Crystal Palace, Qianlong Palace.

Ao Zhou burst into tears and looked nervous, waiting for Ao Qing's treatment result.

As a father, Ao Zhou could still distinguish between importance. At that time, the most important thing was not a battle with each other, but to find a way to save Ao Guang's life. Ao Guang's body and spirit were destroyed, and it would be difficult to save him.

Therefore, after using the power of time to freeze Ao Guang's undispersed soul and true spirit, he immediately rushed back to the Crystal Palace to ask for Ao Qing.

Ao Qing looked serious and made magic tricks at Ao Guang's soul, trying to heal Ao Guang's injuries. Unfortunately, it was fine with his magical powers. Once his magic power dispersed, Ao Guang's soul was broken again.

Creation is easy and hard to repair!

All women in the world will give birth to children, but if the child is injured, not every woman has the ability to heal it.

Ao Qing is a Daluo Golden Immortal, and it is not difficult for him to create life, but he has no good idea at the moment.

"No, he suffered too much damage. Unexpectedly, the witch clan is more domineering than our dragon clan. It is not enough to seize treasures, and he doesn't even let anyone go."

Ao Qing said coldly.

After returning to the prehistoric world, he has always been very low-key. Apart from practicing, he has practiced in the prehistoric world. He basically did not interfere in the affairs of the dragon clan, and let Ao Zhou and his son deal with it. However, this time, he could not bear it anymore.

He likes Ao Guang, a younger generation, very much and even plans to take him away from the Zuzhou World.

The rudeness of the witch clan and the cruelty of the witch clan made him murderous intent for the first time.

The Daluo Golden Immortal was furious. Above the East China Sea, above the Crystal Palace, black clouds destroyed the city, lightning and thunder, leaving endless areas in darkness, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Feeling the anger and murderous intent on Ao Qing, Ao Zhou completely lost hope. Even the Daluo Golden Immortal could not save Ao Guang. Do you want to seal Ao Guang forever in time? What is the difference between this and death?

Visible to the naked eye, Ao Zhou's face became old and filled with wrinkled lines, and his hair also turned white from the root to the end.

"Uncle Ao Zhou, you..."

Ao Qing was shocked.

A person who becomes an immortal and attains enlightenment will not usually age unless he is seriously injured or is infected with a strange poison. For example, Taiyi Jinxian like Ao Zhou has a lifespan of the same length as the heaven and earth. This situation means that Ao Zhou's heart is dead and he has a desire to die.

Although Ao Zhou is a side branch, Ao Qing has always regarded Ao Zhou as a respectable elder. Seeing him like this, Ao Qing was very worried.

Plop!

Ao Zhou knelt down suddenly and crawled on the ground.

"Uncle Clan, what are you doing?"

Ao Zhou stretched out a hand, trying to emit magic power and lift Ao Zhou up.

"Your Highness, the old minister saluted you as the general of the Dragon Clan, the Four Seas!"

Ao Zhou called out "Old Minister", dispelling Ao Qing's idea.

Ao Zhou said: "Your Highness, the revenge of killing your son is irreconcilable. The old minister must avenge himself!"

His words were very dull, without hatred, nor with resentment, and only with a determined will.

Seeing Ao Zhou like this, Ao Qing's premonition was even worse. With a thought, he calculated Ao Zhou's plan.

Sure enough, Ao Zhou's next words confirmed the accuracy of Ao Qing's calculations.

"But, Xiangli is the great witch of the witch clan. If the old minister kills this person, it will definitely bring a catastrophe to my dragon clan. Therefore, the old minister hopes that your highness will issue an edict to expel the old minister from the dragon clan."

Even though he had known Ao Zhou’s thoughts, Ao Qing couldn’t help but angrily: “Uncle, what do you think of the dragon clan? Xiangli killed my dragon clan’s children, can I, Ao Qing, tolerate him? Besides, Xiangli is protected by the great witch Xiangli, how can you kill him?”

Ao Zhou bowed deeply again and looked at Ao Qing with a firm look: "Your Highness, Ao Zhou doesn't want to do anything about my family, and has caused a big disaster for the Dragon Clan. For the survival of the Dragon Clan, your Highness must do this."

Ao Qing smiled angrily, he stood up from the throne and waved his hand: "The uncle of the clan doesn't need to say much, I will never agree with this matter. Ao Guang's hatred is not the hatred of the uncle alone, but the hatred of the entire dragon clan. If the uncle treats me as his highness and the future lord of the dragon clan, don't say such things again."

"Your Highness!"

Ao Zhou had tears in his eyes, and he just kowtowed and didn't even say anything.

Obviously, Ao Qing refused to agree, so he kept knocking on.

Seeing this, Ao Qing gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "What if I have a way to save Ao Guang?"

At this point, he had to use one last method: ask for reinforcements.

Originally, he was unwilling to seek King Pan because King Pan had said long ago that he would not care about the Dragon Clan's affairs, and Ao Qing himself was unwilling to drag King Pan into the water. He always felt that the deal with the Dragon Clan was a loss.

It has to be said that emotions can easily affect people's judgment.

Ao Qing's identity is the Dragon Clan, and he should have stood on the Dragon Clan's position. However, in the years of the Shenzhou world, he regarded King Pan as the elder he admired the most. In his mind, King Pan was second only to the Zulong. Therefore, after learning about the content of the agreement made by King Pan and the Dragon Clan, he felt that he owed King Pan a lot.

Ao Qing's words injected a trace of vitality into Ao Zhou's almost dead heart. His eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Seriously?"

If he asked these two words, he had already lost his composure.

However, the light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Your Highness, don't comfort the old minister. Guang'er's soul is broken like this. Except for the people like the ancestors, the old minister can't think of anyone with the ability to treat him."

Ao Qing smiled slightly and said, "I'm afraid I don't know that the Taoist ancestor in Daluo Heaven once guided me in my practice. If I go and ask for something, the Taoist ancestor might agree."

"Da Luo Heaven, the ancestor of King Pan?"

Ao Zhou hesitated. What Ao Qing said was not fake, he could feel it.

"Who is really good at handing out?"

Ao Zhou was instantly excited and his speech order was in chaos.

Ao Qing nodded: "Although I am not sure, I can try it. In addition, I have also learned some channels in the realm of Daluo Golden Immortals in the prehistoric world. Even if the Taoist ancestor doesn't take action, I can still find other Taoists to find a way. I believe that with the wisdom of many Daluo Golden Immortals, there is still a chance to resurrect Ao Guang."

"So, is Guang'er saved?"

Ao Zhou finally began to believe it because Ao Qing's words were impeccable.

"Of course, so, the clan uncle can wait a moment. When I come back from Daluo Heaven, we will discuss revenge together."

Ao Zhou's face always had a confident smile, and he was for An Ao Zhou's heart.

"Okay then! The old minister is waiting for His Highness to come back in the Dragon Palace."

Ao Zhou stood up and tidied up his clothes casually, with a calm expression.
Chapter completed!