449: Chapter 449 (Under revision, please do not read yet, before 5 AM)

After the Dragon Guardss withdrew.

Long Yue raised her hand to remove the hazy veil symbolizing her status as a priestess, revealing an exquisite face that could captivate all living beings.

The priestly robes, which carried an air of both holiness and sexiness, were also shed.

A familiar ink-black scaled skirt outlined her graceful, undulating curves, its cold luster contrasting with her snow-white skin.

She lost some of the solemn mystery of a priestess and gained more of the sharpness and majesty belonging to a Dragon Clan Arbiter.

After changing her attire, she slowly walked out of the Forbidden Palace.

Her expression was composed and her steps steady, carrying an air of absolute calm.

However, Long Yue's heart was not as peaceful as her face suggested.

Although she forced herself not to think about it, that question still rattled in her heart like a curse:

'Does the Ancient Dragon aura come from him? Or her?'

'Could it be him?'

As she pondered, Long Yue had already walked out of the Forbidden Palace area and arrived at the platform on the outskirts of the Holy Mountain.

In the distance, the battle at the Quasi-Emperor level was truly earth-shaking.

The terrifying collision of energy was like exploding stars; even from such a distance, the domineering airwaves still swept over like a gale, fluttering her long hair and the hem of her skirt.

Long Yue raised her hand to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear, sighing slightly as she watched the scene.

"Once upon a time, ten thousand dragons came to pay homage to our clan..."

"Now, even a mere Quasi-Emperor dares to treat the Holy Mountain as nothing, coming to challenge us single-handedly."

"Truly arrogant enough."

Having said that, she didn't linger and headed toward the distant Ancient Dragon Hall.

Not long after Long Yue left the Forbidden Palace.

The outskirts of the Holy Mountain.

On a mountain peak that had half-collapsed from the aftershocks of the battle, Xuan Ye's figure emerged like a ghost.

He watched Long Yue's departing black figure, a smile of being in total control appearing on the corners of his mouth.

"The powerhouses in the mountain have indeed been lured away."

"Not bad, it saved me a lot of effort."

Having said that, his gaze fell upon the mountain.

Although it looked unremarkable, since it was an important place, there would certainly be no lack of defensive measures.

However, he didn't intend to confront it head-on.

He gave a look to the subordinate beside him.

The alien standing on his left immediately took out a pitch-black small jar from his bosom and cautiously uncovered the Seal.

"Chiii—"

A surge of black mist emanating an aura of ill-omen and destruction gushed out from the mouth of the jar as if it were alive, rapidly spreading toward the Holy Mountain below.

Wherever this black mist passed, the air made faint corrosive sounds, and even the Spiritual Qi became murky.

The Holy Mountain's defensive Formation was immediately activated, and dragon-shaped light patterns emerged, weaving into a massive light screen in an attempt to block the black mist.

However, this black mist possessed an extremely strong corrosive ability against everything in the Three Thousand Continents.

In just a moment, the Formation cracked, and the light screen teetered on the verge of collapse!

At the same time, another alien took a step forward, his aura surging violently!

Subsequently, a hundred-zhang-tall Heaven and Earth Law manifested.

Controlling the Heaven and Earth Law, he let out a low growl and sacrificed the weapon in his hand, slashing down fiercely toward the Formation node below that was most severely eroded by the black mist!

"Kacha—!"

The sound of shattering rang out.

That already crumbling Formation node broke upon impact!

Without the defensive Formation, this strike directly split open the solid rock layers on the outskirts of the Holy Mountain, revealing the passage inside.

Xuan Ye nodded with satisfaction, a sharp light flashing in his eyes: "Let's go!"

He took the lead, turning into a black line and darting into the split-open passage!

The two subordinates followed closely behind.

The three of them traversed the interior of the Holy Mountain at their fastest speed.

It wasn't without resistance along the way.

Some remaining Dragon Guardss and automatically triggered Restrictions tried to block them, but under the continuous erosion of the black mist, these resistances appeared fragile and futile, quickly being crushed or bypassed.

