Chapter 1 The Howl of Dragons

Ten thousand dragons roared in unison, as if worshipping the Dragon King.

The world was filled with the might of dragons. On the earth, soil, wind, grass, trees, and spiritual energy soared into the sky, seemingly infected by the dragon's aura and transformed into dragons.

Heaven and earth fell silent.

In the sky, on the earth, inside and outside the formation, in the mountains, countless people looked up, dumbstruck.

Even the previous sight of ten thousand dragons soaring could not compare to the shock brought by this giant dragon.

Its eyes were like stars and moons, opening them brought daylight, illuminating a patch of bright yellow beneath tens of thousands of miles of dark clouds, like a great sun falling to the earth, sublimating to the extreme.

The whistling wind that swept across tens of thousands of miles was the hot breath exhaled from its nostrils, and the strands hanging down for thousands of miles, resembling the wild dance of the Milky Way, were insignificant whiskers on its lowered dragon head.

An invisible aura filled the sky and the earth, cold and肃杀 (su sha - stern and lethal), sacred and magnificent.

Its expression, majesty, and bearing were incredibly similar to the spirit of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon that surrounded the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower!

Aside from color and size, they were almost identical!

"Such majesty, demeanor, and bearing..."

In the sky, Yuan Duxiu, bathed in dragon blood, saw the giant dragon that blotted out the sky, and his heart stirred with a strange brilliance.

Compared to it, the myriad dragon species were simply too far apart, even those few Void Shattering-level dragons could not compare.

Even more terrifying was that this old dragon was incredibly compatible with the Primordial Heavenly Dragon's spirit on the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower.

This was certainly not enough for it to be recognized as the master of the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower, but it could explain why this old dragon, and the approaching dragon army, had not triggered a reaction from the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower!

Because the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower had not fully recovered, and what was currently awakened was only a trace of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon's aura.

Humans kill humans, and dragons devour dragons.

But the Primordial Heavenly Dragon was of the dragon race's imperial lineage. This old dragon was of the same race, and unless it actively provoked the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower, it would not be suppressed by it!

"A Guiyi True Dragon! Truly an old dragon at the level of a marquis!"

Zhao Zhen, Chu Yunyang, Qu Yun, Miao Meng, Zhu Gong, and other Void Shattering-level experts all narrowed their eyes, their expressions changing as they recognized the profound dragon might permeating the world.

This was an old dragon at the level of a marquis!

The Guiyi realm was called the Marquis level because, upon reaching this realm, everything learned, whether it be cultivation techniques, divine powers, blood energy, or even individual realms,

all returned to one.

It had already condensed into a complete system, and every move possessed world-shaking power!

The Marquis-level spiritual treasures that countless cultivators dreamed of could only be fully awakened in their hands, and even the King-level spiritual treasures could display their true might!

An old dragon at the Marquis level with a powerful bloodline, carrying the dragon race's treasure, the 'Royal Zenith Dragon God Armor,' this was almost an unshakable, peerless power!

In the current Eastern Continent, only the 'foundation' that might exist within the three great sacred grounds could resist this old dragon!

Despair!

At this moment, even the many Cave Heaven cultivators present felt their breathing stagnate, their hearts weighed down by a great stone, giving rise to endless oppression.

The Guanglong Supreme was not only recognized as one of the Ten Great Heavenly Venerates of all time because he pioneered the 'Qi Consumption' and 'Outer World' steps, which lowered the threshold for cultivation.

It was also because the Nine Realms and Ten Steps he compiled became increasingly impossible to overcome realms later on, and not only did it apply to the human race, but it also adapted to all races!

"This dragon... is undergoing ancestral reversion..."

In a daze, Yuan Duxiu heard Mu Longcheng's voice in his mind: "If you can bathe in this dragon's blood, you might have a chance to be recognized as the master of the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower!"

"Bathe in dragon blood?"

Yuan Duxiu smiled wryly in his heart and did not answer. His gaze fell on the dragon army and the old dragon in the sky, and his heart wavered slightly.

Although his Myriad Dharma Four Tribulations Heart Saint Art was a success, and his body's micro-particles had evolved into true dragons, his physical strength was not inferior to any Cave Heaven great power.

But wanting to resist this old dragon was still impossible, let alone bathe in dragon blood.

"A Marquis True Dragon, no one here can match it. Only by escaping into the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower is there a chance of survival. You must follow Miao Meng closely..."

Mu Longcheng was the calmest of everyone, and his voice had no fluctuations.

"Miao Meng will not abandon these disciples and escape alone."

Yuan Duxiu shook his head: "Teacher, you don't understand her."

He knew very well what kind of person Miao Meng was. Although she was a woman, she was extremely strong.苟且偷生 (gou qie tou sheng - living in degradation) was impossible for her.

