Myriad Dragon Heavenly Domain.
Though called a Heavenly Domain, it was in fact countless islands scattered like stars, where land and sea formed one whole.
Within the Myriad Dragon Dragon Palace, the water-repelling formation operated. An underwater palace gleamed in gold and jade, with white jade pillars and goldstone paving, extravagance displayed in every detail.
On the throne of the Azure Dragon Clan, the Myriad Dragon Ancestor reclined on his side, one hand supporting his chin while the fingertips of the long dragon claws on his other hand tapped against the table. He was tall and powerfully built, his ten fingers exceptionally slender, his nails all blue, blue dragon scales surfacing over the backs of his hands.
All around the hall, strange flaming stones burned. Firelight swayed through the dim palace, flickering between brightness and shadow.
Buzz!
Suddenly, beneath the isolation of the water-repelling formation and the shroud of the Dragon Palace's killing formation, space in the hall rippled. A figure tore through space and emerged, broad and burly, clad in golden armor and a blood-red battle robe.
A human-form being—a ape cultivator—walked out slowly, emanating Mahayana pressure.
The moment he appeared, the flaming stones in the hall went out at once. Darkness swallowed everything, as though they stood at the bottom of a ten-thousand-zhang black sea, unable to see even their own fingers.
The Myriad Dragon Ancestor snapped his fingers. The flaming stones reignited, restoring light to the hall. He snorted coldly. "You still love putting on this mysterious act as much as ever."
Sun Ying stepped forward slowly. His posture was straight and upright. Though monkey fur grew across his face, he still appeared handsome and cold and ruthless. The faint curl of his lips radiated a wild, sinister charm.
Sun Ying walked to the couch in the