Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The genius from the Original People Clan looked utterly humiliated by the mockery, his eyes flashing an eerie purple.

He had intended to establish his dominance by killing someone in front of everyone. He never expected that not only would he fail, but he would also be soundly slapped in the face.

This made some of the onlookers start to laugh.

BOOM!

Just then, more members of the Original People Clan descended from the night sky, landing beside their fellow genius!

At the forefront were two young men at the Profound Level.

They were tall, imposing, and exuded a wild arrogance. One had a crimson rhombic crystal stone floating between his brows, while the other had a silver one. The crystals were wreathed in Inscriptions, shimmering with Divine Light!

”So, you think you’re pretty powerful, do you?”

The young man from the Original People Clan with the silver rhombic crystal stone had a cold expression. His eyes flashed with chilling light as he stared at the Dragon King!

”The Original People Clan can’t handle a one-on-one fight. You tried to humiliate someone, but got humiliated instead. What, you want to gang up on us now? Eager to get slapped in the face again?”

Dongfang Wudi strode forward, landing beside the Dragon King. Unwilling to show any weakness, he radiated a sharp, wild Battle Intent.

The Original People Clan was the arch-nemesis of the Grand Emperor Country. This was what his father, Dongfang Zhan, had drilled into him: anyone from the Original People Clan was an enemy to be killed without mercy!

In the night sky, aboard the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc, Ye Wushuang watched silently. He had also heard the Great Emperor mention that an irreconcilable hatred existed between the Original People Clan and the Grand Emperor Country.

Back then, the first-generation Great Emperor Dijun had slaughtered the Original People Clan and driven them into the East Marsh Wilderness. As for why, no one knew for sure.

However, there was surely some unknown secret behind it all.

Of course, Ye Wushuang had no favorable impression of these Original People. They were incredibly cold-blooded, seeming to hate the Grand Emperor’s people as if they wished to obliterate every last one of them.

’But these guys are so strong!’

Ye Wushuang muttered to himself.

”The Original People Clan is a race of natural-born sovereigns, favored by the Grand Emperor Domain. From birth, they are granted a Grand Emperor Origin Crystal—that’s the thing between their brows.”

Nanbei pointed at the members of the Original People Clan and said, ”The Grand Emperor Origin Crystal grants them Grand Emperor Power, which surpasses ordinary True Essence and gives them terrifying Combat Power. Moreover, the Original People are the native inhabitants of the Grand Emperor Domain. Their physiques are extremely powerful, and they are truly not someone an ordinary person can stand against.”

”Original People physiques?”

Ye Wushuang narrowed his eyes, a little puzzled.

Nanbei explained, ”The Original People’s physiques are divided into nine grades. Those with a ninety-percent Original Bloodline are considered Ninth Grade. A Ninth Grade Original Bloodline is comparable to a powerful special physique.”

”For example, those three geniuses from the Original People Clan—Heimu Ye, Heiyun Xingze, and Heixuan Ze—have only awakened eighty percent of their Original Bloodline, yet they are comparable to the Celestial Prides on the Dragon List. They’re terrifyingly strong!”

”Furthermore, rumor has it that there is an even higher tier: the Ancient Blood Physique. Those with it experience a bloodline reversion, granting them the heaven-defying Combat Power of the Original People from Ancient Times. They can even manifest an Original Sage Body to fight with, which is even more horrifying.”

...

Ye Wushuang was astonished. ’If an eighty-percent bloodline is that powerful, then how strong are the Ninth Grade and the Ancient Blood Physique?’

”However, the Dragon King is no simple character either,” Nanbei continued. ”He possesses the Mad Dragon Battle Body, which is a type of Dragon Fighting Body. It’s equally terrifying. If a real fight breaks out, these people won’t be able to do anything to him, unless someone with an Ancient Blood Physique makes a move.”

Nanbei’s gaze was sharp as he stared at the Dragon King—the number one Celestial Pride on the Dragon List!

”What kinds of Ancient Blood Physiques are there?”

Ye Wushuang frowned, sensing that he would clash with these people soon.

”It’s hard to say for sure about the Ancient Blood Physiques. The Original People Clan, for example, is divided into three tribes: Black Wood, Black Cloud, and Black Profound. It’s possible that each tribe has one person with an Ancient Blood Physique.”

