I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 504. He got up.
Xia Feng clearly sensed that his dragon spirit blood was boiling, and the Dragon God Token engraved deep in his soul was also flickering and disappearing as a result.

A strange chill and sense of oppression washed over Xia Feng, and he had a premonition of it.

This is a very ancient and sacred dragon king who is about to awaken!
He released the seal on his five senses and then discovered that the entire earth seemed to be shaking.

It was as if the earth had turned upside down, tearing countless fissures and canyons into the endless snowfield.

If you looked down from the sky, the snowfields stretching for thousands of miles were cracking and crumbling. With a roar that sounded like a dragon's roar from the ancient heavens, the snowfields collapsed instantly.

Countless ferocious dragon corpses lying prostrate on the snowfield fell into the cracked earth's crust, tumbling back into the graveyard of all living beings, littered with filth and mangled limbs.

"Boom!"

Mountains crumbled and the earth split open, magma erupted from deep within the earth's crust, as if in an apocalyptic scene. Something seemed to have turned over beneath the earth's crust, and then—

He was about to throw off the covers and get up.

The dragon corpses surrounding Xia Feng and Jiang Qiu'e all fell into the abyss. Xia Feng spread his Vermilion Bird Fire Wings, barely maintaining his balance while holding Jiang Qiu'e, and looked up.

At the edge of the snowfield, the majestic snow-capped mountain that once stood between heaven and earth began to sway slowly from side to side, like a head, as the earth shook.

The shaking was so intense that it was imperceptible to the naked eye, but Xia Feng could see it clearly; it was definitely the head of a creature!
Like an avalanche, countless waves of snow rolled down from the mountaintop, and soon, the outline of the snow-capped mountain gradually took on the shape of a dragon's head.

However, He seemed to be lying on His back, face up. Then He turned over, and the snow-covered ground began to tremble and undulate again.

As the grotesque white bone claws emerged from the Tomb of All Living Beings and found a foothold on the snowfield, the vast snowfield seemed to be torn apart like a thick cotton blanket, with snowflakes filling the sky.

Using the point of leverage, the snow-capped mountain standing between heaven and earth finally lifted up, shaking off layers of snow waves and completely transforming into a dragon head, reaching above the clouds and covering the sky.

The no-fly zone rules seem to have been easily broken because of this Dragon King's actions.

Xia Feng flapped his fiery wings and carried Jiang Qiu'e into the sky, leaving His bedside.

The world was empty except for a hideous dragon head that blotted out the sky, gazing eastward, with a holy, eerie green flame flickering within its hollow bone frame.

Even though only a skeleton remained, jagged and grotesque, it was still pale and eerily beautiful, like a demon imprisoned for ten thousand years by the gods of heaven and Fengdu, who had finally broken free of the iron chains of the celestial river and the underworld spring, and awakened from the long flow of time, ten thousand years or even longer.

He gazed silently at heaven and earth, looking out at this desolate world.

Xia Feng sensed something and looked down. He saw a faint blue light emerging from the already shattered hill beneath his feet.

The streak of blue light shot into the sky in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the center of the snow mountain dragon's brow.

The seemingly lifeless, colossal beast of the starry sky suddenly came to life and opened its eyes.

A gigantic azure gate appeared between His brows, and His holy azure vertical pupil glanced at the earth from the center of the gate.

Xia Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he realized that an old man with a full head of white hair was reflected in them.

The old man was dressed in a simple blue robe made in ancient times. His face looked no different from that of an ordinary person, but the two rugged horns on his forehead and his indifferent, holy blue vertical pupils indicated that he was extraordinary.

Before Xia Feng could react, the old man raised his palm and struck directly at his brow. But after a pale light flashed across Xia Feng's brow, the old man's holy eyes narrowed slightly, and his palm stopped less than a millimeter in front of Xia Feng's brow before he quickly withdrew his hand and retreated.

"Old Dragon King, what's gotten into you now?!"

Jiang Qiu'e hadn't expected this person to suddenly make a move. She frowned, about to reprimand him, but to her surprise, something else happened.

The old man retreated to the giant blue gate, staring at Xia Feng thoughtfully for a while with his vertical pupils, before slowly stroking his beard and looking at her. His aged voice was tinged with laughter, "Ahem, I'm getting old, and I just like to do things that scare people."

"However, Nine-Tails, the young man you brought seems to have a very extraordinary background."

Someone of extraordinary status?

Jiang Qiu'e was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xia Feng with a puzzled expression. The old Dragon King was highly respected and of noble status among the dragons, and it was worthy of the old Dragon King's acknowledgment of his extraordinary abilities.
Thinking of this, her heart skipped a beat.

She did know that Xia Feng's dragon blood level was very high, and it was very likely that he had the bloodline of the Dragon God!
But judging from the old Dragon King's attitude now, it seems that it's not as simple as just the Dragon God's bloodline.

After all, there are many ways to obtain dragon blood. It could be a half-dragon who gets a chance by chance, a believer of the dragon god who is blessed by the gods, or even a dragon god's agent?
She had initially thought Xia Feng was just a lucky guy who had accidentally obtained the Dragon God's bloodline, but now she realized it wasn't that simple.

While Jiang Qiu'e was lost in thought, Xia Feng silently thought to himself, "Sure enough, this woman really is the Nine-Tailed Star Goddess herself."

It must have been quite a hardship for the dignified Nine-Tailed Star Goddess to condescend to serve in the Black Moon Church as a mere saintess.

Of course, what Xia Feng is more worried about now is, who is this old Dragon King? Is he friend or foe to Miss Evil Dragon?
However, judging from the situation, they are all big shots from the dragon race, so they should be allies, right?

While pondering, Xia Feng used the will of the bee swarm to politely inquire of Jiang Qiu'e: "Great and beautiful Nine-Tailed Star Lord, what's the situation now? And who is this old dragon? Aren't we here to find the relics of the gods?"

Hearing Xia Feng's sudden change in tone and address, Jiang Qiu'e was momentarily taken aback. She glanced at him with her ethereal eyes and said, "Arrogant at first, then obsequious. Such petty behavior. A coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong."

"Jiang Qiu'e, I've been too kind to you." Xia Feng glared at him with dead fish eyes. "Hurry up and tell me everything you know."

The familiar, displeased tone returned the scolding, causing Jiang Qiu'e to feel a strange unease. She pursed her lips and explained telepathically.
"This is the [Dragon King Saint Qingboer], whose status among the dragons is second only to the two dragon gods. Due to some reasons, after the gods fell, his soul separated from his dragon remains. The dragon remains, carrying a wisp of remnant soul, fell into the Black Abyss, where the Snowfield consciousness seized the opportunity to attempt to assimilate him."

However, assimilating this most powerful dragon king, who is infinitely close to the dragon god, is not easy; it has been unsuccessful for tens of thousands of years.

A barrage of information flooded into Xia Feng's mind, giving him a headache. He exclaimed in surprise, "Wait, two Dragon Gods?!"

Miss Evil Dragon had never told him about this.

Therefore, he always thought that the title of Dragon God referred specifically to the Pale Empress Si, and that there was only one Dragon God.

One dragon god was enough to make all the gods tremble. But judging from Jiang Qiu'e's words, the dragon race actually has two dragon gods!

Xia Feng was shocked, feeling as if his worldview had been shaken.

Jiang Qiu'e was surprised that Xia Feng didn't even know about this, and explained:
"During the most glorious period of the gods, the dragon race was divided into two major divine lineages: the Pale Dragons and the Abyss Dragons."

The supreme gods corresponding to these two races are the two dragon gods—the Pale Emperor Si and the Abyss Emperor He.

(End of this chapter)