Madman Against Monster

Xuanye wasn't stupid.

When he heard about this mission, he imagined that he might encounter Qin Wangchuan here.

Therefore, he deliberately brought along two obstacles in his path.

Since his "future" self is destined to die at Qin Wangchuan's hands, why not make the "present" Qin Wangchuan stronger?

With this invincible blade, I will crush the obstacles in my path, and thus—

To seize a completely different future!

A crazy, audacious, and mad plan that puts itself in dire straits!

As he spoke, the "Undying Heaven-Slaying Lord" behind Xuanye was completely formed, its Saber Intent soaring into the sky.

He manipulated the Heaven and Earth Dharma Manifestation, slowly drawing his sword.

His posture was low, and his eyes were more serious and focused than ever before. All his playfulness and madness were gone, leaving only the fighting spirit to face a powerful enemy.

"Come on, Qin Wangchuan."

Xuanye said in a deep voice, his voice echoing in the Forbidden Palace filled with Dragon Might might, "It's our turn."

The force of his blade spread, and he became even stronger than before.

But Qin Wangchuan is the same!

"As you wish."

He had a deep -the Unseen feeling that he might gain something from this battle.

The "Calamity of Ten Thousand Ages" rises from the ground, and battle is about to break out!

On the other side.

Above the sky, the aftershocks of the Quasi-Emperor' clash swept across like a raging torrent, causing the glazed tiles of the surrounding palaces to vibrate and hum.

Braving the violent wind, Long Yue finally met the second Destined One.

At first glance, her beautiful, glassy eyes involuntarily furrowed slightly.

Too immature.

The boy was guarded by several Dragon Guards. He looked nervous, his eyes darting around and his fingertips unconsciously curling up.

His panic was written all over his face; you could see right through him.

'Fortunately...'

'I do not serve you.'

Long Yue composed herself, her face regaining the dignity and composure of Fate Warden, and slowly walked forward.

The jet-black scale skirt swayed gently with each step, its cold sheen flowing in the dim light.

"Lord of Fate Warden!"

Upon seeing Long Yue arrive, the Dragon Guard bowed in unison, their voices solemn.

Hearing the sound, Long Yin, who was surrounded in the center, subconsciously turned his head to look.

I was stunned at first glance.

Wow... what a beautiful person.

The newcomer was tall and slender, more imposing than himself, or even any woman he had ever seen.

A jet-black scale dress outlined her breathtaking curves, flowing with a dark and cold luster.

His face was so beautiful it seemed otherworldly, and the perfect curve of the dragon horns on his forehead did not appear out of place at all, but instead added to his awe-inspiring and unapproachable majesty and mystery.

Long Yin always felt that his horns and scales were ugly marks, proof that he was out of step with "ordinary people", and he suffered cold looks and rejection because of this.

But at this moment, the woman before him made him realize for the first time what a truly perfect demeanor belonging to the Dragonborn was.

So this is what dragon horns can look like with such pride, Dragon Scale can look like with such nobility.

He was somewhat lost in thought until that cold gaze fell upon him, which jolted him back to reality.

She hurriedly lowered her head, her fingertips unconsciously curling up again.

As Long Yue approached, a Dragon Guard immediately and respectfully handed her a Jade Slip.

She took it, scanned it with her Divine Sense, and found the results of the initial interrogation recorded inside.

"Origin."

She spoke, her voice devoid of warmth, a stark contrast to the complex emotion she displayed when facing Dragon Scale.

At this moment, Long Yin was merely a potential threat in her eyes that needed to be dealt with.

Why is it so cold...?

After silently complaining to himself, Long Yin explained that he came from the Azure Cloud Sect and had come here in response to a call, hoping to resolve the source of that call.

Long Yue listened quietly, her gaze sweeping over him, sensing the faint fluctuations of the Ancestral Dragon's bloodline within him.

There can't be any mistake.

She closed the Jade Slip, and the last trace of doubt in her heart dissipated.

She lowered her head slightly, looking down at the flustered boy. Her glassy eyes were devoid of any emotion, only showing indifference to carrying out a predetermined fate.

Listen carefully.

Long Yin snapped to attention, immediately straightened his back, and nodded vigorously to show that he was listening.

"You are indeed a long-lost orphan of my True Dragon Clan."

Long Yue's voice was clear and steady, as if she were proclaiming a verdict, "At the same time, you are not wrong either."

"Following the call of your bloodline is your instinct."

A faint glimmer of light had just appeared in Long Yin's eyes when she suddenly turned cold:

"However, I cannot tolerate any existence that might threaten the Ancestral Dragon."

So, I'm sorry.

Her tone didn't even harden; it was as if she were stating a perfectly natural fact. "You must die."

Having said that, he turned to the Dragon Guard beside him and gave the order:

"Kill him."

The command is concise and leaves no room for doubt.

"Wait!!" Long Yin finally snapped out of his shock at the sudden death sentence. He shouted in a trembling voice, "I didn't mean to threaten anyone!"

"I just want to silence that call! To stop it! I want nothing else!"

"Real!"

He tried to explain that he posed absolutely no threat.

But these words didn't stir even the slightest ripple in Long Yue's eyes; she didn't even turn around.

You did nothing wrong.

Long Yue repeated herself, as if reinforcing her belief, her voice soft yet firm, "If you have someone to blame, blame me."

Long Yin was certainly not wrong. He just wanted to live and wanted to go back. What was wrong with that?

But someone has to be the bad guy.

For her people, for the Ancestral Dragon, she could bear any sin.

Even the slightest possibility of an accident must be completely eliminated.

This is her duty as Fate Warden, and also her [evil].

Long Yue took a step, preparing to leave this soon-to-be-blood-stained land to prepare for the birth of the Ancient Dragon.

However, after taking only a few steps—

Boom!!!

She stopped abruptly, looked up sharply, and gazed in the direction of the Sacred Mountain.

The Sacred Mountain... exploded?!

The calm and coldness that had been maintained on Long Yue's face for so long shattered completely at this moment.

Instead, there was unprecedented shock and panic!

Ancestral Dragon Egg, and the Ancient Dragon that has yet to be born!

"Quickly! The Sacred Mountain!!!"

She could no longer care about Long Yin behind her. With a sharp shout, she transformed into a streak of dark light and sped toward the Sacred Mountain at top speed!

The tremor in his voice betrayed the turmoil within him.

The surrounding Dragon Guard reacted instantly, their expressions changing drastically. They followed Long Yue, shooting towards the scene of the incident like arrows.

However, one of the Dragon Guard suddenly turned back halfway and continued to guard Long Yin.

Although he was on guard duty, the Dragon Guard's gaze was involuntarily fixed on the direction of the Sacred Mountain.

Amidst the smoke and turbulent energy currents, two divine Dharma Manifestation could be vaguely seen clashing fiercely.

Having narrowly escaped death, Long Yin collapsed to the ground.

He glanced at the Dragon Guard beside him, then at the devastated scene of the distant mountain peaks.

--It could make that woman, whose words were usually so cold and aloof, flustered and her voice tremble.

What happened there?