What a Pair

A streak of light shot out from the thick white eggshell!

It was a longsword with a sheath.

The defensive runes engraved on the scabbard were activated by the violent blade's momentum and suddenly lit up.

"Clang--!"

The blade clashed violently against the scabbard!

The defensive inscriptions on the sheath were indeed powerful, but the opponent's attack came from the Heaven and Earth Law.

The immense impact did not destroy either side, but rather forcibly reversed their trajectories.

The dazzling blade light was deflected by this force, plunging into the walls of the Forbidden Palace like an out-of-control meteor.

The sheathed longsword was also bounced back by the recoil.

It traced an arc, and with a "clang," it plunged straight into the ground in front of the Dragon Girl, until the hilt was completely submerged.

The sword hilt trembled slightly, the echo lingering.

The light from the inscription on the sheath gradually faded, returning it to its ancient simplicity.

Only a few wisps of sharp blade energy remained, which turned into fine white smoke and drifted away from the junction of the scabbard and the ground.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Xuanye's kind smile froze instantly, his pupils contracted sharply to pinpoints, and all his composure, calculation, and mockery were replaced by unbelievable astonishment.

He didn't look at the still-humming longsword on the ground; his gaze was fixed on the hole in the eggshell.

The cave was completely dark.

Then, in the depths of darkness, a pair of familiar Golden Eyes slowly lit up.

Those eyes calmly looked back, their gaze piercing through the darkness and distance, landing coldly on his face.

Xuanye's mind exploded, instantly shattering all his thoughts and plans.

He knew those eyes all too well.

"Ha..."

A trembling laugh escaped from his throat.

Then, the laughter grew louder and more out of control, eventually turning into a fit of manic laughter:

"Hahaha... Hahaha!!!"

Xuanye laughed so hard he bent over, covered his eyes, and trembled all over.

The empty Forbidden Palace amplified the laughter amplified, turning it into a rumbling thunderclap that sent dust cascading down from the beams and pillars, shattering the last trace of victor's composure on his face.

As they laughed, the laughter suddenly changed tone.

His face contorted instantly, veins bulging on his neck, and every word that spurted from between his teeth was like a meteorite tempered with blood and fire, crashing into the darkness:

"Qin--Wang--Chuan!!!"

"No need to speak so loudly. I can hear you."

The eggshell shattered with a thud as the dragon swept its tail across the surface!

Qin Wangchuan's figure was fully revealed.

He was clad in Dragon Armor, not much different from before, but a pair of majestic dragon horns on his forehead snaked toward the sky, and a long, powerful dragon tail hung down naturally behind him, its tip swaying slightly unconsciously.

Its body is covered with fine, dark gold scales, which shimmer with an ancient and noble luster.

This is the new form after merging with Dragon Scale.

Transcending the human form, one enters the ranks of True Dragon.

Imperial Dragon? Qin Wangchuan!

Take a step forward.

"Boom!!!"

The next instant, an overwhelming pressure that made the Origin Source of all things tremble descended upon this place.

That was not a release of power, but the most ancient primordial force that opened its eyes.

Wherever the gaze falls, time and space seem to stand still, and all living beings bow their heads.

The air froze amidst the wailing; space itself distorted under the immense pressure.

Caught off guard, the two Alien Race behind Xuanye suffered a cracking sound as their kneecaps buckled under the strain.

He was shrunk by half a head from being pressed down, veins bulging on his forehead, and bloodshot eyes.

Xuanye himself was the first to be affected.

The ground beneath his feet cracked open with a spiderweb-like fissure, his feet sinking an inch deep, but his back remained as straight as if cast in iron, his neck taut with sharp lines from the excessive force.

"This Dragon Might..."

Xuanye forced out the words through gritted teeth. He raised his head, his gaze fixed on Qin Wangchuan, especially his dragon horns and tail. The madness in his eyes intensified. "You've got something good!"

"That seems to be the case."

Qin Wangchuan lowered his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the back of his hand covered with fine Dragon Scale. Behind him, the long, powerful dragon tail slowly drew an arc in the air, bringing with it a low whistling sound.

