Tian Xie was almost driven mad with anger.

"Qin Yi, I’m not going to argue with you. We are both in a dangerous situation right now. I think we should find a way out first."

"This place is treacherous; you should think about how we can get up there."

Qin Yi sneered, "I’ve already thought of a way to get up there. It’s just your stupid head that hasn’t figured it out."

"What way?"

"Why should I tell you? You’re not my grandson."

Tian Xie’s eyes were cold. "Suit yourself, but I suggest we call a temporary truce."

"You’ve noticed the Giant Dragon below, right? The Dragon Clan is full of treasures, and bathing in Dragon Blood can enhance Physical Strength."

"With such a treasure before us, why fight? Let’s grab the treasure first and then worry about fighting later, what do you say?"

Qin Yi mocked, "So tell me, idiot, why wouldn’t I believe you’re plotting to take the Giant Dragon for yourself?"

"Do you think you can kill me?"

Qin Yi was instantly annoyed.

To be honest, he had encountered many powerful opponents along the way, but none as troublesome as Tian Xie.

This guy had advanced cultivation, and an old and cunning monster was living within him, who had managed to escape several times, leaving Qin Yi helpless.

"Tian Xie, I don’t have time to bicker with a coward like you."

"The Giant Dragon is mine alone. If you dare touch it, I’ll kill you."

After finishing his words, Qin Yi let out a cold laugh, dove into the river, and disappeared.

Tian Xie snorted disdainfully, retracting his head into the river and disappearing as well.

Qin Yi held his breath again and approached the Giant Dragon underwater.

He finally landed on the Giant Dragon and was about to inspect it when he noticed Tian Xie had followed him down.

This bastard, how could he treat his words like air?

If he got a chance, he’d definitely get rid of this guy.

Tian Xie also stopped on the Giant Dragon, but he was a hundred meters away from Qin Yi.

Qin Yi glanced at him, feigning indifference, but his feet subtly moved closer to Tian Xie.

However, Tian Xie was very alert, for every step Qin Yi took, Tian Xie took two steps back.

Qin Yi was full of helplessness.

Forget it; let this guy live a little longer.

Qin Yi came to the massive spear that pinned the Giant Dragon, reaching out to touch it. The spear was icy cold, seemingly covered with white frost.

Wow, this spear was made of Cold Iron.

"Master, look at that blood."

Qin Yi looked down. The spear, as thick as an adult, was driven into the dragon’s body, the Dragon Scales cracked, the surrounding muscles torn, forming terrifying wounds.

Fresh blood slowly seeped from these wounds.

To Qin Yi’s shock, the blood looked fresh.

When Qin Yi shoved his hand into the wound, he pulled back as if electrocuted, his eyes filled with horror.

Though the Cold Iron in the spear suppressed the Dragon Blood’s temperature, his hand in the wound clearly felt the warmth and slight muscle twitching.

What did this mean?

It meant the Giant Dragon was still alive.

A sense of danger swept through him, and Qin Yi didn’t have time to think; he rushed toward the surface.

Escape, that was his only thought.

This was a fully-grown Giant Dragon, its strength immeasurable, even when heavily wounded, it was not something he could contend with.

Besides, as a Longxia person, Dragons held an indescribable sacredness for him; he did not want to become enemies with a Divine Dragon.

Most peculiarly, Qin Yi was a dragon himself.

His actions drew Tian Xie’s attention, but Tian Xie didn’t think much of it, assuming Qin Yi was going to the surface to breathe.

Qin Yi broke through the water surface, ready to leave.

But after walking a few steps, he stopped.

Was the Giant Dragon, nailed here, still able to resist?

If the Giant Dragon was on the brink of death, Tian Xie would surely show no mercy.

Seeing a dragon mercilessly killed by Tian Xie, the thought made him feel increasingly uncomfortable.

Could he save this Giant Dragon?

But what if this Giant Dragon was an Evil Dragon?

To save or not to save?

How to save it?

For the first time, Qin Yi found himself so conflicted.

Qin Yi was silent for a long time, his eyes finally firming, he decided to save it.

Regardless of whether this dragon was good or evil, as a descendant of dragons, he couldn’t stand idly by.

Besides, as a Divine Dragon, it shouldn’t be bad.

Qin Yi took a deep breath and dove into the river again.

Having decided to save, Qin Yi wasn’t the type to procrastinate. Once he decided on something, he’d do it.

He sank straight down this time, heading directly for the dragon’s head.

He reached the dragon’s eyes, which were larger than a human, giving him an eerie feeling.

For a moment, Qin Yi dared not approach.

He gritted his teeth, encouraging himself, then stepped forward to pound on the dragon’s table-sized scales.

"Glub glub..."

Qin Yi instinctively opened his mouth, wanting to wake the dragon, forgetting he was underwater.

As he opened his mouth, he swallowed a few gulps of water, almost choking himself to death.

Seeing that pounding didn’t work, he moved to the dragon’s beard and pulled hard; he had to wake the dragon first before knowing how to save it.

This strand of dragon’s beard was as thick as a thigh and several dozen meters long.

Qin Yi pulled with all his strength, but the dragon didn’t respond at all.

His eyes flickered, glancing at the massive spear pinned behind the head.

One end of the spear was connected by a black iron chain, the other held in a statue’s hand.

Qin Yi swam to the statue’s hand, which looked huge from a distance and even more terrifying up close; one hand was like a platform, fit for three to five people to stand on easily.

And although it was a statue, it exuded a terrifying aura, making the hairs on Qin Yi’s back stand on end.

Looking at the statue’s face, eroded by time and river water, its features were unrecognizable, it looked like a faceless ghost, truly eerie.

But Qin Yi couldn’t care about all that; the chain was clutched in the statue’s hand. He grabbed it, bracing his feet against the statue’s palm, trying to pull the spear out.

Perhaps if he was at his peak, it might be possible.

But now, he’s just a bit tougher and stronger than an ordinary person, not even able to budge the chain.

Damn it.

Qin Yi frowned, giving a glance at the Blood Flood Dragon, signaling for it to come and help.

But even with the Blood Flood Dragon, the chain only swayed a little.

The chain was thigh-thick, several dozen meters long, simply too heavy.

Tian Xie, after coming up for air, saw Qin Yi and the chain, his face full of ridicule.

Qin Yi waved him over.

Tian Xie squinted suspiciously at him.

Out of breath, Qin Yi swam to the surface.

Tian Xie consulted with the Evil Lord about something before following him up.

Back at the river surface, Qin Yi waited for a bit and saw Tian Xie’s head pop up, though keeping some distance.

"Tian Xie, let’s call a truce and join forces, what do you say?"

Tian Xie eyed Qin Yi warily, "What scheme are you plotting now?"

Earlier, he proposed a ceasefire, but Qin Yi refused.

Now with Qin Yi suggesting it, he must be up to something.

Qin Yi said calmly, "I genuinely seek cooperation because I realize there’s no way I can take the Giant Dragon alone under these circumstances."

"You already mentioned that the Giant Dragon is full of treasures. But now our cultivation is suppressed; not to mention we can’t stay long underwater, we can’t even break through the Dragon Scales."