Chapter 338 - 266: A Drop of Ancestor Yu Huang’s Essence Blood!
Chapter 338: Chapter 266: A Drop of Ancestor Yu Huang’s Essence Blood!
The surroundings plunged into a dead silence, with only the silent ripples of water surging.
The Dragon Monarch swiftly turned his head, eyes as piercing as torches, landing straight on Bai Shen. In those enormous eyes, a trace of scrutiny flashed instantly.
"The aura on you gives me a sense of disgust, yet another one of those eerie cults."
As Bai Shen was glared at by the Dragon Monarch, he suddenly felt an inexplicable oppressive force rushing towards him, as if the entire riverbed’s current had frozen in that moment.
This oppressive force from the Dragon Monarch was as heavy as a mountain, directly causing the Divine Mansion within Bai Shen to stagnate.
The speed at which Bai Shen’s divine sense operated suddenly slowed, and even breathing became difficult.
Simultaneously, the Primordial Spirit within Bai Shen’s Divine Mansion trembled slightly, as if clenched tightly by an invisible force, causing even his thoughts to slow.
Under the influence of the massive oppressive force from the Dragon Monarch, Bai Shen’s face instantly turned pale, with cold sweat seeping from his forehead, sliding down his cheeks, merging into the surrounding water.
A shiver ran through Bai Shen’s heart, urgently pressing down the panic and trembling within, and in an extremely respectful manner, he bowed deeply to the Dragon Monarch.
Afterward, Bai Shen’s voice slightly trembled, yet he endeavored to remain steady, swiftly stating the purpose of his visit: "Mr. Dragon Monarch, I am from the Pure World White Lotus Sect."
"I came with absolutely no ill intentions."
With that said, Bai Shen paused, took a deep breath, and continued to speak.
"To be honest, I am here under orders from our Sect’s Supreme Grand Elder, specifically to rescue Mr. Dragon Monarch. I hope Mr. Dragon Monarch will see clearly!"
After Bai Shen finished speaking, the Dragon Monarch’s gaze remained icy cold, seemingly looking at a mere insignificant ant.
His head leaned slightly forward, the scales flickering with a cold sheen in the dark waters.
"Pure World White Lotus Sect?"
The Dragon Monarch pondered briefly, staring intently at Bai Shen before him.
This individual’s aura was distinctly identical to that of the martial arts cultivators from the Purification Extreme Saint Sect in the realm.
Yet, after a brief thought, the Dragon Monarch did not voice his suspicions.
After all, to him, the authenticity of human cults was not the focus.
As long as they could help him break free from the damned binding set by the human—Xia Ritian.
The Dragon Monarch couldn’t be bothered with where Bai Shen was from. Thinking this, the Dragon Monarch slowly withdrew the icy glint in his eyes.
The powerful oppressive force inadvertently leaking from his body also quietly retracted.
Without the Dragon Monarch’s terrifying oppressive force that struck fear into others.
Bai Shen, this Primordial Spirit Real Person at the Great Success in Divine Mansion Realm, immediately felt as if he had been relieved of a weight of ten thousand pounds, an unprecedented sense of ease washing over him.
"Such a tremendous power!"
Bai Shen couldn’t help but exclaim inwardly, recalling the pressure that had nearly suffocated him earlier, still left him with lingering fear.
This Dragon Monarch, not only bound by the power left by Emperor Tianqi, but also simultaneously suppressed by the mysterious Nine-Stripe Lunar Artifact Profound Bird Celestial Lock.
Yet, even in such a dire situation, it could still unleash such a powerful oppressive force—truly unbelievable.
"Could it be..."
A bold speculation suddenly surged in Bai Shen’s heart, and his heart began to beat uncontrollably and violently.
"Could this Dragon Monarch in front of me... be an unrivaled existence in the Void Realm?"
This thought took root and sprouted in Bai Shen’s mind, growing wildly, plunging him into a state of extreme excitement and tension.
If things were indeed as he suspected, then for Bai Shen, there would truly be no regrets left in his life!
One must know, that the unrivaled existence in the Void Realm—that was a mythical realm only spoken of in the vast historical river of the Great Xia dynasty.
It’s a Martial Arts Realm that countless cultivators strive their whole lives to attain but rarely reach.
Now, with this legendary Void Realm True Monarch just within reach, how could Bai Shen not feel a surge of excitement and thrill?
The golden lion beside them had not paid any attention to Bai Shen from the beginning, its focus solely on condensing the power of its Primordial Spirit.
As time quietly drifted by, the golden lion’s Primordial Spirit silhouette grew dimmer, its form gradually starting to shrink.
It was only at this moment that Bai Shen seemed to wake from a dream, abruptly turning his head towards the direction where the Lion Monarch was located.
Before his eyes, he saw the Lion Monarch’s massive Primordial Spirit silhouette had transformed into a golden rainbow light the size of a fist, dazzling and brilliant.
At the center of this golden rainbow light, there was a mysterious drop of black blood wrapped within.
The black drop of blood, deep like an endless abyss, was dark and serene, so pure that not a blemish could be seen.
"Dragon Monarch, this is a drop of essence blood from the Ancestor of Feather Emperor."
This strand of Primordial Spirit power from the Lion Monarch, upon entering the Great Xia dynasty, had no intention of returning to its original body.
All this plotting was merely to deliver this drop of essence blood from the Ancestor of Feather Emperor, intact, into the hands of the Dragon Monarch.
In an instant, the mass of golden rainbow light exploded with a vast amount of power.
This tremendous force instantly burst through the layers of surging waves, forcibly carving out a vacuum path in this body of water.
Subsequently, the golden rainbow light, carrying an unstoppable momentum, precisely shot towards where the Dragon Monarch was located.
The golden rainbow light left behind only a fleeting golden trail as it passed.
Witnessing this, the Dragon Monarch’s previously steady thousand-foot-long serpentine body suddenly trembled.
The dark scales on his body projected eerie black beams one after another, exuding an unsettling chill.
Each piece of dark scale trembled slightly, like countless pairs of eyes quietly watching, sending shivers down the spine.