44: The dragon awakens, and the imperial city trembles!

Chu Xuanjin's fingertip lightly tapped toward the center of the youth's brows.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling brilliance.

The movement was as casual as brushing away a fallen leaf.

But the moment his fingertip touched the youth's skin—

Hum—

An invisible golden ripple, centered on the youth's brow, surged outward with a roar!

The youth's hollow, lifeless eyes suddenly trembled.

The blood within his body seemed to ignite in an instant, beginning to surge wildly at a terrifying speed.

A terrifying aura, originating from the primordial wilderness, overbearing, noble, and vast, awakened from within his thin frame!

"Roar—!"

A dragon's roar, not sounding like a human voice and seemingly coming from above the Nine Heavens, exploded deep within his Sea of Consciousness!

That supreme Seal known as the "Archaic Dragon God Bloodline," under the influence of this external power, began to tremble violently, and tiny cracks quietly appeared on the Seal.

The youth, Zhao Wuyou, began to convulse violently.

He clutched his head and let out a scream of extreme pain, his delicate face twisted by the agony.

Countless fragmented memories that did not belong to him poured like a broken dam into his blank Sea of Consciousness.

He saw giant dragons soaring through the sea of stars, gods and demons battling in Chaos, and the birth and destruction of one world after another.

These memories were too vast, too heavy, enough to cause any Divine Soul to burst.

"Focus your spirit, guard your heart."

Chu Xuanjin's voice, like a clear spring, flowed precisely into his chaotic Sea of Consciousness.

"You are not a spectator; you are the Dominator."

"These have all been your past."

Zhao Wuyou's Divine Soul, which was on the verge of collapsing, miraculously stabilized under the guidance of this voice.

The hollowness in his eyes was gradually replaced by a sense of bewilderment.

Following that came confusion, then pain, and finally, it turned into a glimmer of clarity.

Crack!

The indestructible Bloodline Seal in his Sea of Consciousness finally cracked open!

Boom!

An indescribable golden Divine Power surged out from the crack, instantly washing through his limbs and bones!

His cultivation base began to skyrocket at an unimaginable speed!

Qi Refining! Foundation Establishment! Golden Core! Nascent Soul Early Stage! Nascent Soul Middle Stage! Nascent Soul Late Stage! Nascent Soul Great Perfection!

Just one step away from Soul Transformation!

His body was also undergoing earth-shattering changes.

His originally thin frame became tall and slender.

His pale skin took on a jade-like luster, with faint golden dragon scale phantoms flowing beneath it.

His black hair moved without wind, turning into a brilliant gold, like flowing solar divine fire.

His delicate face's features became deeper and more defined. Between his brows, the aura of foolishness was completely gone, replaced by an innate, supreme majesty of one who rules the world.

When he opened his eyes again.

In those eyes, there was no longer hollowness, but a brilliant golden expanse, as if two real Dragons were coiled and swimming within them.

He looked at Chu Xuanjin before him, his eyes carrying a trace of newborn bewilderment, and even more, a closeness stemming from his Bloodline Origin.

"You... are..."

His voice sounded for the first time.

It was no longer the babbling of a fool, but clear with a hint of hoarseness, like the collision of a dragon's roar and jade.

Just at this moment.

The entire Great Zhao Imperial City trembled violently because of it!

Above the imperial city, the golden Luck giant dragon formed by the national fate let out a terrified cry, and uncontrollably bowed its head toward the direction of the Scripture Pavilion!

Ten thousand dragons pay homage!

This was absolute suppression of the Bloodline!

"What is happening!"

"Is it an earthquake?"

"Look at the sky! What is that!"

Within the imperial city, countless people were alarmed by this sudden anomaly and looked up at the sky in horror.

They saw an immensely thick golden pillar of light rise from the direction of the Scripture Pavilion, tearing through the clouds and heading straight into the Nine Heavens!

Inside the pillar of light, a Primordial Dragon God phantom, even larger and more majestic than the imperial city's golden dragon of Luck, roared at the sky!

That dragon's roar spread throughout all of Tianjing City, spreading across a radius of a thousand miles!

All Yao Beasts, regardless of their cultivation level, instantly prostrated themselves on the ground upon hearing this dragon roar, trembling, and bowing in worship toward that direction!

...

Qianqing Palace.

Zhao Zheng stood up abruptly from his seat. Watching that golden pillar of light piercing heaven and earth, and feeling that terrifying Dragon might that made even his Bloodline tremble, his face was filled with shock and disbelief.

"It... It is Wuyou!"

"This... How is this possible!"

He muttered to himself, looking distraught.

He recalled the words Chu Xuanjin had spoken three days ago.

Primordial Dragon God... Dragon roars in the Nine Heavens... So, it was all true!

He was not dreaming!

"Your Majesty!" Eunuch Fu's figure appeared beside him like a ghost, his face also showing undisguised horror.

"This aura... far exceeds Soul Transformation! I fear... I fear it has already touched upon the Void Refining realm!"

Zhao Zheng's body began to tremble violently.

Watching the golden pillar of light, a flicker of fear, regret, and relief flashed in his eyes, finally all turning into a touch of determination.

He had bet correctly!

"Pass... pass my decree!"

His voice trembled with excitement.

"Seal the imperial city! No one is allowed to enter or leave without authorization!"

"Also... go to the Eastern Palace immediately and summon the Crown Prince to me!"

...

Eastern Palace.

Zhao Wuji, along with Ye Chenfeng and the other two, was standing on a high platform, overlooking the entire Tianjing City.

The moment that golden pillar of light shot into the sky, the jade cup in his hand clattered to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"This... this is..."

He stared blankly at the majestic Primordial Dragon God phantom, feeling the terrifying Dragon might that made his Human Emperor Sacred Body ache faintly, his mind a blank.

"Third Brother..."

A name he had almost forgotten was spat out with difficulty from his mouth.

Wang Duojin's abacus had already fallen to the ground.

He opened his mouth, pointing at the golden light, and stammered to Ye Chenfeng.

"E-Eldest Senior Brother... I... I think I saw a real Dragon..."

Su Linger's small hands were also tightly clenched.

That Dragon might made her Spiritual Frost Dao Body feel a trace of pressure.

Only Ye Chenfeng remained calm.

He just looked up, watching the golden light, watching the dragon shadow.

Then, his gaze turned to the source of the golden light.

He knew who was the mastermind behind all this.

Besides Revered Master, who else could have such heaven-defying means?

...

In front of the Scripture Pavilion.

Zhao Wuyou looked at Chu Xuanjin before him, the bewilderment in his eyes gradually fading.

Countless memory fragments were rapidly reorganizing and fusing within his Sea of Consciousness.

He remembered who he was.

And he also remembered who this person before him was.

It was this person who pulled him out of the endless darkness and Chaos.

It was this person who gave him a new life.

He slowly knelt on one knee.

That proud head, belonging to the Primordial Dragon God, bowed before another person for the first time.

His voice no longer held any confusion, leaving only the purest submission stemming from his Bloodline and Divine Soul.

"Disciple Zhao Wuyou..."

"Pays respects to Revered Master!"