Inside the main hall, Lin Ming's clear yet chilling voice, though not loud, seemed to possess a strange penetrating power, clearly and without missing a single word, reaching the ears of the three Dragon Kings.
There was no trace of fear of being at a disadvantage in his tone; instead, it carried the composure of a host entertaining an uninvited guest, and even more so, the absolute sense of control of a hunter who had finally seen his cunning prey fall into his carefully laid trap.
Just as the three Dragon Kings were about to follow the "script" and ask Zi Yan about the specific details of her entrapment and discuss how to "join forces" to rescue her, they suddenly stopped in their tracks, as if blocked by an invisible barrier!
The already sinister face of the North Dragon King was instantly covered with a layer of frost that could freeze the soul, and his eyes were as sharp as ice spikes, fixed on Lin Ming.
The West Dragon King's fiery red eyebrows suddenly shot up like two burning swords, and his rage instantly transformed into a furious expression of being fooled.
Even the seemingly honest but actually shrewd South Dragon King's feigned friendly smile froze and shattered, replaced by a look of astonishment at being outmaneuvered and a rapidly rising gloom.
At the same time, the three elders of East Dragon Island, who had been playing the roles of "guide" and "seeker," also took a half step back in perfect unison, distancing themselves from the three Dragon Kings.
The previously vivid expressions of "anxiety" and "earnestness" on their faces vanished instantly, replaced by a solemnity and coldness like a drawn sword.
The three of them stood in a subtle, interconnected formation, forming a clever semi-encirclement with Lin Ming, who stood proudly before the throne steps. This created a situation where they were mutually supportive and trapped like turtles in a jar!
The atmosphere inside the hall suddenly shifted from the previous hypocritical "sharing weal and woe" and "joint rescue" to a chilling confrontation below freezing point, with swords drawn!
Invisible sparks and killing intent filled the air, so heavy it was almost suffocating.
The North Dragon King's gaze, sharp as a blade formed from millennia-old ice, pierced with boundless rage and chilling killing intent as it shot towards Lin Ming on the steps. His voice was icy cold, as if it came from the Nine Nether hell:
"Who are you?! When did a mere weaned, lowly human brat from East Dragon Island dare to overstep his bounds and sit above His Majesty the Dragon Emperor?!"
"Where is Zi Yan?! What is this so-called 'Dragon Burial Abyss' crisis?! Explain yourself to me!"
Every word he uttered seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, containing the shame and rage of being utterly fooled.
The West Dragon King exploded directly. He was already a powder keg that could be ignited at any moment. Now that he felt deceived, the powerful Dou Qi around him, as red as magma, could no longer be suppressed and burst out!
A scorching wave of heat swept outwards from him, scorching the hard, special stone slab beneath his feet until it sizzled and rapidly melted and vaporized!
His hair stood on end in fury, and his voice boomed like thunder, making the entire hall reverberate. "You bastards! How dare you set a trap for me! Are you all from East Dragon Island tired of living?! Do you want to be completely razed to the ground today, leaving not a single one alive?!"
Unlike the West Dragon King, the South Dragon King did not immediately erupt, but his eyes, which had originally seemed cloudy, now turned completely cold, flashing with a venomous, cold, and scrutinizing light, locking onto Lin Ming as if trying to see through him from the inside out.
He spoke slowly, his voice no longer booming, but carrying a chilling calm. "Good, good, good! You East Dragon Island are truly remarkable! What a masterful 'luring the enemy into a trap'! It seems you've found this human brat as a new backer, and feel qualified... to contend with the three of us?"
"Haha, what a joke! My dignified ancient Ancient Dragon Clan has allowed a mere human brat to ascend to the throne of the Dragon Emperor."
Facing the terrifying pressure and sharp questioning of the Three Great Dragon Kings, which were like three volcanoes about to erupt, capable of changing the color of mountains and rivers and shaking space, Lin Ming, sitting on his throne, remained as calm as a deep pool.
Lin Ming didn't even answer immediately. Instead, he slowly stood up, his movements elegant and composed, and walked down the steps that symbolized supreme authority.
His steps were steady and unhurried, as if he were not in the eye of the storm, but strolling leisurely in his own backyard.
As he slowly walked, Lin Ming's gaze calmly swept over the three Dragon Kings, whose faces were ashen and whose breaths were churning. Finally, a slight smile curved his lips, a smile devoid of any warmth, instead carrying a chilling coldness and mockery. "Three traitors who betrayed the Dragon Emperor and divided their races, do you dare to be angry before me? However, Zi Yan's safety is none of your concern."
At this moment, Lin Ming deliberately emphasized the word "laborious," and continued with a sarcastic tone, "She is naturally safe and sound, currently in a safe place, focusing all her efforts on refining the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit to break through to the Dou Sheng realm. As for the so-called 'Dragon Burial Abyss' crisis..."
Lin Ming chuckled and shook his head, "It's just a stopgap measure to invite three traitors here for a 'chat.' Otherwise, how could I have 'invited' you three old mudfish hiding in your shells to East Dragon Island together?"
