Divine Source Hides a True Dragon!
Within that cluster of divine spirit sources, about half a zhang in size, atop the ancient bronze coffin, there actually existed a dragon!
A dragon, supreme and peerless, one of the noblest creatures in the world.
Each one was a truly supreme being, possessing limitless potential. Grown to its extreme, it might even be like the Primordial Dragon, a Supreme One-level holy spirit comparable to Emperors and Sovereigns.
Naturally, this race had always been extremely few in number throughout history, almost not exceeding the count of two hands—truly countable on one's fingers. Most that commonly appeared in the world were merely mixed-blood descendants with dragon blood flowing in their veins.
In the world, even creatures with thin dragon blood flowing in them were born as extraordinary beasts, exceptionally powerful, like the demonic flood dragon dealt with before. Although it was demonized, its power made even kings change color.
Now, a dragon was sealed within a half-zhang-sized cluster of divine spirit sources. Although only two chi long, if this news spread, it would absolutely be a world-shaking event, capable of causing great tremors across the myriad realms at the slightest provocation.
If one could obtain it, even if it were just a dragon corpse, countless powerhouses would definitely fight tooth and nail to get it.
"Not a True Dragon, though it looks extremely similar. This is a Dragon Sturgeon, a dragon-blooded divine species recognized by the world as a variant True Dragon," Ye Chen sighed softly.
In ancient times, there were Dragon Sturgeons, shaped like True Dragons, with dragon blood flowing in them—they were of the bloodline of the mythical True Dragon. Once they obtained an opportunity, they would leap over the dragon gate and transform into a True Dragon.
This was a legendary creature, rare in the world. Since the Mythical Era, not one might appear even over a thousand generations. Its form was like a True Dragon's, with no real difference, but it grew extremely slowly, taking a thousand years to grow one chi. Moreover, it did not possess true dragon power and could not cultivate. Otherwise, if it cultivated for over a thousand years, it would become a heaven-defying creature, at least a Heavenly King-level existence.
Although the Dragon Sturgeon could not cultivate, it was among the most precious divine medicines in the world, even surpassing the Ten-Thousand-Year Medicine Treasure, because it contained priceless dragon blood. Once consumed, it could increase one's lifespan by a thousand years—a priceless treasure.
If refined into a supreme divine pill, it could completely activate the Dragon Sturgeon's medicinal properties, extending life by over a thousand years was no problem.
However, this kind of Dragon Sturgeon was too rare and priceless in the world. Not to mention searching across the myriad realms, even spanning countless ages, such Dragon Sturgeons did not exceed the count of two hands. Each one could drive countless powerhouses in the world to madness, regardless of realm. Any cultivator, once they consumed it, could immediately increase their lifespan by over a thousand years.
Moreover, for every chi the Dragon Sturgeon grew, its medicinal efficacy would increase by a large margin, and the extended lifespan could be prolonged by another thousand years.
Now, within the half-zhang-sized cluster of divine spirit sources, there actually existed a Dragon Sturgeon two chi long. This meant it could extend life by over two thousand years. Even an ancient Great Sage would go mad upon seeing it.
"Dragon Sturgeon... I never expected to encounter one here, sealed within divine spirit sources so its divinity wouldn't dissipate," even Old Yan exclaimed in amazement. "Little Chen, you must obtain this Dragon Sturgeon. If possible, refining it will not only greatly extend your lifespan but also allow you to obtain the most precious thing within—the Dragon Origin."
"Dragon Origin?" Ye Chen was startled.
"Yes, the Dragon Origin," Old Yan said gravely. "This is the origin of the dragon, the essence of the True Dragon. The reason the ancient True Dragons were supreme and invincible, and the Primordial Dragon could rival Emperors and Sovereigns, was because of the Dragon Origin. Even the derivation of dragon blood comes from the Dragon Origin. If you can obtain the Dragon Origin, you can derive dragon blood, continuously baptizing and transforming your own body. Moreover, it can harmonize with your origin force. Even if you don't awaken the Saint Body bloodline within you, it would be enough to make you supreme and invincible under heaven."
Ye Chen was shocked. He hadn't expected the Dragon Origin to have such astonishing effects. Originally, he wanted to obtain it, but now he was determined to get it no matter what.
However, not just him—even Daochu, Beiming Saint, and the other young False Kings who had arrived from various directions all had blazing holy light in their eyes, filled with fervor.
They didn't know about the Dragon Origin within the Dragon Sturgeon, but they knew the Dragon Sturgeon was priceless in the world. Merely extending life by over a thousand years was enough to drive everyone mad.
"Take action!"
Almost simultaneously, all the young supreme powerhouses standing in the ancient city ruins moved, rushing toward the top of the bronze pyramid altar, all aiming to seize the Dragon Sturgeon.
There were over twenty people—twenty powerful young supreme powerhouses taking action. At least half were genuine False King powerhouses. The others, though not quite at that level, were close and could reach this realm through other means, making them equally strong and formidable competitors.
