Transmigrating into a dragon clan experimental subject, is that even possible?

Tian's gaze remained fixed on the crack ahead. He didn't immediately answer Lu Mingfei, but his brows furrowed slightly, as if he were pondering something important. He could sense the power hidden deep underground; the intense pressure made every nerve in his body tense.

“There is indeed something stirring,” Tian finally spoke, his tone calm yet tinged with coldness. “This sealing point is not the ultimate core of the dragon race’s power; it is merely the tip of the iceberg we are facing.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei's face turned even paler. "The tip of the iceberg?" He couldn't help but widen his eyes. "You mean... there's something even stronger waiting for us?"

Chu Zihang remained calm, the blade in his hand trembling slightly, a faint crackling of lightning flashing across its edge. He knew the battle was far from over; the power emanating from the ancient dragon race was far more terrifying than the ruins before him.

“What we have seen is merely a harbinger of their true power,” Chu Zihang said in a low voice, his tone firm and his gaze icy. “The power of the dragons has long surpassed everything we know. They are not merely guarding the seal, but waiting for the right moment… to revive.”

His words were like a heavy stone, pressing down on everyone's hearts. Despite having experienced countless battles, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but shiver.

Caesar stood aside, quietly watching the other three. Although he still had that confident smile on his lips, his expression revealed a hint of undisguised tension.

He shrugged slightly. "I knew it wouldn't be that simple. Every battle we've fought has just been a prelude; the real show is yet to come." A cold glint flashed in his eyes in the night, as if he were already prepared for an even greater crisis.

Lu Mingfei swallowed hard, unable to resist turning back to glance at the collapsed remnants of the seal. Despite the victory, a sense of defeat still lingered. An immense pressure seemed to hang over his head, threatening to cause the entire world to crumble at any moment.

“This is a damn feeling,” he muttered to himself, trying to pull himself together, though the fear inside him was still overwhelming.

The cold in the air grew increasingly biting, and the wind howled in from afar, carrying endless sand and dust. The boulder trembled slightly, and fine pebbles rolled onto the ground, as if something deep within the earth was gradually awakening.

"We must remain vigilant." Tian broke the silence, the light in his golden eyes so cold it was hard to look directly at him. He gripped his twin pistols tightly, his gaze fixed on the crack. "The energy fluctuations in this area are still intensifying; the dragon's power has not completely disappeared."

Chu Zihang nodded, his blade slightly raised, lightning crackling across its edge. He was ready to fight again at any moment. "We need to retreat as soon as possible, but we can't let our guard down."

Caesar chuckled softly, his twin pistols still gripped in his hands, a flippant smile playing on his lips, tinged with a touch of nonchalant arrogance. "Looks like tonight won't be so boring," he raised an eyebrow, his tone relaxed yet tinged with tension, "I'm actually looking forward to it." His gaze remained fixed on the crack that flickered with a faint purple light.

"What exactly are you expecting?" Lu Mingfei glanced at him irritably, feeling a surge of inexplicable annoyance. Despite facing an unknown threat, Caesar could still maintain such a relaxed demeanor.

“A sense of danger,” Caesar chuckled, his eyes still fixed ahead. “I enjoy pushing my limits, and this is clearly a good opportunity.”

"Madman," Lu Mingfei muttered under his breath, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. Although he knew Caesar was always confident, in this situation, his arrogance made him feel somewhat disgusted.

However, at that moment, a low tremor came from the ground again, the pebbles bounced more and more noticeably, and the surrounding air suddenly became more oppressive, as if some invisible force was approaching.

"They're here," Tian said in a low voice, his golden eyes narrowing slightly. He pointed his twin pistols at the crack again, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

From the depths of a distant valley, a deep roar suddenly echoed, shaking the entire land. The sound seemed to come from ancient times, carrying endless anger and resentment, reverberating through the valley and sending chills down one's spine. The purple light within the crack suddenly flickered, growing ever brighter, as if something was breaking through the earth.

