[The leader appeared in the guise of a saint, transforming into the sacred body of a True Dragon, convincing the evil Fuji Puls Edition under the gaze of all.

The people of Mountain and Sea, witnessing this, showed deep admiration and immediately bowed down in worship, then followed the leader home.

Congratulations, congratulations.

——— "Thousand Mechanism Pavilion's Founding Chronicles: Mountain and Sea Search Chapter"]

...

The official history was written by Lily with a gun to her head, but the unofficial history is real.

Anyway, no matter how future generations interpret this matter, as they dig into Zhang's secret history, Zhang Ze arrived just like that.

Like a little yellow duck that fell into a cesspool, making a dazzling entrance.

"Who are you?" asked the son of Lord Shang, who had begun evolving towards the twisted mass of flesh, using the mouth on his buttocks.

Though the question was sharp, Mr. Zhang answered without hesitation.

"I am Li! Have you heard of my esteemed name?"

After Zhang Ze spoke, he turned sideways and raised his hand in a "come here~" gesture, while giving a sidelong glance at the Giant.

Hmm... the Giant showed no expression, seemingly having never heard the name before.

Based on gathered intelligence and the fact that there has been no news from Li, Zhang Ze could basically conclude that Li also came from this Mountain and Sea Secret Realm.

However, for some reason, none of the dragons here have seen Li, whether square-shaped or round; they have not seen her.

Initially, Zhang Ze thought it was because the thieving dragons had outdated information and were unaware of ancient secrets.

But now it seemed that neither the Giant nor that mass knew of Li's existence.

Strange? Could it be that Li didn't use that name in the past here?

As everyone pondered, there was suddenly a hush in the Dragon Fighting Arena.

Some dragons were thinking about the promises made by the son of Lord Shang, while most of the others were wondering what in the world a "nursed dragon" was.

After a long silence, it was the son of Lord Shang who spoke first.

However, instead of the usual cliched villainous talk, it asked Zhang Ze two questions.

"What is the outside world like? Are the trees there pink?"

Zhang Ze, "?"

Setting aside the weird question about pink trees, just the first question was hard to answer.

What is the outside world like?

In Zhang Ze's view, the Four Continents and here seem no different, but if he had to say, they are bigger, and...

Zhang Ze raised his hand, the Spiritual Qi gathered in his palm, and then projected it as "the sky."

The sky over Mountain and Sea is an upside-down sea with raging waves, but although it is a sea, it cannot be touched or traversed.

But now there was a change.

The curtain shrouded the inverted sea above Mo Pass.

The sky, the sun, the clouds, the flying Old Ascender, snakes using their tails as propellers and flying in circles...

The sky of the Four Continents was displayed in front of this group of Mountain and Sea dragons.

It was a sight they had never seen in their lives.

Including the Giant, all the dragons were dumbfounded.

Zhang Ze was pleased as he looked at the expressions of the dragons, thinking it splendid. As long as they kneeled in worship for a moment, sealing the Nine Huis would mean everything was resolved.

However, Zhang Ze overlooked one issue: the people of Mountain and Sea were not humans but a group of dinosaurs.

A group of dinosaurs that had lived their entire lives with "battle, joy!" as their motto.

Kneeling in worship was impossible.

Without any forewarning, the son of Lord Shang suddenly took action, attacking Zhang Ze.

Behind him, the shield and sword constantly shifted between forms, while the Giant wielded magical artifacts to slash at the black tentacles.

The son of Lord Shang had a clear thought process: since the outside world was real, it meant that the otherworldly spirit currently merging with it was not deceiving it.

So why not take immediate action, complete its task, and then leave?

The Giant also had a clear thought process: since the outside world was real, it meant there was hope of leaving.

Comparing it to the son of Lord Shang, who was about to twist its head off to use as a dinosaur cup, the strange thing called the "nursed dragon" seemed more reliable.

In short, without fighting, there was no survival.

The situation reversed once again, with almost all the dragons switching sides to support Zhang Ze and the Giant.

After a brief moment of shock, in their hearts, they had already constructed some bizarre speculation.

That was, to leave, one must transform their form; only by altering their form could they survive in the world outside Mountain and Sea.

Compared to becoming a lump of flesh, turning into a "nursed dragon" seemed better.

After all, a nursed dragon is still a dragon. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

They decided to join in the glorious evolution, to evolve into nursed dragons.

But soon, they changed their minds again, switching from a righteous charge to a heroic retreat.

Because they realized that the battle in the Dragon Fighting Arena had reached a point where they could not intervene anymore.

Rushing forward recklessly would only create chaos and serve no purpose.

...

By now, half of the Dragon Fighting Arena had collapsed, and a black web of spatial dimensions crisscrossed through the ruins.