They advanced with irresistible force, moving rapidly all the way.

Finally, they came to a sudden halt before a towering giant door.

The giant door cut off the path ahead; ten thousand dragon reliefs on the door raised their heads from Chaos in flamboyant postures, yet all bowed their heads in worship toward the inside of the door.

Xuan Ye raised his hand and touched the cold, hard giant door.

A faint light from the Restriction on the door flashed, pushing his palm away while isolating all aura probes.

The stronger the Restriction, the more important the contents inside.

"No mistake, it's inside here."

"Do it."

The alien from before immediately understood and once again activated the black jar in his hand.

The black mist spread out, and the ancient defensive runes flowing on the door quickly dimmed as if their spirituality had been drained.

In just a few breaths, the protection on the door was already crumbling.

With a thought from Xuan Ye, a phantom of a blade quietly condensed in the Void Realm behind him to his left—the blade was not yet unsheathed, but the Heaven-Slaughtering sharpness had already quietly spread.

Simultaneously, the giant hand of the Indestructible Heaven-Slaying Monarch on the right manifested synchronously, slowly gripping the scabbard.

He glanced over the phantoms and the giant hand on both sides, secretly sighing in his heart: "This Divine Ability Method created by Qin Wangchuan is indeed useful."

His gaze returned to the stone door.

"Draw the blade."

The moment the words fell—

The giant hand exerted force violently, and a blade light so brilliant it was impossible to look at directly erupted from the scabbard, vanishing in a flash.

Divine Ability Method: Heaven-Slaughtering Blade Draw!

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

First came a sharp sound that tore at the eardrums, followed by the muffled thunder of the giant object's internal structure snapping.

A slash mark appeared from the top left of the giant door, cutting diagonally down like lightning to the bottom right corner.

Immediately after—

"Boom!!!"

The giant door, sliced diagonally, slid along the cross-section and completely collapsed.

Accompanied by a loud bang, a waterfall of dust that blotted out the sun soared into the sky, swallowing all vision.

Xuan Ye stepped over the rubble and dust, entering inside the sliced-open giant door.

Before the smoke and dust had completely dissipated, the air was filled with the smell of stone powder and the scorched scent of shattered ancient Restrictions.

His steps were composed as the soles of his boots ground over the broken dragon-patterned reliefs; his voice, carrying a hint of playful mockery, echoed in the empty Forbidden Palace:

"Hey, hey, is anyone there? I'm here."

The smoke and dust gradually thinned, and his vision became clear.

What first came into view were several Dragon Clan maidens dressed in gorgeous priestly attire.

They had already transferred all their Dragon Power into the dragon egg, and now, eroded by the black mist, their faces were as pale as paper, yet they still spread their arms, using their bodies to build the final barrier.

Behind them, a massive dragon egg stood quietly.

Xuan Ye's gaze lingered on the dragon egg for a moment, his brows twitching almost imperceptibly.

It was not the fiery red, dragon-might-boiling appearance he had expected.

On the contrary, this dragon egg's aura was almost ordinary, its entire body covered in a layer of delicate, translucent white scales, like a giant cocoon formed by some creature.

"This thing is... a bit different from what I thought."

His tone was flat, making it impossible to tell if he was disappointed or more interested.

Then, his gaze fell back on the several Priestess Dragon Maidens blocking the way.

There was no fear in their eyes, only a resolve akin to martyrdom.

Seeing this, Xuan Ye showed a smile that could be called kind, even bowing elegantly.

"Thank you all for guarding this place up to now."

"You may leave the stage now."

The moment his voice fell, the phantom of the blade once again emerged in the Void Realm behind him to his left.

"Draw the blade."

A blade light condensed to the extreme silently tore through the air, slashing horizontally toward those dragon maidens!

Facing this sudden strike, the dragon maidens took a step forward together, locking their arms even tighter, forming a final wall of flesh and blood in front of the dragon egg with their slender bodies.

The blade light arrived.

The brilliant death illuminated their pale but fearless faces.

At the critical moment when the blade light was about to touch the hair of the foremost dragon maiden!

"Swoosh!"