Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena

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A streak of silver light tore through the twilight sky Jialing Pass.

The silver light rose from the direction of the Star Dou Great Forest. At first, it was just a line, but then it expanded at an extremely violent speed, dyeing the entire twilight cloud from gray-blue to silver-white, and then from silver-white to a silver light curtain that was almost tangible. The light curtain stretched from one end of the horizon to the other, covering the entire sky and forming a silver arch bridge that stretched for hundreds of miles above Jialing Pass.

Nan Feng stood atop the West Gate, the tower hovering before him. The silvery-white Purification light of the eighth level trembled violently under its impact. He sensed that the Soul Power fluctuations contained within that silver light surpassed everything he had ever perceived on the Douluo Continent. The limits of a Level 99 Titled Douluo were like a stream before a vast ocean. Within the silver light was a humanoid silhouette, its Soul Power fluctuations sharing the same origin as the dragon bloodline, but far surpassing Zi JI's Purple-Gold Dragon Emperor by countless levels.

"Gu Yuena." Old Huai stood up from the immortal tree, his face, now solidified from a remnant soul, extremely grave. "Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena. She has broken free of her seal."

Zi JI swept back to the city wall from the western wing of the Jialing Pass battlefield. Her Purple-Gold Dragon Emperor form automatically condensed into human form under the pressure of the silver light. A thin layer of purple-gold dragon power formed a protective layer on her body, but her face was pale, and her pupils constricted sharply when they reflected the silver arch bridge in the sky. "The Silver Dragon King... that's an avatar of the Dragon God. One of the oldest beings on the Douluo Continent, even older than the Ice Empress Snow Empress of the Far North."

Nan Feng sensed that the Soul Master on the city wall were almost unable to stand under the oppressive force of the silver light. Xue Beng barely managed to stand by leaning against the crenellations, veins bulging on his forehead. Xiao Wu's Asura Jade Rabbit Martial Soul glowed with a golden aura in the silver light, but her figure was clearly suppressed, and the flow of her golden Soul Power slowed down by a third. Zhu Zhuqing's nine shadow clones emerged from the shadows on the city wall, each one flashing violently in the silver light. The ability of the Nether Shadow to Shuttling Between Illusion and Reality and illusion was restricted under the oppressive force of the silver light.

Tang San emerged from the city tower. The radiance of the Sea God Godhood was fully released on his body, the golden Sea God's Light confronting the silver light in the sky. However, the trident mark between his brows was dimmer than before, the repulsion between the two divine cores within his body continued to consume him, and the Sea God Godhood appeared somewhat strained under the impact of the silver light.

Bibi Dong's Soul Power fluctuations rose from the direction of the Spirit Hall camp. The dark purple light of the Rakshasa Divine Power collided with the silver light in the sky, and the two God Level powers confronted each other in the sky Jialing Pass. However, Nan Feng sensed that Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Divine Power did not gain the upper hand in front of the silver light, and her Soul Power fluctuations were suppressed by 30% by the silver light.

The humanoid figure at the very center of the silver light slowly descended.

Gu Yuena.

She appeared in human form a hundred paces in the air in front of the Jialing Pass city wall. She had silver hair and purple eyes, and her face was as cold and aloof as the moon. She wore a long silver-white dress with dragon scale-like patterns flowing across the hem. Her silver eyes contained an extremely ancient aura, and deep within her pupils, Dragon God runes slowly rotated. Her Soul Power fluctuations covered the entire sky, and wherever the silver light reached, all Soul Power flows were suppressed to an extremely low frequency.

"Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena." Tang San held the Sea God Trident horizontally in front of him, the golden Sea God's Light clashing with the silver light. "What are you doing at Jialing Pass?"

Gu Yuena didn't look at Tang San. Her silver eyes swept across the city wall, past Xiao Wu's Asura Jade Rabbit, Zhu Zhuqing's Nether Shadow, and Zi JI's Purple-Gold Dragon Emperor, pausing for a moment on Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Divine Power, before finally landing on Nan Feng.

The moment that gaze fell upon Nan Feng, Nan Feng felt as if his soul had been pierced by an extremely ancient pair of eyes. Gu Yuena's silver eyes reflected the nine-story bronze pagoda in Nan Feng's palm, the silver-white Purification light of the eighth floor and the silver-blue Samsara light of the seventh floor, and the Primordial World Power surging through his meridians.

Gu Yuena's silver eyes suddenly narrowed.

"You have..." Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire Jialing Pass, each word imbued with the ancient, oppressive aura of the Silver Dragon King, "... the scent of a pagoda, and... the Primordial World?!"

