Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The Holy City sat at the head of the Grand Emperor Dragon Vein, nourished by its Dragon Vein Qi. It was a place that birthed heroes and nurtured greatness.

Not only was it filled with dense nature’s spiritual energy, but it also held a mysterious Dao Charm. For Cultivators, it was a Supreme Holy Land.

Ye Wushuang and his two companions stepped into the Holy City and walked along the main street. They saw countless pavilions, towers, restaurants, and shops lining the way. Its bustling prosperity was far beyond what Nanyang City could ever compare to.

The crowds on the street were like a long dragon with no end in sight. Everywhere one looked, young, outstanding talents could be seen, full of vigor and glowing with success.

”So many people!” Lan Xinyu exclaimed, following beside Ye Wushuang. Staring at the bustling crowds, she was utterly astonished. This was also her first time in the Holy City, and she was immediately struck by its magnificence and prosperity.

”This is the heart of the Grand Emperor Country, so of course it’s crowded.” Ye Wushuang gave a faint smile. The Holy City was a sacred place everyone yearned for. Many young talents traveled thousands of miles just to witness its grandeur and broaden their horizons.

As a result, the Holy City had gathered the genius talents from all over the Grand Emperor Country!

Along the way, Ye Wushuang didn’t encounter a single person whose Cultivation was below the Spiritual Spring Realm. Even Yin Yang Powerhouses, who were rarely seen before, frequently appeared on the streets.

It could truly be said that Spiritual Spring Realm cultivators were a dime a dozen, and those of the Yin Yang Realm were everywhere you looked.

Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder. ’An Overlord is truly on another level. Back in the Endless Wilderness, a Yin Yang Powerhouse would be an Elder of a sect, but here, they can be seen everywhere. This place is far beyond what the Endless Wilderness could compare to.’

Moreover, the Grand Emperor Country wasn’t the only Overlord in the Grand Emperor Domain. One could only imagine how vast this part of the world was. There were likely a terrifying number of geniuses as well!

At this very moment, as the Holy City bathed in a sacred radiance, three figures walked among the endless stream of people. No one paid them any mind, let alone noticed the handsome young man leading the way.

Little did they know that the three days the Donghuang Bell had chimed, the three days of turmoil that had shaken the Grand Emperor Domain, were all because of him!

Perhaps no one could have imagined that from the moment he took his first step into the Holy City, the Grand Emperor Domain would begin to change because of him. The entire future would be turned upside down by his actions.

The crowd was discussing the great changes that had occurred over the past three days. The trio walked among them, eventually stopping in front of a restaurant.

”The Holy City is too big. Let’s rest for a bit before we decide on our next move.”

Ye Wushuang said to his two companions. Finding his father and news of the Holy Medicine in this vast sea of people was easier said than done.

”We’ll do as you say, sir.”

Lan Xinyu smiled faintly, and the three of them entered the restaurant.

This restaurant was called Baihua Tower!

The restaurant lived up to its name. The first floor was an open space, arranged with circular flowerbeds dotted with vibrant blossoms that gave off a refreshing fragrance. The center of this floor and the levels above were open to the sky. Looking up, one could see many people on the second-floor balcony drinking, admiring the flowers, and chatting with one another.

Unlike other restaurants, this one was not loud and boisterous. It was relatively tranquil, with the faint sound of a zither drifting through the air, creating a leisurely and elegant atmosphere.

Ye Wushuang and his companions went up to the second floor. A waiter came over and greeted them, ”Welcome, what can I get for the three of you?”

”A pot of wine and something to eat,” Ye Wushuang replied calmly.

”Of course, please wait a moment.” The waiter smiled and led the three of them to an empty table. He soon returned with a pot of wine and some Spirit Fruits.

Ye Wushuang sat down and listened to the discussions of the other patrons. They weren’t discussing any great secrets, so they spoke at a normal volume, which was easily audible for any Cultivator.

Ye Wushuang listened quietly.

Beside him, Lan Xinyu picked up the wine pot and poured a cup.

