314: Long Qingcheng

Passing through the barrier, a rich and pure Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi and a more ancient and noble Dragon aura rushed towards them.

Inside Sky City, the streets were wide and the buildings magnificent, mostly constructed from jade, spiritual wood, and glittering metal, with a rough yet solemn style, and Dragon-shaped carvings could be seen everywhere.

The Yao Race moving about all possessed strong auras and mostly maintained a half-human, half-Yao form, maintaining orderly conduct; seeing Long Yun holding the Dragon scale to lead the way, they respectfully moved aside one after another.

The three of them had no time to admire the wonders of this Sky City and flew straight towards the most imposing and magnificent group of palaces in the very center.

That was the Dragon Emperor Palace, and the "Holy Dragon Palace" was the main hall within it.

A moment later, the three landed on the incredibly wide square in front of the Holy Dragon Palace.

The entire great hall resembled a crouching ancient Dragon, its whole body appearing as if it had been carved from a single huge piece of golden divine crystal.

It refracted dazzling colors under the sunlight, and the eaves and ridges were inlaid with countless colorful gems and pearls, shining brightly, reaching the height of luxury and majesty.

Long Yun stepped forward, and the palace doors opened silently.

She signaled for Li Shengyuan and his companion to follow, and stepped inside first.

The space inside the hall was extremely vast, with a high dome, and golden pillars coiled with Dragons supported the heavens and earth.

The floor was as reflective as a mirror, covered with unknown, magnificent carpets.

On the walls, dome, and pillars, the inlaid gems, gold, and beautiful jade were countless, illuminating the entire hall with brilliant golden light and soaring treasure aura.

Even the luxury of the Great Qian Imperial Palace paled in comparison to this...

Li Shengyuan's gaze swept over this decoration that could be called "insanely opulent," and he couldn't help but laugh inwardly:

"It is rumored that the Dragon Clan naturally loves shiny treasures, especially collecting gold and gems. Seeing it today, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor certainly lives up to this reputation."

His expression, however, remained calm and indifferent, without joy or sorrow.

Pei Shuyun also had a normal expression, merely gently taking Li Shengyuan's arm, observing her surroundings with a calm gaze.

Deep within the great hall, the high and mighty Dragon throne was empty.

"Your Majesty?" Long Yun's crisp voice echoed in the empty great hall. "Where are you? Young Master Li and his companion have been brought here."

As her voice fell, only echoes responded, with no other movement.

Long Yun blinked, scratched her head in slight confusion, and muttered in a low voice:

"Strange, I was clearly messaged to bring people directly to the Holy Dragon Palace, so why is there no one here?"

Just as she was puzzled...

A sharp, sword-like glint suddenly flashed in Li Shengyuan's eyes!

Almost without hesitation, he suddenly turned his head to look beside a huge golden pillar coiled with a Dragon, located behind and to the side of the hall entrance!

There, he saw that at some unknown time, a tall and proud figure had quietly appeared.

The newcomer wore an extremely magnificent golden Dragon robe, with five-clawed golden Dragons soaring in the Nine Heavens embroidered with the finest gold thread on the sleeves and hem, looking vivid and lifelike.

Her hair was coiled high, adorned with brilliant pearls and Dragon-shaped gold ornaments. On both sides of her forehead, a pair of small, exquisite Dragon horns, like red coral, highlighted her pure Dragon Clan Bloodline.

Outside the Dragon robe, her neck, wrists, and even waist were adorned with various dazzling gem and gold accessories, yet they did not appear vulgar, only serving to make her appear increasingly noble and imposing, with natural majesty.

Her face was extremely beautiful, yet it was a beauty that carried a solemn and inviolable majesty.

Her figure was also full and proud, a true "eight-foot lady"!

Between her brows, she possessed the bearing of one who ruled over all Yao, her golden pupils as deep as an abyss. At this moment, she was looking at Li Shengyuan with great interest, a hint of a smile at the corners of her lips.

