The elites of various races stepped forward one after another, and for a moment, strange phenomena appeared within the mirror. There were giant beasts controlling thunder, creatures spewing lava, and strange beings symbiotically growing with ancient tree vines...
The brilliance of bloodlines varied in intensity, the phenomena differed in size and shape, but all caused various degrees of reaction from the Stone Mirror. Huang Ya and others remained calm and their eyes sharp like hawks, clearly scrutinizing for any trace of anomalous fluctuations.
The Dragon Clan, being the strongest race, naturally was saved for the finale. Actually, the Phoenix Clan was too, but this race loved showing off and thus took the lead.
Ao Hai took a deep breath and strode forward.
As a direct descendant of the Dragon Clan, his bloodline was noble. The Dragon Blood Gold he forced out shimmered with a hint of purple, containing a dignified majesty, and it dripped into the Stone Mirror.
The mirror surface suddenly erupted with blinding golden light, and images within the mirror surged wildly, as if an ever-turbulent angry sea. At the bottom of the deep sea, the giant dragon, covered in scales as deep as the night and seemingly containing the endless starry sky, slowly emerged as an illusory figure.
This dragon had an ancient and majestic form, distinct from the dragons of the present; its body seemed to traverse countless worlds. As its draconian eyes opened and closed, they exuded a cold will that looked down upon myriad worlds, indifferent to reincarnation.
A supreme aura spread through the mirror surface, even causing a ripple to appear in the eyes of those Demon Venerable Late Stage old monsters who always had expressionless faces.
"Ancestor Dragon!"
An old hag, clad in a tattered Daoist robe beside Huang Ya, hoarsely uttered two words, with a rare and complex emotion appearing on her withered face.
"Although it’s just an imprint, it nonetheless proves the bloodline has reverted to antiquity, with immense potential."
She didn’t mention that solely in terms of bloodline potential, Ao Hai was the strongest among everyone present, even outmatching the youth of the Phoenix Clan.
"Ancestor Dragon!"
The numerous geniuses of the Demon Race exclaimed in awe.
The Dragon Clan’s strength fundamentally lies in the bloodline of the Ancestor Dragon.
It is said that the Ancestor Dragon of that time was incredibly close to being an immortal existence.
Possessing a trace of the Ancestor Dragon’s bloodline signifies the potential to reach that realm!
Even the haughty Phoenix Clan looked at Ao Hai with a serious expression.
Dragon and Phoenix rivalry is not just a legend; the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan have been contending for countless years. Initially, there seemed to be a chance this era, but now it appears that time has not yet come.
Ao Hai himself seemed initially stunned by the phenomenon, but soon a great pride surged within him, and he respectfully stepped back after saluting.
Within the Dragon Clan’s ranks, it was now Jiang Shu’s turn.
Countless gazes instantly focused on Jiang Shu in his Golden Horn form. There was curiosity, scrutiny, and even Feng Xiao’s undisguised gloating and contempt.
Jiang Shu appeared calm on the outside, but internally, he was operating his soul power to the extreme. The World Tree Seedling swayed, casting a clear light to protect his spiritual core from being probed more deeply by the Ancient Mirror.
He initially planned to discreetly let the genuine Golden Horn’s essence blood drip while the Demon Race experts weren’t paying attention, but their eyes and divine senses were fixed on him without giving any room for manipulation.
So cautious?
With no change in expression, Jiang Shu forced out a drop of essence blood from his fingertip, letting it fall onto the mirror.
The moment it landed, the Stone Mirror came to an instantaneous halt.
The ripples on the mirror, which had been endlessly undulating, reflecting the eerie light from the Abyss Dome’s remnants, froze as if frozen.
An indescribable desolation, accompanied by a heart-stopping heaviness, instantly enveloped the space, causing even the perpetually spinning Starfall motion to seemingly pause.
All eyes were glued to the mirror surface, and a piercing brilliance shot from Huang Ya’s cloudy eyes!
The old monsters behind him, akin to stone sculptures, suddenly lifted their eyelids, with a gaze as sharp as substance penetrating the space, tightly locking onto Jiang Shu and the eerie Stone Mirror in front of him. The invisible pressure pressed down like a mountain.
The silence only lasted for a moment.
Boom!