After listening for a while, Ye Wushuang gathered that their conversations revolved around topics like ”the chiming of the Donghuang Bell,” ”the Grand Emperor Heroes,” and ”the changes in the Grand Emperor Domain.” Occasionally, he also caught the names ”Mo Wentian” and ”Young Master Xie Qing.”

”The World-Suppressing Sacred Soldier, the Donghuang Bell, chimed for three days. I heard it was a premonition, a response to a great change in the world. They say that when the Donghuang Bell appeared, a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon also manifested outside the Holy City. I wonder if it’s true?”

A voice from a nearby table caught Ye Wushuang’s attention. He had a vague feeling that the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon they were discussing was related to the phenomenon caused by the eruption of his own Dragon Spirit Bloodline.

However, he didn’t interject and continued to listen.

Soon, another young man replied.

”Of course it’s true. When the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon appeared, some of the powerhouses in the Holy City saw it. Even His Majesty the Great Emperor made an appearance. Not only that, but mysterious phenomena also occurred in places like the East Marsh Wilderness. It’s not all that surprising!”

”That’s right. Rumor has it that the reclusive Original People Clan from the East Marsh Wilderness and the Half-Demon Race from the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains have emerged. Even the terrifying Saint Ruins have appeared.”

”I heard about that. News just came in yesterday that a Celestial Pride from the Original People Clan emerged. He’s at the Yin Yang Realm First Layer but easily suppressed and killed a Profound Level expert from the older generation.”

”The Original People Clan possesses the Original Bloodline and world-defying abilities. They’re terrifyingly powerful and not someone an ordinary person can contend with, so that’s not surprising. Besides them, there are also the people from the Saint Ruins. They have the Holy Blood Physique, which is just as heaven-defying, and now they’ve emerged as well!”

Many listeners were utterly shocked. A Yin Yang Realm First Layer expert suppressing and killing a Profound Level powerhouse was indeed frighteningly powerful.

Ye Wushuang was also surprised. He was familiar with the Yin Yang Realm; it was divided into the Rebirth, Yang Destruction, and Profound Levels. The gap between each level was immense and incredibly difficult for most people to overcome.

Yet, this Celestial Pride with the Original Bloodline had crossed two of these major levels to kill an expert from the older generation. His Combat Power was truly terrifying!

”The great contest of this era has begun. Even the strongest geniuses are no match for peerless Celestial Prides. Only they are the true protagonists in this new age.”

A young man sighed. ”A peerless Celestial Pride represents invincibility, a dragon among men. They are the true stars of the Grand Emperor Domain. Even the older generation can only sigh that their time has passed when they meet them!”

”Oh, right! I heard yesterday that Mo Wentian has now become a Celestial Pride. He defeated Xuan Wuji, who was ranked fifth, and took his place as number five on the Dragon List.”

After the sigh, that same young man shifted the topic to matters within the Holy City.

”Didn’t we hear that Mo Wentian was plotted against while cultivating in the Endless Wilderness? Something went wrong with his body, his meridians were destroyed, and he couldn’t practice Cultivation anymore, right?”

”His meridians were destroyed, but the Mo Family used some extraordinary means to restore his Cultivation. In fact, he even became a Celestial Pride because of it!”

When the crowd mentioned Mo Wentian, Ye Wushuang’s brow furrowed. ’That guy is really hard to kill. He was fine even after having all his meridians destroyed, and he even became a Celestial Pride. It seems the Mo Family must have gone to great lengths.’

”I heard that when Mo Wentian came back from the Endless Wilderness, he was in a terrible state. His whole body was cracking apart, blood was flowing everywhere, and he almost died. I wonder who did it. They were so ruthless. The Mo Family will probably hunt them to the ends of the earth.”

Someone muttered this bit of gossip, and many others revealed thoughtful expressions.

Across from them, Ye Wushuang shook his head, silently picked up the cup of wine Lan Xinyu had poured for him, and drained it in one gulp.