Forget about the dragon horns; I thought it would take time to get used to this extra dragon tail.

Surprisingly, there was no hesitation whatsoever.

It was as if this body was meant to be this way.

He moved his neck slightly, and his joints made a soft popping sound.

His gaze then shifted to the side--

The Dragon Girl dressed in ceremonial robes stared at him in a daze, their eyes behind the veils filled with shock, hope, and disbelief.

Qin Wangchuan's gaze lingered briefly on them, and he nodded slightly.

His eyes were calm, as if to say: It's alright.

One of the Dragon Girl stared blankly through her swaying veil at his perfect figure, clad in Dragon Armor and with prominent horns and tail.

An ancient title, originating from the deepest recesses of one's bloodline, slipped involuntarily from the lips, as soft as a dream:

"The Ancestral... Dragon?"

You guessed wrong.

After correcting him, Qin Wangchuan continued forward, walking towards Xuanye.

If one had to be precise, he could not be called the Ancestral Dragon or the Ancient Dragon at this moment.

However, with the addition of Ancient Dragon Blood within him, he became someone who, in human form, ascended to the ranks of True Dragon: [Exception].

Thump.

The sound of footsteps was not heavy, yet it seemed as if they were stepping on the heartbeat of the entire world.

As the distance closed, the Dragon Might that enveloped the heavens and earth tightened like a noose, layer upon layer, becoming heavier and sharper!

The Alien Race to Xuanye's left rear had bloodshot eyes and was breathing heavily, like a broken bellows.

'We can't just sit here and wait to die!'

He strained to lift his head, driven by his will—

The Heaven and Earth Law...!

However, the thought had barely formed in his mind when he froze.

It's broken.

The connection between him and the Heaven and Earth Law was now as if a thread had been severed by a single stroke, vanishing completely!

"Well...?"

The trembling sound of astonishment had not yet escaped his lips.

Behind Qin Wangchuan, the Wheel of Wheel of Fate, which seemed to bear the fate of millions, silently appeared, materialized from the void, and slowly began to turn.

It keeps spinning and getting bigger!

"I Borrowing Law? [The One-Handed Sky-Lifting Prison-Suppressing Aspect]."

Light and shadow intertwined within the wheel, and a blurry yet infinitely majestic outline of Heaven and Earth Law stepped out, its movement perfectly synchronized with Qin Wangchuan's current posture.

It slowly raised its hand, its five fingers loosely clenched, as if it were holding the weight of the entire sky in its palm. Then, it joined its fingers together to form a sword, and with a heavy force that seemed to drag the entire Purgatory down, it cleaved down towards the Alien Race!

As the slash descended, a scorching wave of air, like an invisible Sword Qi, was the first to slice through the solidified air and strike.

"My... Heaven and Earth Law?"

The Alien Race's astonished face distorted in the heatwave, and the last image in his pupils was of his own Heaven and Earth Law, which had turned against him.

Sword Qi swept across.

The Alien Race instantly vaporized and vanished into nothingness.

He may never understand, even until his death, why the Heaven and Earth Law that he painstakingly cultivated would turn against him.

Seize his law, destroy his body.

In an instant, only two remained of the three.

The borrowed Dharma Manifestation dissipated.

Qin Wangchuan's gaze swept over the spot where the Alien Race had turned to ashes, and he slowly spoke, "It seems you didn't tell them what the consequences of cultivating Supernatural Law would be."

He raised his eyes, his gaze piercing Xuanye like a sharp blade.

"What are you planning, Xuanye?"

The moment the words left his mouth, he was already standing still.

There were only fifty paces between them.

The dragon's tail silently swept across the ground behind it, leaving several scratches.

"Speak."

"Having come all the way from Foreign Lands, no matter what—"

Qin Wangchuan tilted his head slightly, and Xuanye's figure was reflected in his dragon eyes:

"I should leave some last words before I go."

The air froze solid.

The Dragon Might is like a prison, its words like ice.

Within the Forbidden Palace, only Deathly Stillness.