It was as if a volcano that had been suppressed for eons suddenly erupted, or a god that had slumbered for a cosmic epoch opened its eyes.
The light bursting from the Stone Mirror was no longer of a single color but a terrifyingly extreme chaotic hue.
Initially an inky blackness dense beyond measure, seemingly to devour all light, then from that profound darkness erupted a world-creating Chaotic Pure Light!
The Light of Chaos, like a massive pillar, pierced through this abyssal cavern space in an instant, shooting towards the inverted dome above, which was adorned with countless star remnants!
The appearance of this light pillar seemed to ignite the powder keg of the space.
The entire "Spirit Summoning Land" instantly boiled over!
Crack!
The massive star remnants, which had been stably hovering overhead, seemed to receive an invisible decree and began to spin and collide wildly.
The uncontrollable gravitational chaos tore at everything, while the terrifying energy turbulence, like a tangible storm, sprang up from nowhere, sweeping in all directions. The entire abyssal space was violently shaking.
The paths on the huge black stone stele were blooming with endless light.
The stele itself was shaking violently.
"Ah!"
"What’s happening?!"
"Steady, damn space turbulence!"
The geniuses who had just undergone bloodline assessment suddenly turned pale.
The spatial chaos here is vastly more terrifying than in the Cang Mang Domain or Demon Domain.
Every spatial tear was akin to a Great Dao’s power.
It was fortunate that each of them was a genius of the Demon Race.
A normal Demon Monarch, faced with such a situation, would at best be injured, and at worst become critically endangered in the spatial chaos.
In an instant, waves of demonic power surged around them, Great Dao Power was in operation, and they utilized their Star Coffin phantoms to withstand the sudden, terrifying space storm.
Each top genius dodged and fled through the chaotic space, unable to spare any concern for others.
At this moment, Huang Ya’s body, which was like withered wood, trembled violently.
His murky eyes, which seemed to see through countless years, were for the first time filled with unparalleled shock and even boundless ecstasy.
The late-stage Demon Venerables nearby were no exception.
Their gazes were firmly locked onto the Stone Mirror exploding with the terrifying chaos light pillar and onto the figure before it, standing as a rock amidst the space turbulence, clad in Dark Gold Scale Armor!
Within the mirror, at the core of the chaos light pillar, the scene was madly surging and rearranging.
Countless shattered, scattered, ancient images flickered rapidly in the light screen—the birth and extinction of stars, the ancient chaotic atmosphere, Dark Gold Scales as large as mountains, enormous broken skeletons, and even a pair of deep, indifferent, ancient dragon eyes that seemed to encompass the cosmic creation and destruction, the reincarnation of all worlds.
The reflection of those dragon eyes seemed to penetrate through the Ancient Mirror, through time and space, casting a cold glance at the world outside the mirror!
A deathly silence enveloped the Starfall Platform.
The chaotic light pillar bursting from the Stone Mirror threatened to pierce the entire abyssal sky, as chaotic spatial turbulence, fragmented ancient star remains, and twisted energy beams intermingled to form a storm of annihilation.
Even Huang Ya, a being nearing the peak of a Demon Venerable, had muscle twitches involuntarily on his face, his skeletal hands lifted and lowered several times, as if wanting to touch the chaos light pillar piercing through the void, yet fearing to desecrate something.
At the center of the light pillar, the ancient and indifferent dragon eye’s illusory silhouette slowly vanished, and the violent energy fluctuations finally began to calm.
However, the core of the Starfall Abyss Spirit Summoning Land was no longer stable as before.
The ground subtly trembled, and the air retained a heart-stopping energy reverberation, a primordial aura from eternity, so heavy it could crush an ordinary member of the Demon Race.
"Hahaha..."
Amidst the silence of space.
Huang Ya’s hoarse laughter grew louder and louder, his gaze firmly fixed on Jiang Shu.
It was as if he wished to see through every fiber of Jiang Shu’s body, muscles, and bones.
"I have seen the Phoenix True Flame illuminating the skies, seen the Kunpeng’s Wings Shattering the Void, seen the True Hou Roar Shattering Stars... but I’ve never... never seen such a pure and profound dragon bloodline so close to the ’source’!"
"Young one, which branch of the Dragon Clan are you from?"
Chapter 1261: 671: Ancestor Dragon Bloodline? (Part 2)
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