Chapter 414

Chapter 414: All of You Shall Bear Witness with Me

“KABOOM!”

A massive explosion echoes through the air.

From atop the Coral Mountain, a woman bursts forth with a furrowed brow and an expression brimming with irritation. Yet, relief washes over her as she successfully escapes from that magic array. Just moments ago, she was almost done for—right here, right now. She still has unfinished business; dying here would be such a colossal waste!

Trailing behind her is a man who, despite Zhou Wanfeng’s escape, shows no signs of letting up. His intent remains clear: to annihilate her.

“Relentless pursuit!” Zhou Wanfeng mutters under her breath, thoroughly disgruntled. “What a petty guy! I merely glanced at your magic array, and you react like this? It’s not like I interfered with whatever it is you’re doing.”

Zhou Wanfeng pulls out a pouch and flings it backward, feeling a pang of regret in her heart.

This pouch contains something Zhou Wanfeng obtained from an ancient relic. Its effect has saved her life countless times.

She had tried replicating it but failed repeatedly. Each use diminishes its quantity, and now only a little remains.

The pouch flies toward Long Hai. Initially, he attempts to slash it open with his sword, but hesitates at the last moment. Unexpectedly, the pouch spontaneously ruptures before him.

Powder disperses behind Zhou Wanfeng. Sensing impending doom, the man hastily summons a treasure to shield himself.

This treasure resembles the skin of a fish.

As soon as the fish comes into contact with the powder, it begins corroding rapidly.

Even the treasure fails to fully protect him, forcing the man to bolster it with his spiritual energy.

When the powder finally dissipates, Zhou Wanfeng has already vanished.

Long Hai frowns deeply, inwardly lamenting the loss.

That treasure he just deployed was a semi-divine-grade defensive instrument, yet it was utterly destroyed by the powder.

“Tch!”

The man smacks his lips.

Deciding against further pursuit, he prioritizes completing his mission. Failure is not an option; the consequences would be dire for him alone.

Back on the mountaintop, Long Hai checks the time. As expected, the transfer ceremony for Long Wang Teng is imminent. He awaits the Dragon Empress’ move.

This day will determine not only the fate of the Four Seas but also the entire world.

Moments later, Zhou Wanfeng emerges from the ocean surface.

“What madness is this? Even Zhongyan Shan has made its move,” Zhou Wanfeng muses, pulling out a piece of paper from her storage bag.

After scribbling a few words, she folds the paper into the shape of a small fish and blows a wisp of spirit energy onto it.

The tiny fish dives into the water, swimming toward the North Sea Dragon Palace.

“This is merely a matter concerning the North Sea. I have no obligation to meddle. A simple warning to my dear younger brother Xu Ming should suffice.”

“Off I go, wasting my last bit of treasure in the process,” Zhou Wanfeng sighs, slapping her clothes before flying off into the distance.

At the Imperial Palace banquet, guests chatter amongst themselves.

Some unfamiliar with Long Wang Teng learn about it from neighboring conversations. They discover that the Four Seas Ceremony is more than just a celebration—it involves the transfer of a certain item.

The transferred object is none other than Long Wang Teng. While its exact function remains unknown, many speculate it to be an incredibly powerful divine weapon maintained by the Four Seas in rotation to preserve balance.

This information is considered a semi-public secret due to limited awareness and its status as mere rumor.

Regardless, discussing Long Wang Teng openly is frowned upon. Yet today, the Dragon Empress brings it to light.

“Honored guests, please join me in witnessing this grand occasion.”

Descending from her elevated position, the Dragon Empress strides toward the square’s exit.

Others follow suit, unsure of her intentions but eager to partake in the spectacle.

After all, opportunities to witness such events are rare.

A large procession trails the Dragon Empress out of the palace.

Half an hour later, they arrive at a towering wall on the northern face of the Dragon Palace.

The Dragon Empress points a finger at the wall, causing it to vanish instantly, revealing a distorted plane.

Walking through, others follow her into a vast, roofless hall.

Inscribed on the floor lies a magic array, at whose center stands a fifty-meter-high, five-meter-wide totem adorned with cryptic inscriptions and lifelike depictions of true dragons.

Despite its beauty, many realize the totem is merely an illusion, not a physical entity.

Nevertheless, even as an illusion, everyone feels a sense of awe and unease upon beholding the legendary Long Wang Teng.

Turning to face the crowd, the Dragon Empress speaks calmly yet profoundly, “Long Wang Teng is our Dragon Clan’s greatest treasure, passed down since antiquity. Many of you may have heard rumors.

At every Four Seas Ceremony, Long Wang Teng changes hands.

Currently, its true form resides in the Eastern Sea. Soon, I shall connect with the Eastern Sea to welcome Long Wang Teng.

This time, all of you shall bear witness with me.”