Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 772 - 770: Heifeng of the Ancient Dragon Clan

Chapter 772: Chapter 770: Heifeng of the Ancient Dragon Clan

"This place is shrouded by Forbidden Power. No one should act rashly," Ru Shuang suddenly spoke.

"Right, right, no one should act rashly." An seemed to have grasped something. As long as the danger persisted... they were a team.

No choice! In this team, she was the weakest. If the group were to disperse, forget about finding a way out; even surviving would be a question.

Jiang Hao also laughed. "I have a Divine Weapon that can withstand this Forbidden Power, but... it can only protect a limited number of people." As he spoke, he glanced at Guang Xiaoyu, a hint of smugness in his heart.

He had finally found his opportunity. He possessed a powerful Divine Weapon capable of blocking even the most extreme forces—that much was true. However, his claim about the limited number of people it could protect was false. He intended to use the pressure of the Forbidden Power to force Guang Xiaoyu to compromise. Once that happened, he could crush her mercilessly, even make her kneel to humiliate her. HEH HEH! Thinking about this made Jiang Hao unable to contain his excitement.

Idiot! Guang Xiaoyu shrugged, her expression scornful. "I’m going my own way."

An immediately panicked. "Sister, don’t mess around! This place is very dangerous. We should stick together!"

Guang Xiaoyu shook her head. "I don’t associate with idiots."

"What did you say?" Jiang Hao’s anger flared.

Guang Xiaoyu swept her gaze over him, her piercing eyes as sharp as a sword’s gleam, captivating and unnerving.

Jiang Hao had wanted to draw his sword, but faced with such a gaze, he sobered up, remembering their previous encounter.

He restrained himself and said in a subtly mocking tone, "Since you have no need for this Young Master’s Divine Weapon, then please, go right ahead. Just don’t come crying when the Forbidden Power crushes you. HEH... At that point, even if you kneel before this Young Master and repent, it will be useless."

His words dripped with mockery and derision, clearly urging Guang Xiaoyu on—if she wouldn’t deign to accompany him, the "idiot," then she should just get going! Let’s see how you fare on your own!

The others opened their mouths slightly, as if to speak, but then stopped themselves. They wanted to offer advice, but seeing the attitudes of the two, they knew persuasion would likely be futile.

An, on the other hand, was sweating profusely, wailing internally, No, no, no, don’t do this! Calm down!

Just as she was about to speak, Guang Xiaoyu took a few steps forward and entered the Yellow Sand Land.

An cried out in shock, her eyes wide, and subconsciously chased after her. Guang Xiaoyu moved with incredible speed.

What taboo, what danger, what strangeness? It all seemed to cease to exist for her.

Only when their figures had completely vanished did the few young people behind them come to their senses, their faces etched with astonishment. Jiang Hao, in particular, felt as if he couldn’t breathe.

She actually made it across?

Guang Xiaoyu wasn’t moving randomly; she was sensing the fluctuations of Demonic Qi, heading step by step towards the Dark Demon at a swift pace.

An, following behind, was utterly astounded.

Before long, they arrived at a ruin, or rather, something resembling an Ancient Battlefield. However, the ground was littered not only with the bones of human experts but, more numerously, with the carcasses of ferocious beasts.

Gleaming white bones lay scattered; without exception, all of them were tainted with a certain amount of Demonic Qi.

Some skeletons even moved on their own, like puppets devoid of Spiritual Intelligence, creating an eerily bizarre scene.

Further ahead lay an Ancient City, its dilapidated walls mostly collapsed.

At the city gate, a massive skeleton lay coiled on the ground, loop upon loop, stacked so high it completely blocked the entrance. It was a dragon’s skeleton.

Though its frame was small, it was unmistakably a dragon’s skeleton. Its aura fluctuations were remarkably strong, and the Divine Radiance within seemed to be still coalescing, giving the illusion that it was still alive.

This was Heifeng of the Dragon Clan, an Ancient Ferocious Beast—bloodthirsty, warlike, and inherently arrogant. It had been a prominent figure among the Dragon Clan, having distinguished itself on Ancient Battlefields.

Legend had it, it even participated in the turmoil during the Era of Gods.

Guang Xiaoyu felt a tingling sensation on her scalp as she slowly approached. But an oppressive force surged from the dragon bones in an instant, compressing the heavens and earth, like mountains bearing down on her.

It was terrifying. She halted, her expression grave. Is this dragon really dead?