Including Zhao Wudao and Canglan Saint, each young supreme powerhouse swiftly charged toward the pyramid altar. From the crown of each one's head shot forth a beam of light, divine might surging, terrifyingly powerful. No one was willing to fall behind.
"Be careful. There might be genuine Young True Kings among them, and some have special trump cards. I won't come out to help for now; observe the situation first," Old Yan reminded.
Ye Chen's heart tightened. Had super-powerhouses of that level really arrived?
But he was not afraid; instead, his fighting spirit was boiling. At least since awakening in this life, he hadn't truly faced an invincible True King.
Suddenly, the mist that had only been coiling on the ground dispersed, revealing massive small mountains—at least several dozen to a hundred of them, densely packed, surrounding the pyramid in the center.
But what made people change color was that these small mountains were not simple. Their entire bodies were covered with countless caves, actually occupied by numerous alien race demons, demonic energy coiling around them.
"Are these all nests of alien race demons?"
The young powerhouses who had fought their way here all changed color, because in their perception, they could easily sense that the demonic mountains ahead were like nests of alien race demons, akin to ant nests, filled with countless sinister auras—those were alien race demons, innumerable, all lurking within those demonic mountains.
It could be said that the number of alien race demons here was unknown, even countless.
The ancient pyramid seemed like a sacred land for the alien race demons, inviolable. Countless alien race demons lurked here, with none occupying the pyramid itself.
Suddenly, accompanied by a sharp shriek, from the majestic demonic mountains surged a sky-covering mass of demons. Each had black bat-like wings on its back, bodies covered in black scales, sharp fangs and claws, ferocious faces, and pointed horns on their heads—truly terrifying.
Among them were seven or eight Divine Transformation Realm demons with four wings, holding pitch-black long tridents, charging at Ye Chen.
The smaller ones were about the size of humans. But the larger ones, like some fearsome Divine Transformation Realm demons, were as huge as small mountains.
Countless fearsome demons swarmed out, covering the sky and earth, all charging at the various young supreme powerhouses who were chasing like a shooting star toward the pyramid altar.
All the young supreme powerhouses changed color, because the number of alien race demons before them was truly too many, practically endless, surging over sky-covering. Saying thousands upon thousands was an understatement—it was simply countless.
Just the number of alien race demons appearing before Ye Chen was over a thousand. Each was at least at the Demigod level, ranging from the lowest first-level Demigod to powerful demons at the king-level fifth-level Divine Transformation Realm.
Boom—
Zhao Wudao was the first to act. He let out a long roar, the king's divine crown flashing brilliantly. From the crown of his head shot forth a divine mirror, similar to the one Zhao Tianyi had used not long ago, but with more complex and profound dao patterns and imprints.
The divine mirror floated above his head, strands of divine radiance descending, protecting Zhao Wudao. It also shot forth a blazing, dazzling beam of light, charging forward.
Wherever the beam passed, all alien race demons were pierced through and incinerated into nothingness. Even the great demons at the Divine Transformation Realm were no exception, utterly unable to block it.
This was the true combat power of a Young King. Unless it was a Divine Transformation Realm demon beyond the fifth level, it simply could not be stopped.
Zhao Wudao had acted. Canglan Saint, Beiming Saint, Daochu, and the other young supreme powerholders—whether heirs of immortal forces or mysterious young prodigies—all took action one after another, each with their own powerful methods, equally unafraid of the alien race demons, charging straight forward. Wherever they passed, everything was shattered into nothingness.
Following them, other young prodigies from behind also arrived. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but suck in cold breaths, because the number of alien race demons was too great, practically endless, surging forward. Who could stop them?
Only super-powerhouses at the level of Young Kings could push through with absolute strength.
Ye Chen also acted, executing the Sun Seal. A divine sun hung in the sky, merging with him. His entire body glowed with radiant light, every inch of his skin blazing brilliantly, as if the Sun God had been reincarnated, charging forward.
Boundless divine fire accompanied him, rippling out, burning the ninth heaven. The void was almost burned through, incinerating alien race demons alive.
The young kings, each possessing heaven-reaching abilities, employed their supreme methods, chasing like a shooting star as they charged forward. Even facing great demons at the Divine Transformation Realm, they could directly push through. The young prodigies watching from behind felt their hearts tremble, shaking their heads with sighs, filled with bitterness.
They all aspired to compete on the path of the Human Sovereign. Many were prodigies from immortal forces, and many had risen step by step relying on their own talent and effort. They all thought themselves very strong, but when they truly saw the Young Kings display their divine might, they felt the immense chasm-like gap between them.
Though of the same young generation, between them lay a heavenly chasm, insurmountable, making one despair.
At this moment, from the nests, even more alien race demons soared into the sky. Even terrifying king-level alien race demons appeared, their four wings trembling, demonic energy spreading, soaring over, leading numerous alien race demons to deal with the king powerhouses.