At this moment, Lin Ming stopped on the last step, facing the three Dragon Kings from a distance of several dozen feet. His voice suddenly became powerful and resonant, like thousands of Divine Weapon being drawn simultaneously, the clanging of metal echoing throughout the empty hall, carrying an undeniable determination and majesty:
"And today, I have summoned you three traitors here for only one purpose—"
Lin Ming suddenly raised his arm, pointing it directly at the Three Great Dragon Kings, his eyes sharp as celestial blades, slicing through the void:
"By order of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor Zhu Kun, I hereby reclaim the autonomy of your Three Great Dragon Islands, strip you of your false king titles, reunite the ancient Ancient Dragon Clan, and restore the glory of the ancient Dragon Emperor! Those who submit to me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish!"
The moment the word "death" was uttered, it was as if the Law of heaven and earth were being invoked! The purple-gold Dragon Emperor's Inverse Scale between Lin Ming's brows, which had been hidden all along, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light, as brilliant as the rising sun!
A vast, ancient, and supreme Dragon Clan Dragon Emperor Pressure, surpassing all dragons, descended with the will to rule the world, as if Ancient Dragon had been asleep for countless ages had been fully awakened. Like an invisible, immense burden, it crushed down on the Three Great Dragon Kings at the palace gate!
This oppressive force is not directed at the physical body, but rather acts directly on the bloodline and the Soul Origin! It is an absolute suppression originating from the source of the Ancient Void Dragon Bloodline!
Lin Ming's earth-shattering words, coupled with the pure and terrifying Dragon Emperor Pressure, caused the Three Great Dragon Kings, who were originally furious and ready to attack at any moment, to change their expressions drastically in an instant!
Although the three of them were born after the old Dragon Emperor Zhu Kun had disappeared and had never personally experienced his supreme divine power at his peak, their father and grandfather, those older generation ancient dragons who had personally experienced the era of Zhu Kun's rule, had described the power and terror of that His Majesty the Dragon Emperor to them countless times with utmost awe and worship!
He was a true figure standing at the very top of the Dou Qi Continent. In an era when Dou Di was rare, he was practically synonymous with invincibility!
He single-handedly dominated the entire Magical Beast World, making all the unruly Magical Beasts supremes dare not utter a single complaint against him, thus making the Ancient Void Dragon Clan the undisputed supreme ruler of the Magical Beast World!
This fear and awe of the Dragon Emperor's power has long been etched into their very blood and memory, like a brand.
Therefore, at this moment, facing the Dragon Emperor's Inverse Scale pressure that originated purely from Zhu Kun, the Three Great Dragon Kings almost instinctively felt their souls tremble, their blood vessels stagnate, and even the Dou Sheng- level Dragon Force surging like rivers within their bodies became disordered and obscured!
Their legs buckled uncontrollably, and an urge to kneel down and worship overwhelmed their will like a tidal wave!
"Well...!"
The three Dragon King almost simultaneously let out a muffled groan, their bodies swayed, and their faces instantly turned several shades paler.
However, these three were, after all, Late Stage Three-Star Dou Saint powerhouses who had dominated their region for nearly a thousand years and were accustomed to being the only ones who mattered! Their willpower was far beyond that of ordinary clansmen.
Although they were indeed momentarily stunned by the sudden power of the Dragon Emperor and the title "Destiny of Zhu Kun," they quickly recovered!
They are now the Dragon King of their respective Dragon Island! They are top-tier beings who control billions of living beings and whose mere stomp can shake the void! How could they possibly kneel down in such a pathetic state in front of their nemesis and subordinates just because this human brat holds a so-called Dragon Emperor's token?!
Among them, the West Dragon King, who had the most fiery temper and could not tolerate humiliation, reacted the most violently!
He suddenly let out a roar like a wounded beast, unhesitatingly displaying his immense cultivation as Late Stage Three-Star Dou Saint!
"Boom--!"
The crimson flame battle Dou Qi erupted like a volcano, shooting into the sky and transforming into a huge pillar of fire, forcefully pushing aside a section of the Dragon Emperor Pressure that was enveloping them!
His eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to bleed, filled with boundless rage and Killing Intent. He stared intently at Lin Ming, his voice distorted with extreme anger:
"A mere Eight-Star Dou Venerate human ant! Thinking that by possessing this Dragon Emperor's possession, which he stole or picked up from who-knows-where, he can impersonate the Dragon Emperor's messenger and ride roughshod over me?! Utterly delusional!"
"Today, I, the King, will rid the Ancient Dragon Clan of your audacity and your deceitful lies!"
At this moment, the North Dragon King South Dragon King quickly regained their composure from their initial shock. Their eyes met briefly in the air, and they both saw the same determination in each other's eyes.
Regardless of whether the Dragon Emperor's Inverse Scale is real or fake, regardless of whether Zhu Kun is truly still alive or has given orders, this human must die! East Dragon Island must be suppressed! And this Reverse Scale must be seized!
"Do it!"
"Take him down!"
Without any hesitation, the North Dragon King unleashed a chilling aura that froze the space around him; the South Dragon King's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his eerie aura locking onto Lin Ming.
At this moment, the three Dragon Kings, all at the Late Stage Three-Star Dou Saint, temporarily set aside their mutual suspicions due to their shared interests and the offense against their authority. They simultaneously unleashed a terrifying Killing intent, like three awakened primordial beasts, and fiercely pounced on Lin Ming, who appeared insignificant on the steps!
They vowed to tear it to shreds in an instant and seize the Dragon Emperor's Inverse Scale, which symbolized supreme authority!