The black web attacked Zhang Ze as well as the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm, which had existed in Earth Sea for tens of thousands of years.

Zhang Ze released an Empty Palm strike, and immediately more than half of the tentacles were obliterated. However, in the next moment, an equal number of tentacles emerged from the flesh of Lord Shang's son.

The parasitism has been completed, the Nine Huis have appeared, and the entire Mountain and Sea Secret Realm is its nourishment.

As for Lord Shang's son, he is merely a vessel, or more accurately, a flowerpot.

The flying sword returned to his hand, and Zhang Ze frowned slightly as he looked at the tentacles growing once again.

If this continues, even destroying this Mountain and Sea Secret Realm might not be enough to eliminate the Nine Huis.

'But...'

Zhang Ze's figure disappeared, and the next moment, a shadowy axe cleaved through the spot where he had just stood, cutting into the now flesh-like body of Lord Shang's son.

The flesh scattered, only to reform once more in the following instant.

But this time, Zhang Ze did not strike again; instead, he stared intently at the regenerating flesh.

As the flesh grew and healed, he sensed a faint fluctuation.

The resurrection of the Nine Huis was not seamless; there was a moment of nearly imperceptible weakness.

Zhang Ze immediately thought of a solution.

He formed a finger technique with his hands, and his figure vanished into the air.

Simultaneously, a voice rang in the Giant's ear from Zhang Ze.

"Go sell something."

The Giant: "?"

The Giant didn't understand what Zhang Ze meant or what he wanted to sell.

However, there was little time to ponder it.

At the moment Zhang Ze disappeared, all the tentacles pointed towards it.

Although the son of Lord Shang, now a lump of flesh, did not know what had happened, he sensed that the yellow milk dragon had indeed vanished.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so what if it was a trap?

He looked at his 'number one on the must-eat list.'

The tentacles converged, forming a pitch-black long spear, which surged with dark thunder as it pierced towards the Giant.

This was an all-out attack.

The Giant's golden axe once again transformed into a shield.

But this time, its shield did not deflect the attack as it usually did.

The dark spear pierced through the shield, aiming directly at its head.

Yet just as the Giant prepared to face death head-on, a hand appeared in front of it, gripping the tip of the dark spear.

Zhang Ze had shed the unlucky milk dragon suit, making a dashing entrance in his true form.

The array spread from his left hand towards the Nine Huis, immobilizing it.

At the same time, Zhang Ze formed a sword technique with his free right hand.

"Ten Thousand Laws Borrow the Sword Array!"

In an instant, the whole Mo Pass began to shake, and the gates of the mechanical pivot opened, as the magical treasures of generations of Mozi blazed with golden light.

As the golden light reached its peak, phantom shadows of the magical artifacts left these treasures, flying towards Zhang Ze.

Not only the mechanical pivot, but the entire Mo Pass answered Zhang Ze's call.

The phantoms of magical treasures emerged from all over Mo Pass, while Zhang Ze's Hundred Treasures Bag was wide open.

The phantoms formed an endless sword array that blotted out the sky.

The sword array, guided by Zhang Ze's finger, descended upon the Nine Huis and Lord Shang's son.

Zhang Ze combined the spiritual listening method of the Western Barbarians with the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root of Sword Sect to create this dharma method.

Drawing strength from the heavens and earth, borrowing power from magical treasures, taking strength from all living things.

All things can become a sword.

Meanwhile, Brother Feng, who had been cultivating his sword intent in the shadows, also made his move.

Unlike the grandeur of Zhang Ze's technique, he had but one sword.

As Zhang Ze's Ten Thousand Laws Borrow the Sword Array pulverized Lord Shang's entire body and the Nine Huis' tentacles.

When the Nine Huis instinctively tried to absorb spiritual qi to regenerate, but due to being chopped too finely, the process slowed down.

Lin Feng's simple yet unadorned sword pierced into a piece of flesh.

He didn't know what that piece of flesh was, but his intuition told him it was crucial.

This plan had been decided even before Zhang Ze's milk dragon act.

Lowering the blood threshold was Zhang Ze's task, and the slaying was left to Lin Feng.

Zhang Ze's exact words were, "Brother Feng, you're lucky and won't miss, you take the last strike."

Lin Feng didn't understand what missing meant, but he knew he just had to strike.

With Brother Feng's final blow, an indescribable roar echoed throughout Mo Pass.

In the blackened meat ground to dust, a mass of solidified mist began to coalesce.

The Nine Huis revealed its true form and began to flee.

But Zhang Ze had anticipated this; he unleashed his true ultimate move.

An enormous backside, the size of a grinding stone.

Zhang Ze held aloft a pink Taisui, directing its tender, profound gaze at the Nine Huis.

"Come, come, come, this little eye is your eternal home…"