"The true elites of the Myriad Dharma Tower are only a few, these disciples are just韭菜 (jiu cai - chives/cannon fodder), no one will care. If this calamity is avoided, a new batch can be pulled in again in less than a thousand years..."

Mu Longcheng's voice was indifferent: "It is you who do not understand people's hearts."

Yuan Duxiu was silent.

In the Myriad Dharma Tower for thirty years, he certainly knew the essence of these sects and sacred grounds, which was to use the power of ten thousand weaklings to support the cultivation of the strong.

Whether it was the dozens of dynasties controlled by the Myriad Dharma Tower, or the hundreds of thousands of inner and outer disciples, they were all just tools for the group of people sitting at the top.

The true essence of the Myriad Dharma Tower had never been the majority.

Miao Meng was not that kind of person, but at that time, she might not have a choice...

"As expected, there is a Marquis-level dragon!"

In the hidden void, the black-robed old man's heart shook, and he completely extinguished the intention to attack.

A Marquis-level dragon was definitely one of the strongest among its peers. Not to mention that he had not yet broken through that threshold, even if he had, he might not be his opponent.

"The future Heaven-Reaching True Dragon, Ao Guang... really appeared."

Qi Cang's heart was also fluctuating. This dragon was also famous in his previous life.

The future great world was not only the great world of the human race, but also the great world of all races. Even if the human race took the lead, but excluding that one who left everyone else behind,

they did not truly occupy an absolute advantage.

Among the myriad races, there were many strong individuals, and this old dragon was one of them, but what he was most talked about was not his strength.

But his identity...

"Human race... Myriad Dharma Tower... Zhen Dong Army...霸世皇庭 (Ba Shi Huang Ting - Overlord Emperor Court)... Since that 'Overlord Emperor' seized the fortune of heaven and earth, heroes of the human race have emerged endlessly, truly making us envious..."

The old dragon lowered his eyes like the sun and moon in the sky, his divine light filling the heavens and the earth. His sound waves were neither high nor low, but they caused tens of thousands of miles of mountains to shake, and the earth trembled like a giant drum being beaten by an ancient god.

His indifferent and cold eyes swept across the void, across Miao Meng, Qu Yun, Zhao Zhen, Chu Yunyang...

"But there is no constant strength, no constant height.盛极而衰 (sheng ji er shuai - extreme prosperity is followed by decline), 过犹不及 (guo you bu ji - going too far is as bad as not going far enough). With the human race taking eight tenths of the heaven and earth's fortune, how can they be allowed to monopolize it?!"

Finally, his gaze fell on the Myriad Dragon Boat, with a hint of heartache and sorrow:

"Blood debts must be paid in blood!"

A dragon's roar resounded.

He was not speaking to anyone, but rather chanting to himself.

But with just this one chant, the heavens and the earth, and tens of thousands of miles of land, all emitted unbearable moans, the mountains shook, and the earth cracked.

The great formation shrouded inside and outside the Myriad Dharma Tower's mountain gate trembled, and the array light that burst out suddenly intensified!

The Myriad Dharma Tower had never had a Supreme, but it had had a King-level expert. Even with the weakening of time, the King-level formation was still incomparably strong.

It forcibly resisted this Nine Heavens Dragon Roar, preventing it from镇杀 (zhen sha - suppressing and killing) the disciples with low cultivation in the sect.

But everyone in the sky did not have this good fortune.

"Ah!"

Accompanied by the rising and falling of thousands of screams, the true disciples and elders of the Myriad Dharma Tower in the sky, as well as the experts sent by the various sects and sacred grounds,

fell from the sky like dumplings, as if struck by lightning!

With just one roar, its power was already so great!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~

Hurricanes rose from the land and soared into the sky, sweeping across three thousand miles east and west, creating lasting ripples in the void like a world-destroying storm.

The blood energy of Miao Meng, Zhu Gong, Qu Yun, and others who were not shaken down by the dragon's roar in the sky was blown somewhat erratically.

Their faces were extremely solemn.

They looked at the dragon claw that was pressing down, covering the sky and the sun, like the sky collapsing, at the same time as the dragon's roar resounded!

This dragon claw was incredibly huge. Each scale on its claw was like a large lake, and each knuckle was like a continuous mountain range.

As it pressed down horizontally, the spiritual energy of tens of thousands of miles seemed to be emptied in an instant.

The world seemed to have become an absolute vacuum!

Compared to the dragon's roar, the pressing of this dragon claw seemed silent, but everyone who saw this dragon claw could not help but feel a tremor in their hearts.

They only felt endless darkness rolling up from their hearts, wanting to drown all courage and spirit.

Killing people, but also诛心 (zhu xin - execute the heart)!

"Old mud loach, how dare you be so rampant!"

With a low shout, Qu Yun stepped out again!

Bang!