The next moment!

BOOM! A ghostly apparition burst forth from the depths of the dragon bones. It was exceedingly vague, but its form was already coalescing, revealing a colossal dragon head. It exuded an indescribable majesty and pressure, yet also possessed a ferocious and terrifying aspect.

The dragon head roared at Guang Xiaoyu. A pressure dozens of times more powerful than before assaulted her, and the very space around them seemed on the verge of rupturing.

Guang Xiaoyu was horrified and quickly retreated. Soon, the dragon head gradually solidified.

Its Dharma was grim, possessing an imposing air without any visible anger. Its copper-bell-like eyes stared intently at Guang Xiaoyu as it questioned in a deep voice, "Who goes there?"

"..."

"Intruders shall die!"

"Elder, wait..." Guang Xiaoyu’s heart pounded. Steeling herself, she bluffed, "I have a deep connection with the Dragon Clan."

Damn it, damn it! How is such a formidable beast still alive? This is utterly preposterous! The Demon Emperor, feeling the terrifying pressure, had blurted out that sentence through Guang Xiaoyu. But the moment the words were out, she regretted it.

She’d never actually encountered the Dragon Clan! These beings were Ten Thousand World Creatures, born in an ancient era. They had experienced a long period of prosperity and reproduction before gradually declining, their bloodlines dwindling, slowly vanishing in one cataclysm after another. How could she, a cultivator from a more recent age, have possibly met a member of the Dragon Clan?

"Nonsense! You are clearly a demon," the dragon head thundered.

GULP. Guang Xiaoyu swallowed hard, her face turning deathly pale.

It’s over. How am I supposed to explain this now?

An, standing to the side, was extremely nervous and even a little stunned. She was nervous because the dragon skeleton had revived, and stunned because... was this sister a demon cultivator?

"I once met an elder," Guang Xiaoyu said, forcing herself to continue. "It proclaimed itself Jiu Yue, the Scourge of Mortals. I’ve also met the Devouring Sky Beast Lord, yes, that is... um..."

She wanted to describe Mao Qiu, but... the little fellow’s form didn’t seem right. Fluffy... no matter how she described it, it was just cute. Definitely not like the legendary Devouring Sky Beast. And vastly different from the Devouring Sky Beast of ancient times.

Guang Xiaoyu hurriedly added, "I’ve seen the Ancient Phoenix."

At the mention of "Jiu Yue," the dragon creature visibly paused, its murderous aura diminishing significantly. Upon hearing about the Devouring Sky Beast, it grew solemn, its expression grave.

Only when Guang Xiaoyu mentioned the Ancient Phoenix did Heifeng suddenly fall silent.

In ancient times, there was a saying that dragons and Phoenixes were auspicious symbols in the world, representing righteousness, justice, good fortune, and more.

In some worlds, people even revered dragons and Phoenixes, carving and sculpting them as totems of their heritage.

There was a profound connection between them, known as ’Shared Destiny.’

As the name suggested, the fates of the Dragon and Phoenix clans were intertwined.

If the dragons flourished, the Phoenixes would surely thrive.

If the Phoenixes prospered, so too would the dragons.

However, as ages passed and times changed, both clans suffered calamities in the long river of time, slowly dwindling. By the current era, dragons and Phoenixes had all but vanished from the world.

It had fallen here countless years ago. Though its body had decayed, the fire of its dragon soul remained unyielding. It had encountered many powerful beings over the eons.

From them, it had learned of the changing eras and the fate of the Dragon and Phoenix clans.

The answer from them was invariably: "They are no longer seen." It was a source of great sorrow for it.

Until this moment, hearing that long-lost name—Ancient Phoenix—from Guang Xiaoyu’s lips.

It watched her with a cold gaze.

Guang Xiaoyu, though intimidated, explained, "It’s true. I’ve seen it."

Heifeng asked coldly, "Dead? Or just a Divine Soul? Or are only bones left?"

Guang Xiaoyu was stunned. "It’s alive!"

At that instant, Heifeng’s overwhelming pressure swept down once again. Its eyes, as large as copper bells, radiated a chilling intent.

Still alive? How could there possibly still be a Phoenix in this world? The Dragon Clan has long since vanished into the annals of time. She must be lying to me!

"Calm down, calm down..." An felt suffocated, her mind in turmoil. She quickly looked at Guang Xiaoyu. "Sister, quickly bring out the Phoenix!"

Guang Xiaoyu: "???"