Cang Che wore an expression of deep sorrow and indignation as he began to sell his misery shamelessly.
"My worthless father has been in seclusion for years. He claims he is suppressing the sea eye, but in reality, he is just escaping reality and ignoring world affairs."
"As a result, the court is neglected and the people's hearts are scattered. A large number of low-level sea demons and human cultivators have already fled the Eastern Region, leaving Shanhe Pass."
"And my naturally playful imperial brother, Cangming, has suffered mental damage and is unfit for heavy responsibilities."
"At a time like this, instead of worrying about the Eastern Region, he actually sneaked off to the land to play, craving pleasure and indulging in banquets and debauchery."
"While I..."
Cang Che straightened his back, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.
"Only I am still struggling to hold everything together!"
"This trip to see the Dragon Ancestor was also something I insisted on despite all opposition, disregarding the objections of my father and the civil and military officials. I was determined to receive you with the highest etiquette."
"At first, they didn't believe it. They all said it was fake, that your existence was just a bedtime story told to hush the little ones."
"Father didn't take you seriously either, treating you only as the last straw to clutch at for survival."
"Only I, only I have always firmly believed in your existence!"
"Cang Che has been waiting for the day you would return to the Eastern Region!"
Sea Emperor: "???"
Crab General: "???"
Old Turtle Prime Minister: "???"
Do you even hear what you're saying?
Who was the one who just said this was absurd?
Who was the one who said they would swallow the halberd?
Who said the Dragon Ancestor was just Yin Wudao's conspiracy?
Can an imperial prince be this shameless?
Especially the Sea Emperor; listening to his son label him as worthless and escaping reality to his face, he almost rolled his eyes and fainted from pure irritation.
What a truly loyal son.
Cang Che, however, didn't blush or feel his heart skip a beat.
He only wanted to get closer to the Dragon Ancestor.
As long as he could gain the Dragon Ancestor's favor, what did a little face matter?
Chen Zhou listened calmly, his gaze drifting lazily toward Cang Che.
Fine, it didn't matter who he asked.
Facing Chen Zhou's inquiry, Cang Che spilled everything like beans from a jar, speaking at an extremely fast pace.
He wished he could pour out everything he had ever known about the deep-sea black spots in one breath.
"To answer the Dragon Ancestor, to the Eastern Region, the deep-sea black spots are like a cankerous plague upon the bone."
"They seem to possess intelligence. Even if we break them apart, before long, they will gather again and grow into new monsters."
"Furthermore, each new batch of monsters seems to be a bit smarter and a bit tougher than the previous one."
Cang Che knelt at Chen Zhou's feet, gesturing animatedly.
"Imperial Brother has already tried many methods—burning them, freezing them, striking them with lightning, even sealing them with arrays."
"Except for Father using the earth-core cold spring to freeze the dragon veins, which can barely delay them for a while, other means have had very little effect."
"Only sea demon warriors above the fourth-stage can completely eliminate a single black spot monster by wearing it down with their thick demonic power, but even that is very taxing."
"As for the sixth-stage sea generals, although they have great destructive power and can sweep through them in swaths, the more frequently they use their power, the greater the risk of being corroded by the deep-sea black spots."
"Especially those of our royal bloodline; we are even more severely affected by the corrosion."
Chen Zhou's brows twitched slightly as he listened to Cang Che's words.
This information had actually been partially reported by Plague Rat through their consciousness connection before he arrived.
Plague Rat and Poison-Wing had experimented quite a bit on those black spot monsters while fighting their way here.
Ordinary physical and magical attacks had limited lethality against the black spot monsters.
After killing a batch, the deep-sea black spots on the ground were like weeds; within a few days, they would converge into new forms.
But Plague Rat discovered that his 【Great Plague Heaven】 ability was exceptionally effective against them.
The plague fiendish qi could dismantle the monster's structure from the inside and could even reverse-corrode the deep-sea black spots on the ground, greatly slowing their regeneration speed.
"Then how do you handle these inexhaustible monsters?" Chen Zhou continued to ask.
Cang Che gave a bitter smile. "Ancestor, there is no other way. We can only fill the gaps with lives."
"Father sits in the sea eye, using his own life to fill that bottomless pit."
"Imperial Brother rushes about outside, using his own sanity and body to fill it."
"And I..." Cang Che lowered his head, glancing at his still relatively intact hands.
"I am responsible for sending batch after batch of our clansmen to the front lines, also filling it with their lives."
"We have no other choice; we can only drag it out day by day."
"Our only hope is that Imperial Brother can bring back the Golden Buddha, relying on its purifying effects to cleanse the diseased waters of our sea."
Chen Zhou nodded, sighed softly, and said, "You said sixth-stage sea generals are more easily corroded?"
"Yes," Cang Che answered honestly. "The stronger the power, the more deep-sea black spots are attracted, and the deeper the corrosion."
"Especially the general guarding this Red Coral Trench; he has held this position for a full three years."
"Bring him here," Chen Zhou said succinctly.
Cang Che was startled. He wants to see the garrison general?
Fine, the Dragon Ancestor's word was law.
Without a second thought, he immediately pulled out an order talisman and shouted into it.
"Chiwei, are you still alive?"
"Get over here immediately! An immense fortune is waiting for you!"
Not long after, the sound of rushing water came from the distant sea.
A burly man clad in crimson battle-armor rushed over, almost crawling and rolling in his haste.
He hadn't even had time to wipe the blood from his face, and he held a chipped halberd in his hand.
This was the general guarding the Red Coral Trench, General Chiwei.
A sixth-stage merman.
"Second Prince, what have you summoned this subordinate for?"
As soon as Chiwei rushed over and saw the Sea Emperor and his colleagues kneeling all over the ground, he was instantly stunned.
"This... this is?"
Looking at this bizarre scene, Chiwei felt the bloodline in his heart boiling, restless and cheering, but his mind couldn't quite process it.
"What are you standing there for!"
Cang Che turned and glared at him, roaring in a low voice, "Kneel down!"
"This is the Dragon Ancestor!"
"Dra... Dragon Ancestor?"
Chiwei's eyes instantly widened like copper bells, and the weapon in his hand hit the ground with a 'clack'.
Although he was a rough man who only knew how to fight, the Great Name of the Dragon Ancestor was a faith engraved into his very bones.
"You, you are the Dragon Ancestor?"
Chiwei looked at the black-robed figure, feeling the pressure around him that made his bloodline surge with excitement.
No matter how dull his mind was, his bodily instincts told him this was real.
Thump!
Chiwei knelt down directly, his movement even more violent than Cang Che's, cracking the rocks on the seabed.
"Subordinate Chiwei pays respects to the Dragon Ancestor."
"Chiwei deserves death; my armor is unremoved and I am covered in blood, polluting your eyes."
Chiwei's face was flushed with excitement, his whole body trembling.
Having fought on the front lines for years, he had long prepared himself to die on the battlefield.
But he never dreamed that before he died, he would actually see the legendary Dragon Ancestor.
This feeling was like a devout believer of a lifetime suddenly seeing a living deity descend to the mortal world.
Excitement, fear, and an urge to cry.
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