Nan Feng's heart skipped a beat. Gu Yuena recognized the Primordial Origin within his soul, but what she recognized was the simultaneous appearance of the words "pagoda" and "Primordial World." Old Huai had said in the Tower Spirit Space that the Pagoda God's oracle stated, "When the Pagoda Master returns, the Divine Realm will collapse. When the Primordial World reappears, all realms will return to their rightful place." Gu Yuena knew the Pagoda God, and she also knew about the Primordial World.

Gu Yuena descended from the sky, landing ten paces in front of the city wall. Her silver eyes were fixed on Nan Feng, her silver hair billowing in the evening breeze, the silvery-white dragon scale patterns flickering on her skirt. "The Pagoda God fought with me and drank with me back then. Are you his successor?" Her voice carried an extremely complex emotion, "The Primordial World Power in your soul is of a higher rank than his Pagoda God Godhood."

Nan Feng levitated the tower in front of his chest. The nine-story bronze tower slowly rotated under the pressure of the silver light, and the Purification white light of the eighth floor and the Samsara silver-blue of the seventh floor intertwined to form a stable halo. He sensed that Gu Yuena's silver dragon Soul Power resonated with the tower when it came into contact with it, and several runes he had never seen before lit up in the silver light on the surface of the tower.

"I am his successor," Nan Feng said.

Gu Yuena took a step forward. Her silver eyes moved from the tower to the depths of Nan Feng's soul, piercing through the Tower Spirit Space and seeing the Primordial World Imprint slowly rotating within his soul. "Even in such a dilapidated state, you still managed to piece together the eighth level." A strange light flashed in her silver eyes. "You're more patient than your ancestor. And you're not cultivating a divine position—you're cultivating the Immortal Dao."

Nan Feng remained silent.

Gu Yuena's gaze swept across the Jialing Pass, passing over Tang San's Sea God Godhood, Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Divine Power, Zi JI's Purple-Gold Dragon Emperor, Xiao Wu's Asura Jade Rabbit, and Zhu Zhuqing's Nether Shadow. A certain ancient emotion flashed in her silver eyes, like a memory, or perhaps a decision.

"Bibi Dong." Gu Yuena's voice suddenly turned cold.

Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Divine Power suddenly trembled in the direction of the Spirit Hall camp outside the city. Her figure rose from the camp, her long black dress billowing in the dark purple light of the Rakshasa Divine Power, and the phantoms of the Twin Spider Emperor intertwined behind her, forming a black and purple spider web covering hundreds of steps. She stopped in mid-air, the dark light of the Rakshasa Divine Power surging in her deep purple pupils.

"Silver Dragon King," Bibi Dong's voice was as cold as ice, "You broke free of your seal to interfere in the Battle of Jialing Pass?"

Gu Yuena did not answer. Ancient emotions surged in her silver eyes, and silvery-white dragon scale patterns spread from the hem of her skirt to her entire right arm. She raised her hand, and a silver dragon claw condensed in her palm, the tip pointing towards Bibi Dong.

"If you touch him, you're touching me."

Gu Yuena's voice wasn't loud, but every word carried the ancient pressure of the Silver Dragon King. As her words fell, a silver dragon claw shot out from her palm, transforming into a silver light that stretched for a hundred paces, slashing towards Bibi Dong's dark pillar of light.

Bibi Dong's purple pupils constricted sharply. She poured all her Rakshasa Divine Power power into the twin Spider Emperor phantoms. The Death Spider Emperor and the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor simultaneously opened their mouths and spewed out jet-black beams of light, which collided with the silver dragon claws Jialing Pass. Silver and dark purple light exploded in the night sky, and the shockwave shaved off a layer of the ground on the plains outside the pass. Tuoba Lie's Holy Dragon Legion was forced to retreat thirty miles in the shockwave, and the remnants suffered heavy losses in the collision of silver light and Rakshasa Divine Power.

The silver dragon claw shattered Bibi Dong's two jet-black beams of light, and the remaining silver light struck the Rakshasa Divine Power Shield. Bibi Dong's shield trembled violently under the impact of the silver light, and her dark purple divine power was suppressed by thirty percent. Her figure was forced back dozens of steps by the impact, and her purple eyes surged with a mixture of shock and anger.

Gu Yuena retracted her dragon claws, her silver eyes remaining completely unmoved. "The Rakshasa God's divinity can't withstand three rounds against the Silver Dragon Power. Do you believe it?"

Bibi Dong remained silent for a moment. Her Rakshasa Divine Power slowly receded from her body, and the phantom of the Twin Spider Emperor gradually faded behind her. Her purple eyes were locked on Gu Yuena, but she ultimately did not attack again. Her figure slowly descended back to the Spirit Hall camp, and the dark pillar of light dissipated above the camp.

Gu Yuena turned to face Nan Feng. Her silver hair and purple eyes gleamed with a cold light in the twilight, and silver-white dragon scale patterns flowed slowly on her skirt. She looked at the tower in Nan Feng's palm, a complex emotion flashing in her silver eyes.

