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Chapter 1621: Chapter 427: Purgatory Opens, Earthly Hell’s Evil Welcomes the Ghost Emperor; The State Preceptor Is the Imperial Court’s Loyal Dragon God—Trust Me

If the Dragon God Crown Prince can break through the bottleneck and step into the Dragon God Realm, the future of the Dragon God Lineage on land will have more confidence.

Huff huff huff huff——

No one knew how much time had passed when the Old Dragon God slowly opened his eyes. His entire aura trembled as if returning from the void.

“It’s been so long… Why is there still no movement from the State Preceptor? If we wait any longer, the Mysterious Temple in Qi Tian City will revive and open.” The Old Dragon God frowned, his white eyebrows twisted together like long swords.

Rumble——

As he suddenly stood up, the entire great river trembled.

The Old Dragon God looked towards the army camp covered by drifting snowflakes.

With a single step, terrifying and scorching qi-blood evaporated the snowflakes instantly, as if wind and rain were coming, melting the snow into a torrential downpour that fell incessantly!

After a few steps, he arrived at the tent of the State Preceptor Xie Yushen.

Inside the tent, Xie Yushen was playing chess with a member of the Purple-clothed Eunuch. Seeing the Purple-clothed Eunuch, the Old Dragon God frowned.

Upon seeing the arrival of the Old Dragon God, Xie Yushen’s pale face brightened immediately.

“Dragon God Senior is here, come, join us for a game.”

Xie Yushen said warmly.

However, the Old Dragon God merely glanced at him lightly and said, “State Preceptor, I did not come here to play chess. I have been here for about a month; when will you take action?”

“Continuing to stand off like this? When will it end… Old Dragon, there is no more time to continue the standoff.”

Direct and straightforward, the Old Dragon God got straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yushen sighed softly, “Dragon God Senior, I know you are anxious, but after the first defeat, without ascertaining the Underworld’s forces, I dare not act rashly.”

“The deaths of the sect masters like Gu Changqing from the Heavenly Pill Divine Sect, Bai Buxi from Haoran Academy, Zhao Chunqiu from the Dragon Tiger Divine Sect, and even the demise of King Ping Luan’s clone are hard for me to reconcile with.”

“I hate it, hate my own carelessness and underestimate the enemy!”

Xie Yushen appeared very weary, “I must be responsible for the safety of my troops and the remaining powerful figures under me…”

“In fact, it’s not just Dragon God Senior who is anxious; even His Majesty far away in the Divine Capital is anxious too.”

“Hence, Mr. Lian brought an imperial decree.”

Xie Yushen spread his hands helplessly.

His meaning was clear to the Old Dragon God: it’s not the Imperial Court that doesn’t allow him to start a war, but indeed he must understand the situation first.

The Old Dragon God looked at the Purple-clothed Eunuch Mr. Lian and recognized him as the eunuch beside the Emperor of Dajing.

Mr. Lian, with a beardless white face, nodded with a smile.

The Old Dragon God’s eyes softened slightly, but his brows remained furrowed, “State Preceptor, whether it can be fought or not, it would be known after a battle…”

Xie Yushen forced a smile, “Dragon God Senior has just arrived and doesn’t know the terror and unfathomable depth of the Underworld…”

“Though Grandmaster Zhao mentioned that King Yan of the Underworld was severely injured… But is it really only King Yan in the Underworld? Up to now, the Underworld has not shown any Divine Tribulation or Martial God Realm experts; can such a mysterious force not possess such experts?”

“I… am afraid.”

Xie Yushen sighed.

Listening to Xie Yushen’s evasiveness, the Old Dragon God was somewhat angered, “Afraid of this, afraid of that, then what’s the point of attacking and destroying sects?”

However, Xie Yushen did not become angry with the Old Dragon God’s tone; he gently shook a feather fan, a cool breeze brushing across his face.

He walked out of the tent, looking at the melted snow turning into rainwater by the Old Dragon God’s qi-blood.

His gaze turned profound.

“Dragon God Senior, I have long made arrangements; after some more days… Not long, soon I will capture Qianyuan Taoist City, do you believe it?”

“Senior, do you trust me?”

Xie Yushen’s voice was low, and he seemed to be emanating an intense and overwhelming confidence.

Such confidence even slightly surprised the Old Dragon God, a Divine Tribulation Cultivator.

Where did he get such confidence?