Destiny is ashes

Chapter 1064 Mysterious Imperial Blood (34)

"The Ancestral Dragon Saint Venerable, and Anjing..."

Duan Chenguang muttered to himself, his bright eyes reflecting the sacred and majestic figure. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was An Jing who had received the inheritance of the Ancestral Dragon, or the Ancestral Dragon Saint Venerable reappearing in the world through An Jing's body.

At this moment, the little candle dragon Feng Boye and the mysterious figure, who were directly facing this oppressive aura, felt it most acutely.

"So powerful... even stronger than Emperor Zhulong..." Feng Boye murmured softly, her golden dragon eyes filled with shock and awe.

As a descendant of Zhulong, she could clearly perceive the essence of that power—a state that transcended mere 'potential infinity' and reached 'perfection,' a true 'Dao Yi' that she had never seen before.

This is a realm that even our fathers and grandfathers haven't reached; they're still a step behind...

Beside her, after a brief moment of disorientation and shock, the mysterious figure's face hardened with unwavering resolve. Without hesitation, he abruptly pulled a talisman from his robes, its light shimmering with distorted brilliance, causing the power of spacetime to surge forth instantly.

The figure clearly intended to flee this place immediately, disregarding everything!

However, An Jing simply turned his head to the side.

At the same time, the majestic figure that emerged from the ancestral dragon's scales also turned its gaze over.

In an instant, countless laws and principles were reconstructed, and spacetime was frozen. The distorted void surrounding the mysterious figure was forcibly smoothed and restored by an even greater, more unstoppable, and more unassailable force.

Yet, under this absolute suppression, the talisman unleashed a power that was also not of this world, transcendent and otherworldly. It forcibly tore open a barely perceptible crack, and the figure vanished without a trace in an instant.

A hint of surprise emanated from the Ancestral Dragon's will: "[It's actually Jin Yuantian! I can't withstand Jin Yuantian's power... That's a creation left behind by the ancient Immortal Huaixu!]"

But An Jing saw it. Just before the figure disappeared, the causal fog that shrouded his face was dispelled by the divine power of the Ancestral Dragon, revealing his true appearance.

Black hair and golden eyes.

That incredibly young face bore a striking resemblance to You Ruhui.

It's imperial blood... This level of power, knowing so many secrets, even originating from the farthest heavens, and able to escape from the will of the Ancestral Dragon... Could it be...?

An Jing frowned deeply, and an almost impossible yet perfectly reasonable answer emerged: "The young emperor of this generation... Emperor Xuantian?"

Meanwhile, the outside world.

The catastrophe has come to an end.

The will of the Great Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Decay, completely devoured the heavens and the earth. Above the sky of the Void Realm, everything was plunged into unprecedented darkness, as if the entire heavens were aging, sighing, and marching toward final decay.

The sun and moon no longer shine, and all the stars have disappeared. Eternal night has descended, and the only source of light in the world is the ominous red glow emanating from the boundless, surging sea of ​​blood.

For the billions of living beings in the world, this is undoubtedly the darkest hour.

But... after the darkest hour comes the dawn.

At this moment, the Divine One Sect Master and the Blood Sea Celestial Venerable, standing in the center of the sea of ​​blood, had already sensed that something was wrong.

Within the Realm of Radiant Scales, all communication has been lost!

At this moment, the God One Sect Master had no time to care about the face of his avatar being shattered by a single punch. He was almost astonished as he sensed that all the 'sand' he had infiltrated within the Scale Realm was being cleared away. Whether it was the traitor from Huai Xu or the 'puppet' from the Great Wilderness, all his backup plans were disappearing at an incredible speed.

[Damn it, is the plan going to fail?] However, this was actually within His expectations.

Is that strange? Actually, it's not.

As a martial artist, as the supreme martial artist of the Huai Xu Realm, and the current Heavenly Venerable, even if the chance of success is only one percent, it is a gamble worth trying for Shen Yi, who yearns to go further.

However, He believed that His series of operations were almost perfect—the other Heavenly Sects restrained and entangled each other, giving Him the opportunity to break free; the Heavenly Demon had also been suppressed by the Shangxuan Sect's demon-eliminating actions; and the Lianzhen Dao and Zulong Palace, which could compete with Him for authority, were also severely damaged and completely tied down by Him through the Shangxuan Sect.

Yes, the conflict between the Shangxuan Sect and the Lianzhen Path was caused by His betrayal in secret!
Theoretically speaking, apart from the final step—becoming the "last surviving Celestial Venerable Imprint" and seizing the Ancestral Dragon Scale—the God One Cult Leader had completed all other steps perfectly.

But why?! It was in this theoretically simplest final step that He was so easily defeated, kicked out of the game in one fell swoop!

This is impossible!

Filled with an extreme rage of helplessness, the God One Cult Leader gritted his teeth. He let out a long roar that pierced the heavens and earth, his body surging with crimson light, and began the most frenzied and reckless [Devouring Heaven and Earth], his power expanding endlessly.

At the same time, the power of the Heavenly Decay descended from the pitch-black sky. The eroded sun and moon completely transformed into two black holes that devoured everything, and together with the boundless sea of ​​blood, they frantically approached the direction of the Radiant Scale Realm.

—Since I can't seize it secretly from within, I'll just take it by force!
Instantly, an incomparably violent force pushed away the four dragon gods who were locked in combat, and pushed away all the other celestial beings who tried to approach. Space and time were shattered, laws were disrupted, and even the power extending from the other side of the Great Wilderness Realm was crushed and pushed away by this destructive tide.

They will confront the Scaled Realm and launch their final attack.

But, it's this time.

They saw the light.

The radiance of the First Dragon.

An endless, boundless radiance, forming a purple-blue dragon of cosmic light, had somehow already begun to hover above the Realm of Radiant Scales.

His body continued to expand, expand, and expand again, until the Scale Realm, which had once been controlled by the Blood Sea Celestial Venerable, appeared as small as a dragon pearl, or a real scale, against the backdrop of his body.

A body that carries the world, a scale that bears witness to history.

The light and shadow of the First Dragon, with a compassionate yet majestic posture, looked down upon the sweeping sea of ​​blood and darkness.

Why bother, knowing full well this isn't the right path, yet still clinging to a侥幸 mentality?

The colossal dragon of cosmic light spoke softly, lowering its gaze to look down upon the world swallowed by the sea of ​​blood and darkness.

In an instant, the Blood Sea Celestial Venerable, who was still locked in battle with the Four Seasons Dragon Gods and imprisoning the entire Zhaolin Realm, suddenly trembled without warning and then vanished like wisps of smoke.

From the perspective of an ordinary being, the giant blood-red hand would simply appear to have vanished into thin air. But from the perspective of a Celestial Venerable, one would be astonished to witness a scene that transcends time and space—the Blood Sea Celestial Venerable was ignited by that gaze and utterly incinerated from the very foundation of his existence!

All traces He left behind in the past, and all possibilities that He might have created in the future, were completely erased from the river of time by this one glance. Even if the most exquisite method of cosmic light were used to project the past and future, there would be no possibility of resurrection!
He exists only in memory, but no longer in time!

And the Great Heavenly Demon, Tian Shuai, who had eroded the sun and moon, was directly fixed in place by this gaze.

He did not dissipate, but fell into a more terrifying eternity—His existence was stripped of the vector of 'forward flow of time,' and from then on existed only in this moment, but could never go to the next moment of time!

In the blink of an eye, the sources of the two great calamities were easily suppressed.

(End of this chapter)