A Pool of Goldfish? Those are True Dragons! The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Kneels in Full!

As the voice fell.

Deep within the Primordial Immortal Court, a golden avenue was laid out, extending directly to Zhu Zhuqing's feet!

Though the person was unseen, the air of looking down on all beings as ants, that supreme arrogance, instantly made everyone on the Douluo Continent feel a sense of suffocation!

Dai Mubai's curses came to an abrupt halt. He opened his mouth wide, staring at the golden avenue, at the figure stepping onto the clouds, moving further and further away from him.

A sense of insignificance and powerlessness he had never felt before surged into his heart.

He finally realized that what separated him from the mysterious Immortal Lord was not just a world, but a chasm between heaven and earth!

The golden avenue spanned the void.

Zhu Zhuqing's bare feet trod upon the golden light. With each step, ripples of the Great Dao spread from beneath her feet.

She felt as if she were ascending.

The concentration of spiritual energy around her had reached an outrageous level. With every breath, a thunderous roar seemed to echo within her lungs, as high-purity energy scoured her physical body.

Level 43, 44, 45...

Simply by walking on this path, her soul power was still slowly increasing involuntarily!

On the other end of the sky screen, the viewers on the Douluo Continent were terrified by the sights on either side of the golden avenue.

Beneath the golden avenue lay seas of clouds.

Occasionally, a corner of something magnificent would emerge from the clouds.

Giant Kun with bodies tens of thousands of miles long rolled in the sea of clouds, their splashing waves transforming into a sky full of stars.

Crimson divine birds, burning with divine fire, circled in the highest heavens. A single cry shattered several desolate meteorites.

"Is that the legendary Phoenix?!"

Ma Hongjun trembled as he looked at the divine bird.

His proud Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul, at this moment, shivered within him, as if encountering an ancestor from its bloodline's origin, too scared to even spew fire.

"Are those truly creatures from a higher dimension..."

Zhao Wuji clenched his fists, finding his palms covered in sweat.

However, the most terrifying part was yet to come.

As Zhu Zhuqing reached the end of the golden avenue, about to step into the outer area of the Primordial Divine Hall.

She passed by a huge lotus pond.

The water was emerald green, enveloped in immortal energy.

Several golden carp swam playfully among the lotus leaves.

"Such beautiful fish..."

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at them subconsciously.

At that moment, one of the golden carp seemed to sense the presence of a living being and leaped out of the water!

"Roar!!"

A dragon's roar echoed, and it was the purest ancient dragon's roar!

The roar shook the heavens and earth. The golden fish, no bigger than a palm, instantly grew in size as it leaped out of the water, transforming into the phantom of a golden dragon thousands of feet long!

The golden dragon's scales were cast like pure gold, and each scale was inscribed with intricate Dao patterns.

It gazed at Zhu Zhuqing indifferently, as if scrutinizing an ant.

That terrifying dragon might, transmitted through the sky screen broadcast, instantly descended upon the Douluo Continent!

"Boom!"

In the Heaven Dou Empire, at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family's stronghold.

Patriarch Yu Yuanzhen, who was in the midst of discussions in the main hall, along with thousands of direct disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family, had their martial souls, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, hailed as the number one beast martial soul, automatically attach themselves uncontrollably at that very instant!

Following that.

"Crack! Crack!"

Those were the sounds of kneecaps shattering.

"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

Like dumplings being thrown into a pot, from Patriarch Yu Yuanzhen down to a six-year-old child who had just awakened their martial soul.

The entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family, all thousands of them, knelt down in unison the moment that dragon's roar was heard!

Even Yu Yuanzhen, a Level 95 Titled Douluo, had a deathly pale face, cold sweat streaming down, his body pressed firmly to the ground, unable to lift his head!

That was a bloodline suppression from the depths of their souls, and the absolute dominion of a true dragon over a lizard!

"A true... true dragon?!"

Yu Yuanzhen trembled, tears and snot streaming down his face:

"This old man is a joke. Our family's proud dragon transformation is like a loach in front of that fish!"

"That's a true dragon, a genuine divine beast!"

"And in that Immortal Court, such true dragons are merely kept in ponds as ornamental fish?!"

Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang was utterly dumbfounded. The family he took pride in, the place he dreamed of returning to and proving himself, was now so terrified by an ornamental fish from the Immortal Court that his entire clan knelt down?

"No, this isn't real."

Yu Xiaogang muttered nonsensically, his mind already on the verge of collapse.

And on the golden avenue.

The phantom of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon appeared for just a moment before transforming back into a palm-sized golden fish. With a plop, it fell back into the water, blew a bubble, and continued to swim around happily.

Zhu Zhuqing's face was pale, and she clutched the railing to barely keep herself from kneeling.

"Stop looking. That's a juvenile Primordial Heavenly Dragon. The Immortal Lord brought it back from the Dragon Nest a few years ago to keep as a pet for amusement."

"If you keep looking, be careful it doesn't eat you."

A telepathic message reached her ears. Zhu Zhuqing quickly averted her gaze, lowered her head, and no longer dared to look around.

Even the ornamental fish were Primordial Heavenly Dragons...

Who exactly was that Immortal Lord?!

After passing through the lotus pond, Zhu Zhuqing finally arrived at a side hall of the Primordial Divine Hall: the Sword Concealment Pavilion.

This was where she would work from now on.

"Your task now is to clean this sword."

She did not see the legendary Immortal Lord. Only a vague, ethereal voice came from the depths of the divine hall, carrying a lazy and casual tone.

Immediately after.

"Zing!"

A stream of light flew out from the depths of the divine hall and embedded itself into the sword stand before Zhu Zhuqing.

What a sword it was!

The blade was entirely black, as if forged from eternal black gold. There were no flashy patterns, only at the edge of the blade, a chilling light flickered, causing one's heart to race.

The hilt was casually wrapped with a piece of tattered cloth.

Even though it had been completely suppressed by Jiang Chen, the moment this sword appeared, the entire scene on the screen began to distort and blur!

It was as if the sword's very existence was a violation of the laws of space and time!

Even through the screen, all weapon spirit soul masters on the Douluo Continent felt the martial souls in their hands become incredibly hot, as if they were about to melt!

"Such... such terrifying sword intent!"

At the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Sword Douluo Chen Xin did not kneel this time, but he was completely driven mad.

He stared intently at the sword, tears of blood streaming from his eyes, yet he couldn't bear to blink.

"What kind of sword is that!"

"If my Seven Kill Sword could even touch it, I fear it would shatter instantly!"

The most devastated, however, was Tang San.

As a twin martial soul user, his second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, had always been his ultimate trump card, the number one weapon spirit in the world, a symbol of power and dominance.

But looking at the black sword embedded on the sword stand in the heavens, Tang San subconsciously summoned the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand.

However, the originally dark and lustrous Clear Sky Hammer, exuding a heavy aura, appeared so crude, even laughable, under the contrast of that black sword!

It was like a rusty lump of scrap iron placed next to an exquisite work of art!

"Is this the weapon from that world?" At this moment, Tang San's hands were trembling.

His proud Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, his proud Tang Sect Forging Technique, were like child's play in front of that sword!

In the image, Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and walked to the sword stand.

"Clean the sword..."