Chapter 2710: Source

The open space in front of the building. The golden dragon, which originally had eight heads, now only has seven.

On the ground, there is still a dragon’s head slowly disappearing.

And at this moment, Julius Reed is standing on the dragon’s head, wielding the Nine Provinces King Sword!

"Did he... really cut off the dragon’s head?" The Southern-sky people’s voice was tinged with excitement; he simply couldn’t believe that someone could decapitate the North Palace King’s dragon head!

A dragon head is not an ordinary object.

A martial artist cultivates, nurtures Qi.

Those with aptitude will be taken to a special place for training.

Here, whoever can nurture seven dragon heads becomes the successor to the next King of Nine Provinces.

Of course, this is just a high probability, not absolute.

Years ago, the North Palace King had already birthed eight golden dragons at home and, spurred by the provoking words of the old King of Nine Provinces at the time, went straight to confront him!

He beheaded the former King of Nine Provinces!

The successors who wanted to emulate him, without exception, were all talents.

But these talents met tragic ends!

Some of them, their families included, were dragged into it, becoming slaves.

What they didn’t know was that when the North Palace King beheaded the former King of Nine Provinces, he already had eight dragons!

It was precisely these eight dragons that made the powers of the time tacitly consent.

Unfortunately, none of the later imitators had such strength.

"Eight Dragons Proclaiming Empire!"

It has always been a rule in the martial arts world.

"I only have seven and a half." The Southern-sky people’s eyes narrowed, and his hands shook with excitement.

He witnessed someone fiercely battling the North Palace King!

It seems that the kid with the crown isn’t just a pushover!

"Great!" The Southern-sky person clapped and said: "Well fought!"

The fiercer the fight between the two, the happier he was.

A scenario where both suffer great losses was what he most wanted to see!

"Can this old man also watch the tigers fight from the mountain?" The Southern-sky person looked at Black Wind on the side.

Black Wind shook his head and said, "Watch the dragons fight from the mountain! Perhaps our opportunity is right in front of us? But I don’t hope so, because if they both suffer, the two of us would have to turn on each other."

"Makes sense, so let’s pray that day comes later?" The Southern-sky person chuckled, his eyes gleaming with unprecedented brilliance!

He saw hope!

"Being able to cut off one head of the North Palace King indeed surprised me. But I feel he has angered the North Palace King; his limit may be just that." Black Wind, who knew the North Palace King well, wasn’t as optimistic as the Southern-sky person.

"Who knows, anyway, this kid has already surprised me." The Southern-sky person grinned and said: "Cutting off one head has already killed the North Palace King’s spirit. This is very important."

"Indeed, the North Palace King is proud and arrogant, and this cut has indeed taken away his spirit."

Black Wind watched without blinking.

And on that open ground!

The North Palace King was utterly furious.

He never expected that a mere youngster in today’s world could cut off his dragon head!

Intolerable!

"I will tear you to pieces!"

The North Palace King roared in anger.

At the same time!

Seven dragon heads simultaneously turned towards Julius Reed, and the dragon mouths opened!

Seven lightning bolts struck down directly!

Julius Reed leapt into the air!

The lightning converged and instantly pierced through the building!

A building dozens of meters wide was forcibly smashed with a large hole of five or six meters in diameter!

There was even a trace of it potentially collapsing faintly appearing!

"Having angered me, you cannot escape!"

The North Palace King transformed into a giant dragon directly!

Yet, only seven heads remained.

"The dragon is the origin of the Nine Provinces King, it seems the North Palace King is truly angered, revealing his origin to take down that kid." The Southern-sky person was excited.

"But does that kid have an origin? If not, no one can oppose that giant dragon." Black Wind felt a bit uneasy.

For some reason, perhaps because he was familiar with the North Palace King and they had met when awakening.

He always felt that today’s events might not be as simple as the two of them thought.

To cut off one head, it was an option they couldn’t even dream of guessing.

What will happen next?

Black Wind suddenly felt a little afraid.

What if this young man...

"Impossible." He muttered to himself: "Impossible, with such thin spiritual power, plus he’s just a youngster, it’s absolutely impossible."

"If he doesn’t have an origin, he won’t last long." The Southern-sky person knew what Black Wind was thinking and said aloud: "When the North Palace King goes all out and reveals his origin, it shows he didn’t expect a young boy could force his origin out."

"Indeed, an origin is everything to a person. The Nine Provinces King’s origin is the dragon. Yours and mine is the Black Tortoise. A battle of origins is actually a battle of the great paths."

Black Wind sighed: "The great path is unlike others, it’s an absolute crushing. I’ve never seen anyone suppress the Nine Provinces King in a battle of origins."

The origin is the great path.

A martial artist cultivates the path.

The path that is a path is very different.

No one can clearly explain what the great path is.

But they cultivate the path.

The origin is the declaration of their cultivation.

The Nine Provinces King’s origin is the dragon.

Because every Nine Provinces King is called an embodiment of the dragon.

The true dragon is called the Dragon.

And those tamed dragons are merely dragons, and cannot represent royal authority.

"But once the origin appears, it severely harms the body. At least for three days, the North Palace King will be gravely injured. The spiritual power in this world is thin, it might even extend this time." The Southern-sky person chuckled: "Does this mean our opportunity has come?"

The origin is akin to the spiritual power within.

And it’s the core of an advanced martial artist.

They directly urge the origin, vying solely on power!

But to release the origin like this is equivalent to overstraining the body.

It will come with some aftereffects.

It’s only in cases of encountering an evenly matched opponent that they would contest origins.

"What a pity." Black Wind shook his head: "This young man’s death is a bit regrettable."

"The dead, there’s nothing regrettable." The Southern-sky person snorted: "To want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight!"

"I even suspect that youngster doesn’t have an origin."

A martial artist without an origin, in the face of an origin, has no resistance at all.

It’s like they are not on the same level.

"I am very disappointed in myself, to actually meet my first opponent who forced me to reveal my origin." The North Palace King said coldly: "Therefore, you must die!"

"I am like you, but also unlike you."

Julius Reed stood on the ground, slowly sheathing his sword, looked at the golden dragon in front, and spoke calmly.

"How are you like, yet different?" The North Palace King confidently said: "You don’t even have an origin, you’re doomed. But you made me this embarrassed, I’m willing to let you finish your words."

He actually admired Julius Reed.

But the dignity of a King meant that he could not leave any survivors.

To insult the King is to die!

"The way I am like you is that I too like to talk tough." Julius Reed placed his right hand on the sword and slowly closed his eyes, "The way I am different is that all the things I say come true."

As soon as he finished speaking!

He stepped forward directly!

Leaving an identical self in place!