This was the Supreme of the Demon Domain, the Dragon Emperor—Long Qingcheng!

Long Yun was startled at first, then a look of surprise and joy appeared on her face: "Your Majesty! When did you..."

She hurriedly stepped forward, subconsciously wanting to support her like an ordinary daughter would, but under the Dragon Emperor's natural majesty, she stopped her movements and stood obediently to the side.

Li Shengyuan felt a chill in his heart.

He considered his spiritual sense to be incomparably sharp, and his Domain perception far exceeded those of the same rank, yet this Dragon Emperor could appear at such a close distance so silently...

The unfathomable nature of her strength was evident.

This master of the Demon Domain, strong to the First Grade, truly lived up to her reputation.

His expression remained unchanged. He let go of Pei Shuyun's hand, stepped forward, cupped his hands towards Long Qingcheng, performed a respectful yet neither servile nor overbearing bow, and smiled:

"Li Shengyuan of the Great Xia, greets His Majesty the Dragon Emperor."

Long Qingcheng did not respond immediately, but instead shifted her gaze from Li Shengyuan to Pei Shuyun, who stood quietly beside him with clear eyes, before finally returning her gaze to Li Shengyuan's face.

"Li Shengyuan..." she said slowly. Her voice was not loud, but carried a peculiar rhythm, as if a Dragon's roar was softly humming, piercing straight into the heart.

"Indeed, a great reputation is well-deserved. Just now, I merely had a thought and slightly revealed my aura, yet you instantly detected and locked onto it. This spiritual sense and reaction are truly remarkable."

She paused slightly, light flowing in her golden eyes, and the surrounding air seemed to stagnate for a moment. An invisible, vast pressure originating from her Bloodline and authority began to quietly permeate the area.

"No wonder..." Long Qingcheng's voice remained steady, but it carried an indescribable nuance.

"That you could so cleanly and decisively... behead the Green Rhinoceros Demon King, who has guarded a region under my command for over a hundred years."

As the last few words fell, the brilliant treasure light throughout the Holy Dragon Palace seemed to dim for a moment. The pervasive Dragon aura suddenly became clear and heavy, like a tangible mountain, pressing down towards Li Shengyuan.

Even Long Yun, standing to the side, felt her breath hitch, her heart tightening involuntarily, and her gaze towards Li Shengyuan filled with worry.

Pei Shuyun clenched her hands, her internal Spiritual Qi circulating secretly, but she saw that Li Shengyuan remained calm and composed.

Facing this Dragon Emperor pressure, which was enough to make even a Second Grade powerhouse change countenance, and the implied questioning, the gentle smile on Li Shengyuan's face deepened slightly.

His posture was straight, and he remained unmoved, letting that invisible pressure descend upon him.

He smiled lightly, his voice clear, echoing in the hall that had suddenly become somewhat stiff:

"Your Majesty is too kind. Perhaps, it is not that I, Li, am too strong..."

He raised his eyes, meeting Long Qingcheng's deep golden pupils with a frank gaze, his tone carrying a peculiar composure and... a hint of faint teasing.

"But that Green Rhinoceros Demon King... was simply too weak."

He flipped his wrist, and the jade bottle sealing the remnant soul of the Green Rhinoceros Demon King and the Demon Envoy appeared in his palm, the bottle vibrating slightly, emitting ominous fluctuations.

"For example, against an unfathomable existence like Your Majesty," Li Shengyuan said, holding the jade bottle, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I, Li, ask myself, and I am currently no match."

As his voice fell, he held the jade bottle and slightly extended it forward.

"A mere meager gift, not worth much respect, I hope Your Majesty will accept it!"

His movements were casual and natural, as if he were truly just presenting a "meager gift," rather than dealing with the implicit questioning of a Supreme.

The air in the hall seemed to become even more subtle and difficult to describe because of his light and easy response and the small jade bottle in his hand...