447: Chapter 447 The Great Battle Begins

Long Yin did not know what the source of that calling was, but he knew.

The ancestral return dragon egg.

The calling is weakening... Could someone have entered the dragon egg first?

There was no time to continue guessing.

Cheng Yu focused his mind; the most important thing right now was to find the exact location.

He subconsciously turned his head, glancing at his shoulder and back with his peripheral vision—it looked ordinary, yet it carried his true trump card for this trip:

A wisp of the Demon Ancestor's intent was quietly lying dormant there.

His solitary infiltration into the True Dragon station was never a blind gamble.

As long as he found that thing, he could use it to summon the Demon Ancestor's dharma body.

At that time, the mission would be considered complete.

Cheng Yu, who was plotting everything in his heart, did not notice that in the shadows not far behind them, several ghost-like figures were following silently.

The leader, whose black robes fluttered, was none other than Xuan Ye.

He only brought two members of the Foreign Races, one on his left and one on his right. The three of them perfectly blended their auras into the environment, as if they were just a few inconspicuous wisps of darkness at the edge of the battlefield.

Xuan Ye's gaze locked onto the two figures leading the way ahead from a distance, a cold smile playing on his lips.

The attack from the north had already successfully drawn most of the True Dragon Clan's attention and high-end combat power, while his own side had few people and would soon be defeated.

But so what?

The dragon blood had long since been extracted; the following actions were purely for amusement.

"These two, one knows of the dragon egg's existence, and the other knows its location."

"It certainly saves me a lot of trouble."

He thought with interest, a trace of cold calculation flashing in his dark eyes.

That's right, the two being able to escape was naturally intentional.

The purpose was to have them clear the way for him, leading him step by step toward that silent dragon egg.

Otherwise, with Xuan Ye's personality, it would have been impossible for him to leave any captives alive.

Everything was going according to plan.

Now, the only uncontrollable variable was Qin Wangchuan's location.

Thinking this, Xuan Ye's gaze crossed the chaotic battlefield and the layered halls, casting toward the silhouette of the most ancient and magnificent hall deep within the station.

That was the core of the True Dragon Clan, and the place where Qin Wangchuan was most likely to appear.

"Will Qin Wangchuan be there, or... has he not arrived yet?"

Xuan Ye murmured to himself, a hint of wariness in his eyes.

Qin Wangchuan was powerful, and his mind was even deeper and more unpredictable.

If he were already in the great hall at this moment, Xuan Ye's 'praying mantis stalking the cicada' act might have already fallen under those eyes that overlooked the entire situation.

"It really is... troublesome."

"But that's more like it!"

The cold smile on Xuan Ye's lips faded, and a very faint trace of wariness flickered in the depths of his eyes, only to be replaced by an even more intense interest.

Risk and pleasure always go hand in hand.

On the other side.

Cheng Yu stopped Long Yin. Looking at the mountain peak in the distance, surrounded by dense Dragon Qi and ancient runes, he asked in a low voice:

"Are you sure it's in there?"

"Mhm."

Long Yin nodded vigorously, his face filled with the certainty of having found the target. At the same time, his gaze swept over the vaguely visible guard figures around them, and he suggested:

"Since we're both from the True Dragon Clan anyway, we don't really need to hide, right?"

"If we just explain it to them, they probably won't do anything to us."

His thinking was simple: everyone was of the same clan, so revealing their identities might grant them passage.

Cheng Yu did not answer.

He sneered inwardly: 'That's only for you. I am a Half-blood of the Yao Race!'

'This aura can be disguised with secret techniques normally, but it will be exposed immediately once I get close to those experts.'

He quickly and covertly scanned the surroundings.

This place was already infinitely close to the core heartland of the True Dragon Clan. It was heavily guarded, with a post every five steps and a sentinel every ten, and who knew how many Restrictions and Formations were hidden in the shadows.

Approaching that Holy Mountain without being exposed was practically an impossible task.

'Perhaps... I can use him as bait to draw the attention of these True Dragons and create chaos, then sneak in while I have the chance.'

A cold thought surfaced naturally.

From birth to adulthood, every step of Cheng Yu's life had been filled with calculation and weighing options; utilizing everything available had long since become an instinct.

'But there's only one chance. If the location he gave is fake, or if there's no so-called source of the calling inside at all...'

Cheng Yu's paranoia flared up again.

It was impossible for him to completely trust a clansman he had known for less than a month and whose mind was excessively simple.

But the problem was, there seemed to be no better way at the moment.

The roar of the main battlefield could be heard faintly in the distance; the longer they delayed, the greater the variables.

'Should I gamble?' Cheng Yu weighed this dangerous thought repeatedly in his mind.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly—

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Two sharp sounds of breaking air, almost tearing through the atmosphere, struck without warning from the shadows very close behind them!

The speed was terrifying!

The hair on Cheng Yu's body stood on end. His combat instinct made him whip his head around, his vision just catching the silhouettes of two streaks of dark light—

They were two inconspicuous pebbles!

But the murky Qi entwined around them made even his Soul feel a stinging pain!

Too fast!

There was no time to dodge completely!

"Roar—!"

Cheng Yu subconsciously let out a low dragon roar, his neck and the side of his face instantly covered in fine Dragon scales for protection.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two dull thuds.

One pebble hit his scale-covered shoulder blade, while the other grazed past his waist.

Even with the dragon scale defense, a cold and eerie power penetrated his body, causing his blood and Qi to churn.

He was uncontrollably sent flying a dozen steps by the massive force, only managing to steady himself after staggering.

Long Yin fared much worse.

With a muffled groan, he was sent rolling over a hundred meters away like a broken kite, only stopping when he crashed into a mountain rock. Dust flew, and he fell silent for a moment.

"Who's there?!"

This sudden commotion instantly broke the tranquility of the Holy Mountain's outskirts.

The surrounding Dragon Guards heard the noise and rushed over quickly.

Seeing two clansmen with dragon hornss on their heads, the Dragon Guards' faces first showed anger, clearly thinking some juniors were fooling around here.

But in the next second, when they looked closely and saw the aura on Cheng Yu, their expressions changed drastically!

"Wait!"

"There's an external enemy intrusion! Protect the Holy Mountain!!"

The leading Dragon Guard let out a sharp, long cry, the sound waves instantly spreading in all directions.

In an instant, countless auras quickly locked onto them, covering the area like an inescapable net.

Cheng Yu's expression was extremely ugly as he slowly stood up straight, one hand discreetly touching the spot on his back where he had been hit.

Not only was there sharp pain, but a cold aura also lingered there, making his disguise even more unstable.

"The aura of a Foreign Race..."

He quickly looked back, his gaze fixed intensely on the direction the pebbles had come from—

There was only a patch of shadow; no one was there.

But Cheng Yu knew that there were definitely members of a Foreign Race following them, watching them like venomous snakes.

Their lucky escape from the battlefield earlier was simply because the other party had intentionally let them go!

"Damned Foreign Race! How dare they use me as a pawn!"

Cheng Yu cursed inwardly, a surge of anger from being manipulated rising within him.

But the current situation was beyond his control; anger was useless.

Once captured by these fierce Dragon Guards, having his Soul searched and refined would be the least of his worries, and all his plans would go down the drain.

The only way... A flash of resolution crossed Cheng Yu's eyes as he abruptly looked up at the Dragon Guards who were quickly closing in.

He no longer suppressed himself. Forming hand seals, he shouted loudly:

"Cheng Yu respectfully requests the Demon Ancestor to—descend!"

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(The next chapter is a combined chapter, don't read it yet. Also, I'm taking a day off tomorrow for New Year's Eve.)