Chapter 157 - 186: Slay a Dragon Mansion
In the depths of the East Sea, the East Sea Dragon Palace.
The sprawling architecture of the East Sea Dragon Palace shimmered with a blinding, brilliant gold. Countless colorful fish danced joyfully around the buildings, and wisps of white mist shrouded the entire palace, making it look like a celestial paradise.
In the center of the Dragon Palace, a ninety-foot-tall Dragon Gate stood majestically, shimmering with golden light!
Around the Dragon Gate, members of the Dragon Race stood guard. They were clad in crimson armor, held golden blades, and wore solemn expressions, their auras astonishing.
Upon entering the Dragon Gate, one would immediately see team after team of Dragon Palace guards patrolling the golden corridors.
On the boundlessly wide west side of the Dragon Palace, a unique black-and-white structure stood, appearing like a clock tower. It was a hundred zhang tall, soaring into the sky.
At this moment, inside the clock tower, two members of the Dragon Race with lesser bloodlines were chatting during their break.
In front of them were rows of Soul Lamps, each with a Soul Fire burning within.
"I heard that Lord Ao Yun took Lord Ao Feng and Lord Ao Lie to the Great Xia Dynasty today. He plans to take the initiative and retrieve the True Dragon Blood Bead for Senior Ao Gu!"
A young, pale-faced member of the Dragon Race dressed in ink-black robes whispered, his head lowered.
"Lord Ao Yun went himself?"
The other Dragon Race member, who had a dark complexion and a thin frame, asked in surprise.
Although all three were considered prodigies of the Dragon Race, Ao Yun’s bloodline, talent, and formidable strength were clearly a notch above Ao Feng and Ao Lie’s!
Ao Yun had only been cultivating for twenty years, yet he was already at the Ninth Layer of the Divine Platform Realm!
Furthermore, he was a descendant of Senior Ao Gu and possessed a trace of True Dragon Essence Blood in his veins. He had been vigorously nurtured by Senior Ao Gu and was exceptionally talented!
However, thinking of the Great Xia Dynasty’s recent display of power, the pale-faced Dragon Race member frowned and murmured softly.
"Compared to Lord Ao Yun, Lord Ao Lie and Lord Ao Feng are both rather arrogant. If they stir up trouble within the Great Xia Dynasty..."
Before he could finish, the other Dragon Race member cut in dismissively.
"So what if they do?"
"Does that Great Xia Dynasty dare defy the will of our East Sea Dragon Palace?"
KRAK!
The two hadn’t been talking for long when, among the vast array of Soul Lamps before them, two lamps burning fiercely in the center suddenly shattered!
Shards of the lamps flew everywhere, and the Soul Fire within them was instantly extinguished!
"This is bad! It’s the Soul Lamps of Lord Ao Feng and Lord Ao Lie!"
The dark-complexioned Dragon Race member’s face changed dramatically!
Having guarded this place for many years, they naturally understood what the scene before them represented.
It meant one thing.
When a person dies, their lamp is extinguished!
"Quick! Report this to Senior Ao Gu!"
The other Dragon Race member immediately reacted, his eyes turning crimson as he roared!
BOOM!
A moment later, in a remote corner of the Dragon Palace, an incredibly powerful wave of energy erupted from a deep-red grand hall.
The schools of fish circling the hall were instantly killed by the shockwave, turning into a thick, bloody mist!
"Dammit! Who was it!? Who killed my son!?"
A middle-aged man in a Black Robe, his face a mask of insanity, howled in a rage.
He shot up from his dragon throne on the high platform and shattered the Moyu armrest with a single slap, utterly furious!
Just moments ago, he had received news that his exceptionally talented son, Ao Lie, had died within the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty!
"Guards!!"
At the Black Robe-clad man’s roar, Dragon Race guards, each holding a sharp weapon, quickly assembled in the main hall.
"Raise the army and march with me to destroy Great Xia! Avenge my son!"
Inside the hall, the middle-aged man’s voice was like the wail of ghosts and the howl of gods.
It was enough to make one’s hair stand on end!
「Meanwhile, in the depths of the Dragon Palace.」
A large, simple, crimson pavilion stood there.
Inside the pavilion was a Jadeite Jade Table and two Silver-White Stone Chairs.
On the stone chairs, two figures sat opposite each other at the table.
"Brother Ao Gu, it’s been a while. Your Cultivation has improved quite a bit!"
A golden-haired man in a white robe, a sharp horn protruding from his forehead, spoke with a light laugh as he sipped his sweet tea.
