"Dragon Pool!"
Mo Hua was not the only one to recognize those two ancient characters. Quite a few prodigies did as well, their hearts trembling. They had gone to every possible length to break into the Great Wilderness Imperial Court for the Great Wilderness Dragon Pool—and now, the Dragon Pool was right before their eyes.
Everyone's hearts stirred restlessly, but after glancing at Mo Hua walking at the very front, they ultimately suppressed their ambitions.
Mo Hua, too, drew a soft breath to calm the excitement in his heart, then reached out to push open the Dragon Pool's gates.
Yet the instant his hand touched the Dragon Pool, it seemed as though the roars of ten thousand dragons erupted beside his ears.
"What petty intruder dares violate my imperial clan's forbidden ground?!"
Boundless majesty descended from nowhere, pressing down upon him until even the space around him twisted.
Light swirled before his eyes, dazzling in gold and jade, throwing his vision into chaos.
Mo Hua was dazed for a moment. When he raised his head again, the scenery around him had completely changed.
The Dragon Bone Path was gone. The gates of the Dragon Pool were gone.
In their place stood a grand hall. Its lofty ceiling towered overhead, dragon statues carved all around it, clouds and mist billowing through the air. It did not resemble any mortal realm.
This hall bore some resemblance to the Great Wilderness Dragon Hall where Shentu Ao was in reality—a hall polluted by a black Blood Pool and rotting flesh—but its atmosphere was utterly different.
Upon the hall's heights sat a sovereign, half dragon and half human.
He had a dragon's head for a face, dragon eyes and a dragon's mouth, as well as dragon whiskers and dragon claws. Yet his body was human,