”Besides them, factions like the Holy Celestial Ruins have the Holy Blood Physique. Their physique is inherited from the bloodline of Saint Sages of Ancient Times. Through bloodline reversion, they gain access to Saint Sage Divine Techniques.”

”There’s also the Demon Battle Body of the Half-Demon Race, and so on!”

”Of course, the universally acknowledged number one physique is the Celestial Dome’s Emperor’s Domineering Blood. It’s a bloodline personally created by the heavens themselves, gestated over ten thousand years. It grants its wielder the Emperor’s Power, and every generation of its user has suppressed all peers of their era!”

”Now that a great era is dawning, all these physiques are bound to appear!”

...

Nanbei listed one powerful physique after another in a single breath, leaving Ye Wushuang shaken!

’Emperor’s Domineering Blood!’

The Great Power from the Celestial Dome had mentioned this name before. It seemed this person had already been born. If so, they would be a formidable fated enemy.

Ye Wushuang did not underestimate a bloodline created by the heavens.

’Looks like I need to forge my Holy Body as soon as possible. My Treasure Body is no longer enough to contend with those terrifying physiques.’

A sharp glint flashed in Ye Wushuang’s eyes.

The Chaos Heaven-Devouring Dragon Body was divided into the Treasure Body, Holy Body, Chaos Body, and First Generation Body.

Not to mention the latter two stages, as long as he forged the Holy Body, he was confident enough to suppress all those other powerful physiques.

This was the terrifying, heaven-defying nature of the Chaos Heaven-Devouring Dragon Body!

BOOM!

While the two sides were locked in a standoff, a strange transformation occurred with the silver moon in the sky!

A hundred-meter-thick pillar of moonlight pierced down from the firmament, blasting toward the lake and illuminating the entire Lost Mountain Range.

The blinding brilliance caused temporary blindness.

When everyone came to their senses, they saw that the full moon reflected in the lake was connected to the pillar of moonlight, which in turn was connected to the full moon in the firmament.

It was as if the moon in the lake and the moon in the sky were linked together by that single beam of light!

The entire lake also began to change dramatically. Its waters defied gravity and rose, forming a silvery-white curtain of water.

Beneath the water curtain, a world of Crystal Camp began to materialize—a marvelous spectacle for the ages that left everyone breathless!

This world was shrouded in ice crystals. In its depths, Divine Light flickered, and the light of Dao Principles and Inscriptions shone for miles!

”The Moonfall Land! That world is the Moonfall Land!”

”And the Holy Medicine, the Moon God Flower! It exists too! The legends are true! The moon really did fall in the Profound North Realm back then.”

Gazing at that world, everyone’s eyes burned with fervent desire. The Moon God Flower—a Supreme Holy Medicine, a medicine of Dao Charm!

Each stalk was a creation of heaven and earth. Consuming one would grant all sorts of heaven-defying effects!

”The Lost Clan... are they appearing again?!”

Suddenly, a faint, ethereal voice echoed from the distance!

A behemoth was seen striding across the void, its world-shaking aura causing everyone to tremble!

”A Flying Heaven Winged Tiger! It’s the Holy Celestial Ruins!”

Looking at the giant beast striding through the void, many people cried out in alarm, recognizing it as the special Spirit Beast of the Holy Celestial Ruins—a Great Demon King Level Flying Heaven Winged Tiger.

BOOM!

At the same time, several Light Gates appeared within the hundred-meter-thick pillar of moonlight.

Figure after figure with world-shaking auras stepped out from the Light Gates, as if they had come from the moon in the firmament itself.

Every one of them was dressed in silver robes and cloaks that completely shrouded their bodies, obscuring their faces.

But the aura of each and every one of them was terrifying beyond compare!

One slightly stooped figure, in particular, was so horrifyingly powerful that they surpassed any expert Ye Wushuang had ever seen before.

It was as if that figure was a living Saint Sage, making it impossible for anyone to even think of resisting!

The Lost Clan had appeared.

Looking at these newcomers, everyone’s expression grew heavy. They had a feeling that today’s events would not be so simple after all!

”To think that the Clan Leader of the Lost Clan would personally descend from the moon... Truly unexpected!”

The faint, ethereal voice sounded again from atop the Flying Heaven Winged Tiger.

Looking up, one could see a figure shrouded in Holy Light, its true appearance completely hidden.