"You're not cultivating to be a god—you're cultivating to be an immortal," Gu Yuena said. "Primordial World Power is the oldest origin of all realms, even God King must bow before it. The Pagoda God chose the wrong path back then; he cultivated to become a god, stuck at the Peak God Level for thousands of years. You are stronger than him; you chose the Immortal Dao of immortality."

Nan Feng retrieved the tower into his palm. He sensed that Gu Yuena's silver dragon Soul Power resonated with the Primordial World Power, a resonance that was deeper than Zi JI's Purple-Gold Dragon Emperor and more ancient than the ice attribute origin of the Ice Empress and Snow Empress.

"The Abyssal Outer Domain are trembling." Gu Yuena's voice was calm. "Your ancestor died guarding the pass. Your tower is the key to sealing the Abyss, but your Primordial World Power is the root of the seal. The God King of the Divine Realm cannot suppress the Abyss because their divine positions are themselves part of the Abyss. Only Primordial World Power can completely seal the Abyss."

Old Huai spoke within the Tower Spirit Space, "What Gu Yuena said is true. The Pagoda God once guarded the Abyss's gate, using the tower to suppress the entrance to the Abyssal Outer Domain. However, he used the power of a god, so he could only suppress, not eradicate. Your Primordial World Power is the origin of all realms, and can resolve the Abyss at its root."

The Nan Feng nodded.

Gu Yuena took out a silver-white dragon scale from her bosom. Silver Dragon God runes slowly rotated on the scale, each rune containing extremely ancient dragon power. "This is a dragon scale formed from the essence blood of a silver dragon. The crack on the eighth level of your tower hasn't fully healed yet; this can speed up the repair."

She flicked the Silver Dragon Scale scale towards the Nan Feng. The dragon scale transformed into a silver light in the air and merged into the crack on the eighth floor of the tower. The silver-white Purification light on the surface of the tower surged the moment the dragon scale merged in, and the crack on the eighth floor quickly healed under the repair of the silver light. The silver-white light spread from the surface of the tower to the entire city wall.

Nan Feng sensed that the Purification Power of the eighth level of the tower had become more solid after the Silver Dragon Scale were integrated, and the silvery-white Purification light had gained a silvery undertone. The nine-story bronze pagoda slowly rotated in the silver light, and the Purification white light of the eighth level and the Samsara silver-blue of the seventh level intertwined to form a stable halo.

"Focus on cultivating your Immortal Dao." Gu Yuena turned and walked towards the Star Dou Great Forest, her silver hair fluttering in the evening breeze. "When you've mastered all 108 divine abilities, even God King won't be able to stop you. Come find me at Dragon God Lake then, and I'll tell you the truth about the Abyssal Outer Domain."

After taking three steps, her figure transformed into a streak of silver light, sweeping towards the Star Dou Great Forest. The silver light left a silver archway across the night sky, illuminating the entire horizon. After the archway dissipated, twilight once again enveloped Jialing Pass.

Nan Feng stood atop the city wall, the tower suspended in front of him. He sensed Gu Yuena's silver dragon Soul Power gradually dissipating in the distance, but the Silver Dragon Scale she left behind quietly merged into the eighth level of the tower. The silver-white Purification light on the surface of the tower was more solid than before, and the Purification Power of the eighth level could withstand the Rakshasa God divinity.

"Gu Yuena." The Old Huai poked its head out from the immortal tree, its remnant soul's face bearing a complex expression. "The Silver Dragon King has broken free of her seal; she is an old friend of your ancestor. Moreover, she knows more about the truth of the Abyssal Outer Domain than anyone else."

Nan Feng retracted the tower into his palm. He sensed that Zi JI's Purple-Gold Dragon Emperor breathed a sigh of relief after Gu Yuena left, Tang San's Sea God Godhood power slowly faded, and Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Divine Power quieted down in the direction of the Spirit Hall's camp. Xiao Wu swept over from the direction of the city wall, her Asura Jade Rabbit Martial Soul glowing with a golden halo in the night. Zhu Zhuqing's nine shadow clones merged back into her body from the shadows.

"She's very strong," Xiao Wu said.

Nan Feng nodded. He sensed that the Silver Dragon Scale on the eighth floor of the tower were slowly merging into the tower's structure, adding a touch of silver to the silvery-white Purification light. The red ribbon on his left wrist fluttered gently in the night breeze. In the Tower Spirit Space, Zi JI's dragon scale light cluster and Gu Yuena's Silver Dragon Scale floated quietly, one purple and one silver, reflecting each other in the cyan-gold immortal light.

In the direction of the Star Dou Great Forest, Gu Yuena's silver light slowly dissipated into the night.