Chapter 504: He is Getting Up
Xia Feng clearly sensed that his Dragon Spirit Blood was boiling, and the Dragon God Token, imprinted deep within his soul, flickered and pered. A strange tremor and sense of pressure washed over him, and Xia Feng had an instinctive premonition. This was a very ancient and sacred Dragon King, about to awaken!
He released the seals on his five senses and discovered that the entire land seemed to be shaking violently. It was as if the earth was splitting apart, with countless fissures and canyons tearing open across the Endless Snowfield. If one were to look down from the sky, the snowfield for a thousand miles around was crumbling. With a dragon roar that seemed to come from the ancient heavens, the snowfield and land instantly collapsed.
Numerous ferocious dragon corpses, lying dormant on the snowfield, tumbled into the cracked earth, falling back into the All Living Beings’ Grave, which was already covered in filth and mutilated limbs.
“Rumble!!”
Mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, magma erupted from the depths of the crust, as if it were the end of days. It was as if something was stirring beneath the earth, and then—
He was about to throw off the covers and get out of bed.
The dragon corpses around Xia Feng and Jiang Qiue fell into the abyss. Xia Feng unfurled his Vermillion Bird Fire Wings, holding Jiang Qiue, and struggled to maintain his balance as he looked up.
At the end of the snowfield, the majestic snow mountain that dominated the land was now shaking with the earth. It swayed slowly from side to side like a head. That degree of shaking was imperceptible to the naked eye, but Xia Feng could clearly see that it was definitely the head of a living being!
Like an avalanche, countless waves of snow rolled down from the mountaintop. Soon, the outline of the snow mountain gradually took on the shape of a dragon’s head. However, it seemed to be lying on its back, with its face turned upward. As it turned over, the snowfield and land began to shake again, undulating and heaving.
As ferocious bony claws emerged from the All Living Beings’ Grave and found purchase on the snowfield, the snowfield, thousands of miles in extent, seemed to be torn apart like a thick cotton quilt, with snowflakes filling the air. Using these points of leverage, the snow mountain, which stood between heaven and earth, finally lifted, shaking off layers of snow to fully reveal its dragon head, rising above the clouds and blotting out the sky.
The flight-restricted rules of the Disaster Realm seemed to be easily broken by this Dragon King’s actions. Xia Feng flapped his fiery wings, carrying Jiang Qiue, and continued to fly higher, retreating from its resting place.
The world was empty, with only the ferocious dragon head that blotted out the sky and obscured the sun gazing eastward. Within its empty bone frame, a sacred, dark green fire flickered. Even though only its skeletal structure remained, with sharp and protruding bones, it was still ethereally beautiful in a pale, alluring way, like a demon imprisoned for ten thousand years by gods of both heaven and the underworld, finally breaking free from the chains of celestial rivers and Stygian springs, awakening from the long currents of time, perhaps even longer.
It calmly observed heaven and earth, gazing upon the current withered world. Xia Feng sensed something and looked down, only to see a faint green light emerging from the shattered hills underfoot.
That green light shot into the sky in an instant and disappeared into the forehead of the snow mountain dragon head. Like a colossal beast in the silent, dead expanse of the starry sky that had suddenly come to life, it opened its eyes wide.
A giant green door appeared on its forehead, and a sacred, pale green vertical pupil in the center of the door glanced at the land. Xia Feng’s pupils, which had contracted in shock, now reflected an old man with a head full of white hair.
The old man wore a simple, ancient green robe. His face was indistinguishable from that of an ordinary person, but the two rugged horns on his forehead and his indifferent, sacred green vertical pupils all indicated his extraordinary nature. Xia Feng didn’t have time to react before the old man raised his palm and struck directly towards his forehead. However, after a thread of pale white light flashed across Xia Feng’s forehead, the old man’s sacred eyes narrowed slightly. The palm stopped less than a millimeter from his forehead before he quickly withdrew his hand and retreated.