The sealed void was shattered in an instant, and the blood energy around Qu Yun burned.

The surging blood energy and domineering fist intent boiled and stirred in his limbs, torso, bones, internal organs, and even every tiny place!

As he took a step, his armored body swelled up. It seemed that only a moment had passed, but it seemed to have swelled dozens of times!

As the fiery cloak fluttered, his fist was like amethyst gold, tearing the void, shattering the spiritual energy, and rushing towards the old dragon like a moth to a flame:

"Kill!!!"

"He's crazy!"

Zhao Zhen's eyes narrowed, and his figure moved as he was about to retreat.

While retreating, he did not forget to remind Chu Yunyang: "Third Young Master, we have no friendship with this Myriad Dharma Tower. Coming forward to this point is already enough to fulfill the duty of kinship. It's time to go!"

"Good!"

But Chu Yunyang turned a deaf ear. Seeing Qu Yun roaring into the sky,

he also shouted loudly, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fingers, raising his fists together like two dragons ascending to the sky. The ferocious knuckle duster on the index finger of his right hand burst out with blood-colored fire.

The aura of a Marquis-level spiritual treasure revived in an instant.

Added to this fist mark, accompanied by the boiling blood energy and激荡 (ji dang - surging) firelight, he also met the old dragon!

Of course, he didn't want to fight this old dragon.

But Qu Yun, who came from the Eastern Continent, dared to take action. How could he, a direct descendant of the Overlord Emperor Court and the brother of the current Empress, show cowardice?

How could he possibly flee without a fight?!

For him, that was almost the same as death. If he fled at this time and returned to Central Continent, his younger sister would dare to抽死 (chou si - whip to death) him alive!

"Your friendship, our Myriad Dharma Tower will definitely remember!"

Miao Meng let out a long roar.

Her red clothes fluttered, and the Myriad Dragon Boat burned and boiled, but it was slow to move, as if it was extremely resistant to take action, which made her face change.

"Sect Leader!"

Zhu Gong let out a low roar: "Give me the Myriad Dragon Boat, you quickly take the True Disciples and retreat into the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower!"

Bang!

But what responded to him was a red sleeve that cut through the sky like a flowing cloud.

Miao Meng knocked him flying for a hundred miles with one blow, along with the Guardian and Transmission Elders of the Myriad Dharma Tower!

"As the Sect Leader, how can I lead the retreat? The three of you quickly transfer the disciples. I'll see if this old mud loach is invincible!"

The bells shook the sky, and her red clothes were like fire.

Miao Meng's blood energy burned, her divine power surged, and she rose to her feet, soaring into the sky like the moon. She raised her arms, like a phoenix spreading its wings, and let out a phoenix cry that shocked the clouds:

叱 (chi)!

Yin-yang harmonization was a deeper level of dual cultivation than the unity of spirit and flesh.

She and Yuan Duxiu had yin-yang united, and the two were truly honest with each other. Yuan Duxiu obtained the secret of the Myriad Dharma Tower from her, and she obtained the mutated 'Myriad Dharma Four Tribulations Heart Saint Art'.

She cultivated the 'Taiyin Myriad Phoenix Fist'!

This phoenix cry moved the nine heavens, and a bright moon hung in the air, osmanthus trees bloomed, and a silver-white divine phoenix soared into the sky, waving its wings and bursting out with an extremely brilliant blow!

"Miao Meng!"

Yuan Duxiu's heart tightened.

But at this time, there were only a few people standing in the sky. The three Supreme Elders retreated, and Miao Meng, Qu Yun, and Chu Yunyang met the old dragon.

Standing in mid-air was only him, and thousands of dragons that were eyeing him covetously and pouncing ferociously!

Once again, he felt powerless again.

He could only roar and burst out his blood energy and divine power, rushing into the dragon horde to kill without restraint!

Huff~

Qi Cang spat out a mouthful of turbid air. The flames of war were most likely to ignite the cruelty in people's hearts, and he couldn't help but restrain himself.

Bang!!

Like a meteor falling to the ground, like a god striking the sky.

Between the low and high collision sounds, the three people in the sky flew out together, scattering blood for thousands of miles, like falling stars, smashing a mountain.

Large patches of smoke rose like mushroom clouds, rising thousands of feet into the air.

The old dragon hummed indifferently, the dragon claw only had a slight tremor, and then pressed down again, as if to crush tens of thousands of miles of mountains together:

"Just ants."

Rumble!

Suddenly, at this moment, a figure swept across from a distance at a rapid speed, his physique was as strong as a mountain, and his speed was extremely fast.

This swept across the air, leaving a sonic boom cloud of several thousand miles long behind him.

Earth-shattering.

It also attracted the attention of the old dragon, Qi Cang, and the three of Qu Yun who rose from the dust.

"Who is it?!"