley lines or attacked the formation.

"Senior, spare my life! I was forcibly dragged here by the Third Prince, no, that evil dragon. He said that ten thousand years ago, there was a Taoist who cultivated the Law of Annihilation who not only stole his spiritual treasure but also injured him. He later found out that this Taoist was active in the West and was only at the Taiyi Realm, so he brought us here to block the mountain."

Young Huang Long kowtowed repeatedly, explaining the whole story.

Only then did Ran Deng realize that he had let the yellow dragon go that day because he didn't want to break ties with the dragon clan, and later he even followed the law of annihilation to find Jieyin.

He sighed, knowing that he had also implicated Jieyin, since he and Jieyin were the only two outstanding cultivators of the Western Law of Annihilation.

His gaze shifted to the young man, Huang Long, and Ran Deng parted his lips slightly, "Considering you are still somewhat honest, you may be spared the death penalty, but you will not escape punishment."

A wisp of ghostly fire drifted out from the Lingjiu Palace Lantern, landed on the young dragon's forehead, and disappeared inside.

"Ah!" The young dragon cried out in pain, his primordial spirit writhing in agony. He rolled around on the cloud for a long time before collapsing there like a lump of mud.

"What a bunch of West Sea Dragon Clan! They've actually set their sights on our western territory."

Ran Deng didn't believe that the so-called Third Prince's speculation was enough to lead two late-stage Taiyi dragons to take action. There must be some high-ranking dragons behind him tacitly approving it. After all, the repaired earth veins in the west, along with two top-grade innate spiritual roots, were enough to move most of the old folks.

With a flick of his sleeve, he bound the three dragons with his magic, causing them to fall behind him, while Mount Sumeru below vanished.

Before the lamp could fully enter the formation, a cry rang out.

"Brother Ran Deng, you're finally back! If you hadn't come back, Mount Sumeru would have been lost!"

Seeing Jieyin throwing himself on top of him, Randeng, who had been indifferent, broke down. Perhaps one's life trajectory can be changed, but this personality seems to be innate.

Randeng pushed Jieyin aside, saying, "Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi is still here; be mindful of your behavior."

Ran Deng could only sigh, "No wonder they are a Western duo who can become saints by not needing noodles."

"It's alright. I've already exchanged greetings with Fellow Daoists Jieyin and Zhunti; they're both very interesting fellow Daoists!"

Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to worry. When he received Randeng's permission to enter the great formation, he was almost ambushed by this guide. Fortunately, he explained his purpose in time and was spared from being harmed.

"Brother Ran Deng, what about those three yellow dragons? You can't let them get away! They're even trying to persuade Brother Jie Yin to erase my consciousness and hand me over to them!"

Zhunti sent a divine message, also full of grievances, recounting how hard he had worked to complete the tasks assigned by Randeng while he was away, and how he had been mocked by the three yellow dragons.

Ran Deng stepped aside, revealing three figures, all severely injured and unconscious.

"Everything's here, all neatly arranged!"

The guide looked furious and raised his hand to annihilate the three arrogant dragons.

"Wait!" Ran Deng called out to Jie Yin.

Jieyin looked puzzled, but out of trust in Randeng, he stopped.

"Wouldn't it be a waste to kill them all? Besides, it would be too much trouble to deal with the older ones after killing the younger ones."

As Ran Deng sensed the slowly rotating Black Lotus of Destruction within his spiritual platform, a plan formed in his mind.