Lu Mingfei's face turned deathly pale instantly, his heart nearly stopped beating, he gripped his weapon tightly, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "Could it be..." His voice trembled, unable to form a complete sentence.

Caesar's smile faded, replaced by a serious expression. He cocked both pistols and grinned. "Looks like the real excitement tonight is just beginning."

Chu Zihang calmly gripped the knife, the power of lightning dancing on its blade. He glanced sideways at the sky, "Is the target clear?"

Tian nodded, his cold light almost piercing the darkness. "That's right, prepare for battle."

The four entered battle mode once more. The wind continued to howl, and a massive black shadow vaguely appeared at the crack in the distance. As the purple light intensified, the aura of the dragons enveloped the entire valley, and the oppressive feeling pressed in like a tangible force.

The silence in the valley was broken, a new battle was about to begin, and they had no way out.

The purple light grew brighter within the cracks, as if some kind of seal was being gradually torn apart. Each member of the four-person team could feel the energy in the air churning instantly, the oppressive atmosphere reaching its limit.

"Watch out! It's coming out!" Tian shouted, cocking his twin pistols, the light in his golden eyes growing even sharper. His pistols were pointed at the center of the crack, ready to fight at any moment.

Lu Mingfei's heart pounded wildly, his tension almost suffocating. His palms were soaked with cold sweat, and he involuntarily took a step back. Although he had experienced many battles, the aura of the dragon he was facing now was far stronger than ever before.

"Damn it, what is this thing?" Lu Mingfei cursed under his breath, trying to steady his trembling hands.

“We don’t have time to think about what it is, we just have to take it down first,” Caesar said coldly, raising his twin pistols slightly. The smile on his lips vanished, replaced by focus and the excitement of battle. “Whatever it is, it will fall here eventually.”

The ground trembled more violently, and the dark shadows in the cracks gradually became clearer, as if some enormous being was slowly awakening. Purple light illuminated the entire valley, and even the starlight in the sky seemed to pale in comparison. The aura of the dragons filled every inch of air, making it suffocating.

"What is that?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, his voice filled with barely suppressed fear. He saw it—the dark shadow—a colossal creature whose body almost covered half the valley, its scales shimmering with purple runes, its eyes like two burning crimson flames, filled with destructive fury.

"This is the power of the dragon race's resurgence," Chu Zihang said coldly, his gaze icy. His blade emitted a low rumble of thunder, the power of lightning already filling its edge.

As the enormous dragon shadow slowly rose from the crack, the oppressive feeling in the air instantly reached its limit, as if the surrounding space was being distorted by this powerful force.

“It’s far more powerful than the previous guardians…” Lu Mingfei’s voice began to tremble; he could hardly believe what he was seeing.

Tian's gaze remained fixed on the giant dragon, his golden eyes flashing like cold blades. He quickly analyzed his opponent's movements, searching for any possible weaknesses.

“The true power of the dragons has awakened,” Tian said calmly, his voice carrying an undeniable determination. “We must destroy its rune core before it fully revives, otherwise we simply cannot defeat it head-on.”

"Do you know its weakness?" Caesar raised his twin pistols, his voice still carrying that familiar flippancy, but this time his expression held a hint of caution.

“Not yet.” Tian’s answer was brief and decisive. His twin pistols began to move slowly, following the dragon’s every move. “But I can feel that its runic power is increasing, and our chances are getting smaller and smaller.”

"Then we have no choice but to take a gamble." Chu Zihang gripped his knife tightly, took a light step, and leaped into the air. The blade, carrying the power of lightning, aimed straight at the dragon's neck. His speed was as fast as lightning; he was almost upon the dragon's vitals in the blink of an eye.

The dragon let out a deafening roar, the runes in the air bursting forth with light. Its enormous wings unfurled, swooping down on Chu Zihang with devastating force. Lightning crackled against the blade, but failed to penetrate the dragon's scales completely. The blade struck the scales, producing a piercing metallic clang, and the powerful recoil jolted Chu Zihang, sending him flying.