Chapter 8 A Pond of Goldfish? That's a Real Dragon! The entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan kneels!
As the sound faded.
Deep within the Primordial Immortal Court, a golden road stretched out, extending directly to Zhu Zhuqing's feet!
Although he was never seen, his arrogant and condescending attitude, which regarded all living beings as ants, instantly made everyone in the entire Douluo Continent feel suffocated!
Dai Mubai's cursing stopped abruptly. He stared wide-eyed at the golden road and at the figure that was stepping onto the clouds, getting further and further away from him.
An unprecedented sense of insignificance and powerlessness welled up inside me.
He finally realized that what separated him from that mysterious immortal master was not just a world, but a chasm between heaven and earth!
The golden road stretches across the void.
Zhu Zhuqing walked barefoot on the golden light, and with each step, ripples of the Great Dao spread out beneath her feet.
She felt as if she were ascending to heaven.
The concentration of spiritual energy in the surrounding area had reached an outrageous level. With each breath, it was as if thunder was rumbling in her lungs, as high-purity energy was washing over her body.
Level 43, 44, 45...
Just by walking on this path, her soul power was slowly increasing involuntarily!
Meanwhile, on the other side of the sky, the audience of Douluo Continent was terrified by the sights on both sides of the golden road.
Below that golden avenue lies a sea of clouds.
Occasionally, a glimpse of its majestic form emerges from the sea of clouds.
There is a giant Kun, thousands of miles long, rolling in the sea of clouds, and the splashing waves turn into a sky full of stars.
A crimson divine bird, its entire body ablaze with divine fire, circled in the heavens. With a cry, it shattered several withered meteorites.
"Is that the legendary phoenix?!"
Ma Hongjun trembled as he looked at the divine bird.
His proud Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul was now trembling within his body, as if it had encountered its ancestor, the source of its bloodline, and was so frightened that it dared not even let out a flame.
"Are those truly beings from a higher-dimensional world...?"
Zhao Wuji clenched his fist and found that his palms were sweaty.
However, the most terrifying thing was yet to come.
As Zhu Zhuqing reached the end of the golden road and was about to step into the outer area of the Primordial Temple.
She passed by a huge lotus pond.
The pool water was emerald green, and a mystical aura swirled around it.
Several golden carp are playing and swimming among the lotus leaves.
"What a beautiful fish..."
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at it subconsciously.
Just then, one of the golden carp seemed to sense the presence of a living person and suddenly leaped out of the water!
"roar!!"
A dragon's roar resounded, and it was the purest ancient dragon's roar!
The dragon's roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth. The goldfish, no bigger than a palm, leaped out of the water and its body swelled in the wind, transforming into a golden dragon phantom that was a thousand feet long!
The golden dragon's scales were like cast gold, and each scale was engraved with intricate Dao patterns.
It stared at Zhu Zhuqing indifferently, as if scrutinizing an ant.
That terrifying dragon's might, broadcast live from the sky, instantly descended upon the Douluo Continent!
"Boom!"
The territory of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family in the Heavenly Dou Empire.
At that moment, the sect leader Yu Yuanzhen, who was discussing matters in the main hall, and thousands of direct disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan had their martial souls, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus, which was known as the number one beast martial soul in the world, automatically possess them without any control!
Immediately afterwards.
"Snap! Snap!"
That was the sound of a kneecap cracking.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Like dumplings being dropped into a pot, from sect leader Yu Yuanzhen to a six-year-old child who had just awakened his martial soul.
The entire Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, numbering several thousand people, knelt down in unison the instant that dragon's roar resounded!
Even Yu Yuanzhen, a level 95 titled Douluo, was pale-faced, sweating profusely, and his body was pressed tightly to the ground, unable to lift his head at all!
That was the bloodline suppression from the depths of the soul, and the absolute dominance of a true dragon over a lizard!
"A...a real dragon?!"
Yu Yuanzhen's voice trembled, tears and snot streaming down his face:
"I'm a joke. Our family's proud dragon transformation is nothing but a mudfish compared to that fish!"
"That's a real dragon, a true divine beast!"
"And in that celestial court, these true dragons were merely kept in ponds as ornamental fish?!"
Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang was completely dumbfounded. His proud family, the place he dreamed of returning to to prove himself, was now being terrified by a single ornamental fish in the Celestial Court, causing the entire clan to kneel down.
"No, this isn't true."
Yu Xiaogang muttered incoherently, his spirit on the verge of collapse.
And on the Golden Avenue.
The phantom of the five-clawed golden dragon appeared for only a moment before transforming back into a palm-sized goldfish, splashing back into the water, blowing a bubble, and continuing to swim happily.
Zhu Zhuqing was pale and barely managed to keep from kneeling by holding onto the railing.
"Stop looking, that's a cub of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon. The Immortal Lord captured it from the dragon's nest a few years ago to keep it for his amusement."
"If you look again, it might eat you."
A voice transmission came from her ear, and Zhu Zhuqing quickly looked away, lowered her head, and dared not look around again.
Even the ornamental fish are ancient dragonfish...
Just who is that Immortal Lord?!
...
After passing through the lotus pond, Zhu Zhuqing finally arrived at a side hall of the Primordial Temple: the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
This is where she will work from now on.
"Your task now is to clean this sword."
They did not see the legendary immortal lord, but only a faint, ethereal voice came from the depths of the temple, carrying a sense of languor and casualness.
Immediately afterwards.
"Clang!"
A streak of light flew out from the depths of the temple and landed on the sword platform in front of Zhu Zhuqing.
What a sword that was!
The sword is entirely black, as if it were forged from ancient black gold, without any fancy patterns. Only the blade gleams with a chilling light that makes one's heart tremble.
A tattered cloth was casually wrapped around the hilt of the sword.
Although it had been completely suppressed by Jiang Chen, the moment this sword appeared, the entire sky began to distort and blur!
It's as if the very existence of this sword is a violation of the laws of space and time!
Even through the screen, all the weapon spirit masters in Douluo Continent felt their spirits become incredibly hot at this moment, as if they were about to melt!
"Wow, what terrifying sword intent!"
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's Sword Douluo Chen Xin did not kneel this time, but he had completely gone mad.
He stared intently at the sword, tears of blood streaming from his eyes, yet he couldn't bear to blink.
"What kind of sword is that?!"
"If my Seven Kill Sword were to touch it, it would probably shatter instantly!"
The one who was most affected was Tang San.
As a dual-wielder, his second wielder, the Clear Sky Hammer, has always been regarded as his last trump card. It is the number one weapon wielder in the world, a symbol of power and dominance.
But at this moment, looking at the black sword stuck in the sword platform in the sky, Tang San subconsciously summoned the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand.
However, the Haotian Hammer, which was originally jet black and shiny and exuded a heavy aura, looked so rough and even ridiculous when compared to that black sword!
It's like placing a rusty lump of iron next to a beautiful work of art!
"Is this the weapon from that world?" At this moment, Tang San's hands were trembling.
His proud Chaotic Cloak Hammering Technique and his proud Tang Clan Forging Technique were nothing but child's play in front of that sword!
In the scene, Zhu Zhuqing takes a deep breath and walks to the sword platform.
"Wash the sword..."
(End of chapter)