455: Chapter 455 The Dragon Clan, May Rise!

The Imperial Edict transformed into a streak of light, ignoring the chaotic Laws and energy tides of this realm, and soared straight into the sky.

It seemed as if it would pierce through the barriers of this Small World.

Long Yue looked up at the receding golden light, her heart heavy with contemplation.

She knew Qin Wangchuan's identity was extraordinary, but what use did this thing have?

However, at the very moment this thought arose—

Within the entire Ancient Dragon Small Realm, time suddenly came to a standstill!

The wind stopped, the clouds froze, and the drifting dust was fixed in mid-air. The swaying branches and leaves of the distant vegetation became rigid, and even the energy turbulence permeating the air solidified into eerie patterns.

All sound vanished, and the world fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately after, the realm walls collapsed, and the vault of heaven cracked open!

No, it wasn't a crack.

It was a piercing!

The entire sky of the Ancient Dragon Small Realm was pierced by an indescribable, mighty power!

A Rift of indescribable depth and immeasurable length came from one end of the distant sky and went toward the other. Its origin was unseen, and its destination unknown.

It brutally tore open the realm walls, pierced through layers of space and the Laws of this realm, and finally struck through the entire firmament, spanning across the zenith and splitting the world in two!

Within the Rift were swirling Chaos and annihilating light.

Time shattered at its edges, and space folded in its vicinity.

Then, an ancient and calm voice echoed from the deepest part of the Rift:

"This old man accepts the Imperial Edict."

As the voice fell.

A single finger slowly emerged from the Rift.

It appeared ordinary, yet it seemed to carry the weight of eternal stars. Wherever the fingertip passed, ripples appeared in the frozen space-time.

With just a finger.

It thrust into the sky and pierced through the earth.

High above in the firmament.

Facing the three True Dragon Quasi-Emperors who had joined forces, the Demon Ancestor still possessed overwhelming ferocity and held his ground.

His massive Dharma Idol, his boiling demon power, and his hideous countenance were like a pencil drawing being erased by an eraser before this finger.

Before even making contact, just from the descending aftershocks.

The Demon Ancestor, along with the space he occupied, was silently annihilated.

The sky was swept by the aftershocks of this finger's power, clearing the frozen clouds and energy turbulence into a patch of absolute nothingness.

Even though this finger did not land on the ground.

Even though the space-time of the entire world was in a state of stagnation.

For tens of thousands of miles beneath the fingertip, the entire crust of the earth silently collapsed and was annihilated!

A massive pit, exceeding the limits of Mortal imagination, appeared out of thin air.

It was bottomless, its edges as smooth as a mirror, reaching the core of the planet and even piercing through the Foundation of this realm's ley lines.

And this was merely the might of a single finger...

With the task completed, the finger slowly retracted back into the Rift.

The shattered realm walls mended once more, and the cracks in the sky vanished without a trace.

Immediately following that, an even more incredible scene unfolded—

Time began to flow backward!

The annihilated Demon Ancestor did not reappear, but the sky that had been turned into a void by the aftershocks of that finger was like a scroll being rewound; the clouds gathered again, and the energy turbulence resumed its surge.

Below, the Halls that had collapsed due to the aftershocks of the previous Quasi-Emperor battle, the shattered mountains and rivers, and the ravaged earth... every scar and every bit of destruction was smoothed over as if by an invisible giant hand.

Bricks and rubble flew back to their original positions, cracks mended, mountains rose, and vegetation was reborn... everything was rapidly regressing to how it looked before the battle had occurred.

In the next instant, time began to flow once more.

The wind continued to blow, the clouds continued to drift, and the vegetation continued to sway.

Clan Acting Head, who had been leading two Ancestral Elders in a fierce battle, suddenly stiffened. His ferocious expression, which had been fully channeling his power to meet the Demon Ancestor's next strike, was instantly replaced by bewilderment.

The terrifying Dragon power condensed in his hands lost its target and flickered aimlessly.

