Chapter 99 Gu Changsheng VS Wanlong Nest!
"Is that the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
"Is she feeding that dog?"
This scene made Ning Fengzhi feel as if his heart was being torn apart, yet he also felt a strange sense of relief.
That's for feeding the dogs around the Heavenly Emperor!
As the saying goes, even a seventh-rank official can be found at the prime minister's gate.
Being able to be a keeper for a mythical beast of that level is a blessing that many people would dream of.
And further away, in the clouds.
A golden figure was silently wiping the longsword in his hand.
That is Qian Renxue.
Although she was just an ordinary being in the Heavenly Court, she was now dressed in golden armor, looking heroic and valiant, with fervor in her eyes almost overflowing.
"Finally..."
"Finally, I can follow in his footsteps and conquer this vast world."
The audience of Douluo Continent had extremely mixed feelings.
The once high and mighty young master of Spirit Hall is now just a lowly soldier in another world.
Once a pampered princess of a powerful sect, she is now nothing more than a dog feeder in another world.
But seeing the blissful expressions on their faces, everyone had a sudden realization.
What kind of magic does that man named Gu Changsheng possess in that world?
...
At the same time.
Northern Regions, the Myriad Dragon Nest.
This is an ancient royal family's lair buried deep underground, where nine true dragon veins converge, exuding purple energy and displaying overwhelming dragon might.
When the war drums of the Heavenly Court resounded through the void.
Several enormous creatures, which had been sleeping deep underground, suddenly opened their eyes.
"Roar—"
A dragon's roar shattered the mountains within a radius of ten thousand miles.
Several dragon emperors emerged from the earth. They did not transform into the appearance of ancient human beings, but maintained a half-human, half-dragon form, their bodies covered with indestructible purple-gold dragon scales.
A terrifying aura of imperial power permeated the air, causing the entire Northern Region to tremble.
"Gu Changsheng!"
"What audacity!"
"A mere human holy body, not yet an emperor, dares to invade my royal territory?"
A golden dragon emperor stood proudly in the void, holding a dragon spear in his hand, his tone chilling and piercing.
"Do you really think you can act wildly in front of us just because you've quelled a few minor disturbances?"
"Since he's courting death, then let's grant his wish today!"
Just then.
Deep within the Myriad Dragon Nest, an even more ancient, decaying, yet terrifying aura awakened.
That is the foundation of the Myriad Dragon Nest, a supreme being who severed himself with a sword and sealed away until now.
Nine Heavens Dragon Lord.
Its enormous body was hidden in the chaotic mist, with only two eyes, like blood moons, shining brightly.
"How is the clan's protective formation doing?"
The aged voice was like rusty iron scraping against each other, sending chills down one's spine.
The golden dragon emperor bowed his head respectfully.
"Reporting to the Ancestor, the Myriad Dragons Formation has been activated."
"Even if the emperor himself came, he would not be able to break through in a short time."
"Since Gu Changsheng dares to come, we will make sure he doesn't leave alive!"
The Nine Heavens Dragon Lord let out a strange laugh.
"Hehehe..."
"Good."
"The blood of the Holy Body is the most exquisite delicacy in the world."
"I have been sitting in meditation for too long, and my vital energy is depleted."
It slowly extended a dragon claw that blotted out the sky, its nails gleaming with a chilling light.
His gaze pierced through billions of miles of void, locking onto the figure in a black and gold imperial robe standing before the Lingxiao Palace.
"Today."
"Belongs to the Myriad Dragon Nest."
"Let us drink the holy blood together!"
As its voice faded.
Throughout the entire Myriad Dragon Nest, countless ancient creatures let out frenzied roars.
"Let us drink the holy blood together!"
"Let us drink the holy blood together!"
That soaring killing intent transformed into a tangible cloud of blood, confronting the Heavenly Army from afar.
Flander pushed up his cracked crystal glasses and stared at the terrifying scene in the sky.
The dragon's claws, covering the sky and exuding a terrifying aura that seemed to crush the entire world, could make one feel suffocated even through the heavens.
But he was not afraid.
On the contrary, his stubble-covered, shoehorn-shaped face was filled with smug, ecstatic joy.
"Gangzi, did you see that?"
"That's the Dragon Emperor! That's the Supreme Being!"
"No matter how strong Gu Changsheng is, he is still just a young man. Even if he has a sacred body, he has not become an emperor."
"He's doomed for messing with this ancient monster who's lived for countless millennia!"
Yu Xiaogang sat in a wheelchair, his hands gripping the armrests tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
His stiff face twitched, his eyes were sunken, and he looked neither human nor ghost.
Upon hearing Flander's words, Yu Xiaogang let out a strange laugh.
"Good riddance..."
"Good riddance!"
"This so-called Heavenly Court should have collapsed long ago."
He raised his withered finger and pointed tremblingly at the heavenly army in the sky.
"As soon as Gu Changsheng dies, the Heavenly Court will immediately collapse and its members will scatter."
"At that time, none of those scoundrels who betrayed Douluo Continent and ran off to be their dogs will escape!"
The two exchanged a glance and both saw the resentment in each other's eyes.
So what if Yue Douluo Yue Guan became a god?
So what if Qian Renxue became a Heavenly General?
And then there's Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, who actually fed a dog. She's completely disgraced the Douluo Continent.
"Once the Heavenly Court is destroyed and the wrath of the Myriad Dragon Nest spreads, Yue Guan's level 100 cultivation will be nothing but a joke."
Flander became more and more excited as he spoke, and even started gesturing wildly.
"And Ning Rongrong, that traitor, and Ning Fengzhi, that senile old fool, still thinks it's a blessing?"
"Let's see how she dies then!"
"Feeding a dog? Hmph, she'll probably become food for that dragon in the end!"
The two laughed unrestrainedly.
Completely unaware that the sky above Douluo Continent was broadcasting their disgraceful behavior live.
"Who are these two old geezers?"
"It seems to be the dean of Shrek Academy and that master."
"Pah, what masters? They're just two good-for-nothings who only know how to bully their own kind."
"Miss Ning Rongrong is following the strong, and even feeding divine beasts is a form of cultivation for her. What do these two old good-for-nothings know?"
"If you don't have the ability to go to that world yourself, then you're here cursing others. It's disgusting."
Several young Soul Masters couldn't stand it anymore and spat at the scene depicting the two.
...
The images flowed.
A corner of the world of Shrouding the Heavens.
It was dark, damp, and filled with the pungent smell of sulfur and blood.
The Hundred Forging Sect is located deep within an underground mineral vein.
"Dang—"
"Dang—"
The dull knocking sound echoed in the narrow passageway.
A hunched-over man was swinging a nearly worn-out pickaxe, smashing it repeatedly against the hard rock wall.
He was draped in a tattered burlap sack whose original color was no longer discernible. The fabric was as stiff as iron and covered in black mineral dust and dried blood.
His exposed skin was covered with crisscrossing whip marks.
Some have already scabbed over, while others are still oozing pus and blood.
He is Tang Hao.
The once mighty Clear Sky Douluo who dominated Douluo Continent.
The current number 9527 of the Hundred Forging Sect.
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