445. The Kun Clan Calls Upon Their Ancestor with Blood; The Ancient Being Awakens!

445. The Kun Clan Calls Upon Their Ancestor with Blood; The Ancient Being Awakens!

No matter how much the Kun Clan pleaded, there was no response from the deep sea. It was as if their ancestor didn't exist.

"Could the legend be false?"

"Is there really no ancestor in the deep sea?"

"Are we even part of the Kun Clan anymore?"

Many of the Kun Clan's exotic beasts felt despair. Green King was too powerful. They didn't even know what his original form was. The king-level beasts among them were swallowed whole by Green King.

Moreover, Green King claimed that the Kun Clan's bloodline was exceptionally unique and continued to pursue and consume them. How could they not be desperate under these circumstances? Their only hope now was their ancestor.

However, there was no sign of the ancestor awakening. Or perhaps, there was no ancestor to begin with...

"Hehe, so you all fled here," Green King arrived, having pursued the Kun Clan to this location. Seeing so many of them gathered, he was overjoyed. Once he devoured these members, he would be able to gather enough essence blood.

Perhaps, when Lin Fei's True Dragon bloodline was complete, Green King wouldn't need to produce essence blood anymore, and he could finally be free. Hence, Green King had to give it his all.

"However, coming here is of no use. Devour!" Without any hesitation, Green King opened his massive mouth and fiercely inhaled.

A resonating hum filled the air. Many from the Kun Clan struggled and screamed, trying to escape, but it was futile against Green King's might.

"Ah..."

"Ancestor, save me!"

"Even if I die, I won't let you succeed! Explode!"

"I swear upon the blood of the Kun in me, I hope the ancestor hears my cry and saves our clan..."

"This isn't good. The heartbeat is fading. Could the Ancestor be slipping back into slumber?"

"We cannot allow the Ancestor to sleep again. He must awaken, or facing the Green King, we are doomed."

The Kun clan recognized the gravity of their situation. Their circumstances were far from favorable. The Green King seemed to be momentarily "stunned" by the Ancestor's heartbeat, granting them a brief respite.

But retreat was not an option. No matter how far they fled, the Green King would inevitably catch up. And even now, they lacked the means to vanquish the Green King. Even if it stood paralyzed, subject to their every assault, they couldn't bring it down. Their only hope was the awakening of the Ancestor, and they were prepared to pay any price.

"Awaken the Ancestor with our blood!"

In that instant, all members of the Kun clan forcibly drew forth the fresh blood from within themselves, and with resounding fervor declared, "With our blood, we summon the Ancestor!" Almost immediately, the rich hue of their blood dyed the entire ocean floor a deep crimson. Every drop of it belonged to the Kun clan.

"Hum."

In the next instant, the previously observed whirlpool expanded more than tenfold. Concurrently, that eerie heartbeat escalated ten times in pace.

And what was even more terrifying, the Green King could distinctly sense a formidable life force emanating instantaneously from that vast oceanic maelstrom. The very essence of life within instilled a deep-rooted fear in it— a suppression of life.

Only superior beings can exert such a life-dominating pressure upon those of lesser stature. And the Green King, with its true dragon lineage, was a monarch among exotic beasts. On the cusp of metamorphosing into a dragon due to its potent bloodline, yet still subject to such profound life suppression. How terrifying must this being be?

"Go, leave at once!"

Fear gripped the Green King's very soul, and it dared not linger any longer. As for its heartbeat being entranced, rendering its entire body immobile, there was a simple remedy.

"Explode!"

The Green King chose self-destruction. In an instant, it transformed into a mist of blood. However, this blood mist quickly ascended with the essence of the Green King, shooting towards the ocean's surface. For a being of the Green King's caliber, even death was a challenge. Thus, it opted for self-detonation, turning into a blood mist, and using that form to make a swift escape.

"Who has awakened me?"

From the depths of the ocean, the Green King faintly discerned an immense, mysterious, and terrifying voice that sent chills down its spine. With urgency, it made its escape towards the island of the Azure Flood Dragon clan.