"What's going on?" Clan Acting Head looked around, his Divine Thought sweeping frantically. "Where is he?"

"I don't know..." an Ancestral Elder beside him was equally stunned, his aura fluctuating. "Did he run?"

"Impossible! How could there be no trace at all?"

Not just him, the other Ancestral Elder also looked at each other in dismay. Their Divine Thoughts intertwined, yet they could not capture even a hint of the Demon Ancestor's aura.

It was as if that terrifying existence they had been fighting to the death had never appeared.

Yet the injuries remaining on their bodies, the power within them that was more than half consumed, and below...

"Wait! Look down there!"

Clan Acting Head suddenly widened his Dragon pupils and looked down at the earth in disbelief.

The hall collapses, shattered mountains and rivers, and cracked earth caused by the aftershocks of the Quasi-Emperor level battle... at this moment, they had all been restored to their original state!

The Holy Mountain stood majestic, the Dragon Palace was magnificent, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, and the Spiritual Qi was abundant.

Looking at this inconceivable scene, a conjecture that made his brain tremble slowly surfaced in his mind.

"An Emperor...?" His voice was dry, filled with unbelievable reverence.

The three looked at each other, all seeing the same shock and realization in each other's eyes.

A Great Emperor has taken action!

And in a way they completely failed to comprehend, he had erased a powerful enemy, reversed time, and repaired everything!

But they hadn't asked anyone for help, nor had they contacted any Emperor Realm ally. The only contact they had that could possibly trigger such an existence...

"Qin..." a Clan Elder murmured.

"It can't be wrong." Clan Acting Head took a deep breath, his tone absolutely certain as a fervent light erupted in his eyes. "It's an Emperor of the Qin Family!"

"It's that Divine Son!"

Below.

Long Yue's gaze followed the [Demon-Slaying] Imperial Edict as it flew toward the firmament, her heart worried about the battle.

In the next second, just a blink's worth of a daze.

The entire world seemed to have changed.

The heart-palpitating aura of the Demon Ancestor above had vanished completely, as if it had never existed.

The Halls were restored to their original state, and the large holes blasted into the distant mountains by the battle's aftershocks had disappeared.

Even the Holy Mountain, and even those clansmen who were heavily injured in the aftershocks, were all fully recovered and were looking around in confusion.

"This is...?" Light flashed rapidly in Long Yue's beautiful eyes, filled with extreme shock and incomprehension.

Reversing time? Karma correction? What kind of heaven-defying method is this!

It had already exceeded her scope of understanding regarding power.

"It was an Emperor. Let's go."

Qin Wangchuan frowned and did not explain much.

The emptiness and throbbing pain in his Soul caused by the shattering of the wheel of fate remained intense.

Although he wasn't so weak that he needed support, the throbbing pain from his temples made him only want to rest as soon as possible.

'A single Imperial Edict called upon an Emperor...?'

Long Yue instantly snapped back to her senses, suppressing the tumultuous waves in her heart. She quickly followed, her posture becoming increasingly respectful.

After the shock, her heart was replaced by a nearly boiling sense of pride and certainty.

She slightly lifted her chin.

Her translucent dragon horns shimmered with a noble luster in the light. The last trace of confusion in her beautiful eyes vanished, replaced by a burning conviction and fanaticism.

Exactly!

This is exactly the bearing my True Dragon Clan Dominator, my Dominator, and the other half of my destiny should have!

With a flick of a finger, a Imperial Edict is issued, and an Emperor descends upon the world.

Powerful enemies are reduced to ashes, and space-time is reversed.

Such power, such authority—only this is worthy of that supreme Bloodline, and only this is worthy of leading the Dragon Clan back to its Peak!

Thinking of this, Long Yue felt her heart beating faster and faster.

The ancient prophecy resounded in her heart, every word seemingly carrying the resonance of her Bloodline:

The Ancestral Dragon has awakened.

The Dragon Clan shall prosper!

And she would witness it with her own eyes and follow this Dominator on the grand journey of conquering the heavens.