An icy voice rang beside Qing Yan's ear. Though it was not loud, it made him tremble instinctively. It was a pressure that stemmed from bloodline and soul.
"Royal Bloodline..."
Qing Yan's face turned deathly pale. The hand he had raised toward Xiao Yan's crown abruptly froze, and in the next instant, he retreated explosively.
From within the massive cauldron before Xiao Yan, a streak of purple-gold energy shot forth, ignoring the constraints of distance as it lashed Qing Yan like lightning.
"Pfft!"
Purple-gold light exploded across Qing Yan's body. The terrifying impact made him spit out a mouthful of blood, sending him plummeting like a bird with broken wings.
The strong individuals gathered around the crater were all drawn by the commotion and ceased fighting. When they saw Qing Yan already collapsed on the ground and the figure rising from within the giant cauldron, their expressions became wonderfully varied.
That figure gradually stepped out of the giant cauldron. She wore a purple-gold robe embroidered with dancing dragons and phoenixes that seemed almost alive, exuding an unhideable air of nobility. Her slender body was graceful, and her long purple hair cascaded down like a waterfall, flowing past her slim waist and falling to her firm, rounded hips. Behind her, a pair of purple-gold wings over ten feet long gently fluttered. With every beat of those wings came rolling sounds of wind and thunder that shook the soul.
"Heavenly Phoenix Wings, Ancient Dragon Body..."
Hei Qing stared at the purple-gold wings behind Zi Yan, overwhelmed with excitement. Without hesitation, he knelt in the air and respectfully shouted, "Welcome, Lord Dragon Emperor!"
Behind Hei Qing, the many strong individuals of East Dragon Island also fell to their knees and shouted in unison, "Welcome, Lord Dragon Emperor!"
"Boom!"
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