I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 536 - 504. He has risen.

Xia Feng distinctly sensed his Dragon Spirit Blood boiling and the Dragon God Order inscribed deep in his soul flickering out of existence.

A vague sense of trembling and oppression surged over him, and he had an inkling of what was to come.

A very ancient and sacred Dragon King was about to awaken!

He released the seal on his five senses, only then noticing that the entire land seemed to be shaking.

It was as if the earth itself had turned, countless fissures and canyons tearing the endless snowy plains apart.

From the sky, the vast expanse of the snowy plains seemed to crumble for thousands of miles, collapsing in an instant with a dragon roar that seemed to come from the ancient firmament.

Countless fierce dragon corpses atop the snowy plains fell into the cracked crust, tumbling back into the Tomb of All Living Beings, tainted with corruption and covered with limbs.

"Boom!!!"

Mountains crumbled and the magma deep within the earth’s crust erupted, heralding an apocalypse, as if something... under the crust turned over and then—

It wanted to throw off the covers and get out of bed.

Surrounded by falling dragon corpses, Xia Feng unfolded his Vermilion Bird fire wings, barely maintaining his form as he held Jiang Qiue and looked up.

At the end of the snowy plains, that towering snow mountain which dominated the world now seemed to sway left and right like a head as the ground shook.

The degree of swaying was imperceptible to the average human eye, but Xia Feng could clearly see it; it was definitely a creature’s head!

With an avalanche, countless waves of snow rolled down from the peak, quickly revealing the outline of a dragon’s head.

However, it looked like it was lying on its back, face upwards. Now turning over, the snowy plains shook once again, surging tumultuously.

As fierce white skeletal claws emerged from the Tomb of All Living Beings, finding points of leverage on the snowy plains, the snowy expanse was torn apart like a thick blanket, snow filling the sky.

Using these leverage points, the snow mountain that stood between heaven and earth finally lifted, shedding layers of snow waves and fully transforming into a dragon’s head, rising above the clouds, obscuring the sun.

The no-fly rule of the Disaster Realm seemed to be easily broken by the actions of this Dragon King.

Xia Feng, flapping his fire wings, carried Jiang Qiue higher into the sky, exiting from its bed.

The world was empty, with only the grotesque dragon head, facing the east, the hollow bone frame flickering with holy green flames visible.

Even reduced to a skeleton, with fierce, rugged bones, it was still hauntingly beautiful, like a demon imprisoned for thousands of years by the gods of Heaven and Fengdu, now finally breaking free from the chains of the Immortal River and the Netherworld Spring, awakening from eons far beyond millennia.

It silently watched over the world, gazing at the now withering heaven and earth.

Xia Feng felt an inkling, looking down to see a faint emerald light emerging from the already shattered hills below.

The emerald light, with a whizz, darted into the clouds, burrowing into the eyebrow center of the snowy mountain dragon head.

Like a giant beast of the dead starry sky gaining a voice, it abruptly opened its eyes.

A giant blue gate appeared at its brow, a vertical sacred blue pupil glancing across the land.

Reflected in Xia Feng’s suddenly contracted pupils, without knowing when, was an old man with white hair.

The old man, dressed in simple ancient cyan garb and appearing no different from an ordinary person, but with two rugged horns on his forehead and those indifferent sacred blue vertical pupils, all indicated his extraordinary nature.

Xia Feng had no time to react before the old man raised his palm, aiming straight for his brow.

As a faint pale light flickered across Xia Feng’s brow, the Old Dragon King’s holy eyes slightly squinted, and his hand abruptly stopped mere millimeters from Xia Feng’s forehead, before he rapidly withdrew it.

"Old Dragon King, what madness are you up to now!"

Jiang Qiue hadn’t expected this entity to suddenly make a move, and she furrowed her brows about to scold him, but what surprised her was this.

The Old Dragon King moved back in front of the cyan giant door, his vertical pupils thoughtfully staring at Xia Feng for a while before he slowly stroked his beard and looked towards her with an aged voice tinged with a laugh, "Cough cough, dragons get old, they tend to do things just to scare people."

"However Ninth Tail, this young friend you’ve brought, his identity seems quite extraordinary."

Extraordinary identity?

Jiang Qiue blinked in confusion, looking at Xia Feng. The Old Dragon King was highly respected and held a venerable identity within the Dragon Clan, deserving of acknowledgment for his extraordinariness...

At that thought, her heart skipped a beat.

She indeed knew that Xia Feng’s Dragon Blood ranking was extremely high, probably of the Dragon God Bloodline!

But now, seeing the Old Dragon King’s attitude, it seemed not as simple as just having the Dragon God Bloodline.

After all, there were many ways to obtain the Dragon Clan’s bloodline: it could be a Half-Dragon who accidentally gained an opportunity, a Dragon God believer blessed by the gods, or perhaps... a Dragon God proxy?!

She initially thought that Xia Feng was just a lucky individual who accidentally obtained a chance at the Dragon God Bloodline, but now, it didn’t seem that simple.

As Jiang Qiue’s mind raced with thoughts, Xia Feng, too, was silently cursing inside. Indeed, this woman really was the Nine-tailed Star God.

The grand Nine-tailed Star God, lowering herself to serve the Black Moon Church as a mere Holy Daughter, must have been hard for her.

Of course, Xia Feng was now more concerned about who this Old Dragon King was. Was he friend or foe to Evil Dragon Miss?

But considering the situation, as they were all prominent figures of the Dragon Clan, they should be allies, right?

Thinking this, Xia Feng sent a string of polite inquiries through the hive mind to Jiang Qiue, "Great and beautiful Nine-tailed Star Lord, what’s the situation now? Who is this elder of the Dragon Clan? Weren’t we here to search for Divine Relics?"

Hearing Xia Feng suddenly turn respectful in his tone and address, Jiang Qiue was a bit unaccustomed to it at first, her ethereal beautiful eyes glanced at him, "Previously arrogant, now respectful, acting like a petty man, bullying the weak and fearing the strong."

"Jiang Qiue, I’m giving you face," Xia Feng glared with dead fish eyes, "Hurry up, tell me everything you know."

"....." Familiar displeasure voiced back, Jiang Qiue’s heart felt odd, she pursed her lips and explained through mind transmission.

"This is [Dragon King・Saint Qing Boer], second only to the two Dragon Gods in status within the Dragon Clan. Due to certain reasons, his godly state perished, his soul separated from his dragon corpse, which with a wisp of residual soul, fell into the dark abyss, seized by the opportunity of the Snow Plain Consciousness attempting to assimilate it.

But assimilating this dragon king, nearly as powerful as the Dragon Gods, has not been easy, and for tens of thousands of years, it has not succeeded..."

A flurry of information flooded into Xia Feng’s mind, causing him a bit of a headache, and inside he wondered in astonishment, "Wait, two Dragon Gods?!"

Evil Dragon Miss had never mentioned this to him.

So he always thought that the title Dragon God referred exclusively to the Pale Empress, with only one Dragon God.

One Dragon God already made the gods tremble... but from what Jiang Qiue was suggesting, there actually were two Dragon Gods in the Dragon Clan!

Xia Feng felt a "damn" moment inside, feeling his worldview being shaken.

Jiang Qiue wasn’t expecting Xia Feng to be unaware of this matter, and she explained:

"In the most glorious era of gods, the Dragon Clan was divided into two divine lineages, the Pale Dragon Clan and the Abyss Dragon Clan.

The supreme gods corresponding to these two clans were the two Dragon Gods—Pale Empress Disi and Abyss Emperor He."