“Old Dragon King, what madness are you throwing again!” Jiang Qiue also didn’t expect this being to attack suddenly. She frowned and was about to reprimand him, but what surprised her was that the old man retreated back to the green giant door. His vertical pupils stared at Xia Feng thoughtfully for a moment before he slowly stroked his beard and looked at her, his aged voice carrying a smile. “Cough, cough, old dragons like to do things that scare people.”
“However, Nine-Tails, the young friend you brought seems to have an extraordinary identity.”
An extraordinary identity? Jiang Qiue was stunned. She looked at Xia Feng in confusion. The Old Dragon King held a high position and respected status among the dragon race. For him to acknowledge someone’s extraordinary identity… Thinking of this, her heart skipped a beat. She did know that Xia Feng’s dragon bloodline had a very high status, possibly even the Dragon God Bloodline! But judging by the Old Dragon King’s attitude, it seemed to be more than just the Dragon God Bloodline. After all, there were many ways to obtain a dragon bloodline; it could be a Half-dragon who stumbled upon an opportunity, a believer of the Dragon God blessed by a divine being, or perhaps… a proxy of the Dragon God?! She had thought Xia Feng was just a lucky individual who accidentally obtained the opportunity to have the Dragon God Bloodline, but now she suspected it wasn’t that simple.
As Jiang Qiue’s mind raced with thoughts, Xia Feng silently thought to himself, as expected, this woman is indeed the Nine-Tails Star God herself. It was quite something that the dignified Nine-Tails Star God would deign to be a mere Saintess in the Black Moon Holy See, and he felt a pang of sympathy for her.
Of course, Xia Feng was now more concerned about who this Old Dragon King was. Was he an ally or an enemy of Miss Evil Dragon? However, judging by the situation, they were all powerful figures in the dragon race, so they should be allies, right?
While contemplating, Xia Feng sent a series of polite inquiries to Jiang Qiue through the Bee Swarm Will: “Great and beautiful Nine-Tails Star Lord, what is the current situation? Who is this old dragon? Didn’t we come to find God Relics?”
Hearing Xia Feng’s sudden change to a respectful tone and address, Jiang Qiue was a little unaccustomed to it. Her ethereal, beautiful eyes glanced at him. “You were arrogant before and humble now; the ways of a petty man, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.”
“Jiang Qiue, I’m giving you the face to speak. Hurry up and tell me everything you know,” Xia Feng retorted, his eyes like dead fish.
“…” Hearing the familiar displeased tone curse back, Jiang Qiue felt a strange sensation in her heart. She pursed her lips and transmitted her thoughts to explain.
“This is the [Dragon King · Sheng Qingbol]. His status in the dragon race is second only to the two Dragon Gods. Due to certain reasons, after his Divine Fall, his soul and dragon bones separated. The dragon bones, carrying a wisp of remnant soul, fell into the Black Abyss, where the consciousness of the Snowfield seized the opportunity to try and assimilate him. However, assimilating this most powerful Dragon King, who was infinitely close to becoming a Dragon God, was not easy. It hasn’t succeeded for tens of thousands of years…”
A long string of information was transmitted into Xia Feng’s mind by Jiang Qiue. As Xia Feng felt a headache coming on, he was shocked, “Wait, two Dragon Gods?!” Miss Evil Dragon had never mentioned this to him. Therefore, he had always thought the title “Dragon God” referred exclusively to Pale Di Si, and that there was only one Dragon God.
One Dragon God was enough to make all gods tremble… But judging by Jiang Qiue’s words, there were actually two Dragon Gods in the dragon race! Xia Feng’s heart clenched with shock, feeling as if his worldview had been shattered.
Jiang Qiue didn’t expect Xia Feng to not even know about this and explained: “During the most glorious era of the gods, the dragon race was divided into two great divine lineages, the Pale Dragon race and the Abyss Dragon race. The supreme gods corresponding to these two races were the two Dragon Gods—Pale Di Si, and Di He Abyss.”