"Brother Ming, you flatter me. It was just a minor insight," Ao Gu, dressed in a green robe, replied faintly.
Hearing this, a look of melancholy flashed in the golden-haired young man’s eyes. "Indeed! At our Realm, trying to break through again is as difficult as ascending to the heavens."
"The opportunity for our breakthrough may lie in Great Xia."
Ao Gu was silent for a moment, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
The golden-haired man fell silent, lost in thought. He then spoke, "Brother Ao Gu, could it be that this corner of the world, the Great Xia Dynasty, is truly related to the Dayu Immortal Dynasty?"
"Perhaps. I’ve already detected a trace of a familiar aura."
Ao Gu’s expression grew somewhat solemn at the mention of the Dayu Immortal Dynasty.
The two continued their conversation for a while.
"Report!"
Suddenly, a Dragon Palace Guard, his body trembling slightly, rushed forward with hasty steps to report.
"Speak."
Ao Gu’s expression was calm as he spoke slowly.
"Reporting to Elder Ao Gu, the Soul Lamps of Lord... Lord Ao Lie and Lord Ao Feng have shattered!"
Ao Gu’s expression remained unchanged, his heart unperturbed. "And Ao Yun?"
"Lord Ao Yun’s Soul Lamp is fine for the time being!"
"You may leave."
"Yes!"
"Brother Ao Gu, it seems you have things to attend to," the Golden Robe man said, a smile in his eyes.
"It’s just a trivial matter."
Ao Gu paid it no mind.
The two ignored such a minor issue and continued discussing important matters.
A short while later, the Golden Robe man’s figure began to turn illusory, eventually vanishing completely.
On the Jade Table, only a smooth, Golden Jade Pendant remained.
And on a corner of the Jade Pendant, the two words "Luo Sheng" were engraved.
Ao Gu put away the Jade Pendant, then rose and looked up, gazing into the distance towards the Great Xia Dynasty.
He spread his Divine Thoughts and soon saw three massive flying ships high in the sky, speeding towards the Dragon Palace!
He withdrew his Divine Thoughts and whispered slowly.
"Though it is a trivial matter, the might of the Dragon Palace cannot be tarnished!"
...
「Above the skies of the East Sea!」
At this moment, the vast clouds on the horizon were dyed red by blindingly fresh blood, like a deep-red curtain hanging high in the sky, blotting out the clouds and sun!
"Kill!!"
The High Realm Martial Artists of the Great Xia Dynasty were locked in a bloody battle with the countless Dragon Race guards of the East Sea Dragon Palace.
The sky shook with the cries of battle!
High in the sky, a clear moon hung behind the Elder Imperial Tutor’s back as he brandished a Three-Foot-Long Sword. He slashed out with a blinding silver radiance, instantly tearing through the bodies of one Dragon Race member after another!
Yun Wuya, despite his aged body, still fought at the forefront, his pair of crimson fists slaughtering all in his path!
At one point, he grabbed a roaring, ninety-foot-long green Dragon with both hands. Then, with a sudden exertion of strength, he brutally ripped its ninety-foot-long body to shreds!
In an instant, a rain of blood showered down from the sky!
"Slay!"
Emperor Xia stood at the prow of a ship. He gripped the hilt of the Sword of Royal Authority, his aura rising to its peak as he roared furiously!
"Kill!"
Before him, a middle-aged man in a Black Robe, wielding a six-foot Black Sword, roared back in a frenzy!
High in the sky, the two peerless figures collided violently!
BOOM!
...
BOOM!
On the coast of the East Sea, the Golden Robe-clad youth, Ao Yun, only had time to let out a desperate roar before a giant golden hand tore through the air and twisted his head from his neck!
As blood splattered, Ao Yun’s corpse reverted to its Dragon Race True Body.
A headless dragon corpse, over a hundred feet long, collapsed to the ground. Its tail twitched a few times before it finally went still.
Beside it lay the mangled corpses of the burly man and the handsome youth from the Demon-slaying Bureau.
On the handsome youth’s shattered fingers, a blood-stained red string was still tightly clenched.
High above, Su Bai retracted his gaze.
Then, he looked toward the Dragon Palace, about to step forward.
Just then!
Wu Tianming, covered in blood, tore through the air and arrived!
He stared at the dragon corpse on the ground, his expression frozen in a daze. He then looked up at Su Bai in the sky, who was holding the blood-soaked dragon head.
His Heart Spirit trembled violently!
He couldn’t help but ask.
"Senior! What is your purpose here?"
"To destroy a Dragon Mansion!"