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Chapter 17 The True Ruler of the Stars (Please read on... monthly tickets... recommendation tickets... favorites)
The lake water parted automatically, the powerful water pressure being blocked by an invisible force.

They descended to an unknown depth, where all the light disappeared, plunging them into absolute darkness and silence.

However, an even more ancient and purer, yet clearly weak and broken, vast dragon might, like the heartbeat of a sleeping giant, gradually and heavily pressed down on Ling Han's heart.

Finally, they reached the bottom of the lake.

What lay before me was not darkness, but a strange space enveloped in a soft, silvery-white light.

At the center of the space, a huge silver cocoon of light, composed of the purest life energy, floats.

The surface of the cocoon was covered with dense, spiderweb-like cracks, from which wisps of silvery-purple energy slowly dissipated, carrying a heartbreaking sense of decay.

Within the cocoon of light, a slender, otherworldly figure quietly curled up.

Her long, silvery-purple hair flowed like a galaxy, her exquisite face was so pale it was almost transparent, her long eyelashes covered her tightly closed eyes, and a glaring trace of pale gold blood remained at the corner of her mouth.

Even through the light cocoon, one could feel the unimaginably heavy injuries within her body, like shattered stars.

Silver Dragon King - Gu Yuena!

Around the cocoon of light, like loyal guards, stood several figures exuding overwhelming ferocity:
The 500,000-year-old ferocious beast, Biji, is a jade swan in its true form, elegant and noble, with an intense, vibrant green light flowing around it.

Two hundred thousand years old ferocious beast Zi Ji: Her true form is the Hell Demon Dragon King, with purple hair and purple eyes. Beneath her alluring and charming body lies a deadly aura. Her purple eyes, like those of a venomous snake, are fixed on Ling Han, filled with undisguised vigilance and hostility.

The 400,000-year-old ferocious beast, the Bear King, is a dark gold dinosaur. Its massive, mountain-like body is covered in dark gold fur, and its huge, dark gold claws, which seem capable of tearing through space, gleam with a cold light. It emits a low, threatening roar from its throat, and its fierce gaze is like a tangible blade piercing towards Ling Han.

The 500,000-year-old ferocious beast, the Demon King, is in its true form the Demon Eye Tree. Its appearance is withered and bizarre, with hundreds of strange eyes densely packed on its huge trunk. Each eye exudes a terrifying pressure that twists the spirit and probes the soul, silently enveloping Ling Han.

The 280,000-year-old ferocious beast, the Crimson King, is a three-headed Crimson Demon Hound. Its three ferocious heads are lowered, and its six eyes, burning with hellfire, are fixed on the intruder. Its fangs are exposed, and a scorching and violent aura permeates the air.

These ferocious beasts, standing at the pinnacle of soul beasts, intertwined their auras, forming a terrifying force field powerful enough to suffocate any Title Douluo!
All eyes, like cold probes, were focused on Ling Han and on the faintly visible phantom of the Ice Prison Dragon Emperor behind him!

It was filled with scrutiny, hostility, fear, and... a hint of a deep-seated tremor that even they themselves could not understand!

The entire space was eerily silent.

Only the faint yet rhythmic aura emanating from the cocoon of light fluctuated, along with the heavy, oppressive, almost worshipful aura of the surrounding ferocious beasts.

Ling Han felt as if he were in a palace constructed from millennia-old ice and boiling magma. The terrifying pressure and scrutiny surging from all directions were like an invisible millstone, grinding against his nerves.

The green light of life flowing around Brigitte carries compassion, yet also contains unfathomable power.

Zi Ji's purple eyes were like poisoned daggers, coldly cutting into his senses. Xiong Jun's deep roar rolled like muffled thunder in his chest, and his dark golden claws opened and closed slightly, causing the space itself to groan under the weight of the storm.

Hundreds of eerie eyes on the trunk of the Demon King Tree silently rotated, their distorted mental energy field like countless cold, slippery hands, attempting to probe into his spiritual sea.

The six eyes of the Crimson King's three heads burned with hellfire, and the scorching, violent aura almost set him ablaze.

At the center of this terrifying force field, powerful enough to instantly destroy even a Super Douluo.

Ling Han's body tensed slightly. The illusory image of the Ice Prison Dragon Emperor roared silently behind him, radiating an even more refined and profound icy blue dragon might, stubbornly resisting the terrifying pressure coming from all directions.

His face was slightly pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his eyes were unusually firm, showing no sign of backing down.

at this time--

The cocoon of light silently cracked open. However, what was revealed first was not a human form, but a terrifying sight that instantly froze Ling Han's soul!
Through the gaps in the cocoon of light, Ling Han saw it!
It was an unimaginably enormous silver dragon!
The scales are carved like the purest moonlight crystal, flowing with starlight-like luster, containing an indescribable sense of nobility and power.

However, on this flawless dragon body, a huge wound that almost pierced through half of its body grotesquely tore apart this perfection!

The edges of the wound were not a bloody mess, but rather presented a strange, glass-like shattered crack, as if space had been forcibly torn apart!
Deep within the cracks, there was not bright red flesh and blood, but rather a surging, dark red and dark purple intertwined energy that exuded an aura of slaughter, cold judgment, and destruction!
This energy, like a maggot clinging to a bone, constantly eroded the surrounding silver dragon scales and flesh, and one could even faintly hear the subtle moans of being worn away!
Strands of pale golden divine blood, like shattered gold dust, were slowly dissipating and evaporating from this terrifying wound, carrying away the immense life essence!
'Asura Demon Sword!!!'

A name exploded in Ling Han's mind like a thunderclap!
As a time traveler, he instantly recognized the unique and terrifying aura lingering on the wound!
That chillingly cold power of slaughter and judgment, that domineering edge that tears through space and severs everything—what else could it be but the divine weapon of the Asura God, the enforcer of the divine realm?!

[Ding! Residual divine-level law energy detected: Asura Divine Power (highly compatible with host's cognition)! Warning: Extremely dangerous!]

The system's notification sound was like a cold confirmation, making Ling Han's heart almost stop beating!

He never expected that Gu Yuena's injuries would be so severe, and that it was a fatal blow directly from the God of Asura! The severity of the injury far exceeded his imagination!
Immediately afterwards, silver light flowed, and the huge and scarred dragon body quickly became ethereal and shrank.

As the light faded, a figure gracefully stepped out.

Her long, silvery-purple hair fell naturally like a flowing galaxy.

Her stunningly beautiful face was tinged with a sickly pallor, but her deep, silver eyes, as vast as a galaxy and as wise as those that had seen through eternity, exuded an unassailable majesty.

Her figure was slender and perfect, and her posture was as upright as a pine tree, as if the horrifying wound from before was just an illusion.

However, the heavy and oppressive aura that permeated her body, like shattered stars, and the trace of pain from the depths of her soul that she could not hide between her brows (the pain caused by the erosion of the Asura God Power).

They all silently testified to the existence of that horrific injury. She was like a female warrior returning from the ashes, carrying shattered glory and an indomitable will.

(End of this chapter)