Chapter 250 - Gloom
“Humph!”
Faced with the incoming scorching dragon flame, the old man remained composed and snorted coldly. With a flick of his wrist, his folding fan opened up and released an incomparably golden glow!
The old man’s folding fan seemed to have transformed into a blazing sun, emitting golden rays that were bedazzling.
In that instant, everyone watching the battle from the capital, be it cultivators or mortals, felt a sharp pain in their eyes. Their vision was drowned by the endless light and they lost their sight temporarily.
Those outside the capital that were closest to the battlefield shrieked in pain and turned their heads subconsciously. Shutting their eyes tightly, tears streamed down their faces.
“Roar!”
The divine dragon seemed to recognize the folding fan in the old man’s hands as it let out a deep growl while looking on with a hint of caution.
Swash!
However, no one had a clear recollection of the person who fought against the divine dragon.
A Golden Core said hesitantly, “That person was shrouded by a layer of fog and couldn’t be seen clearly at all. He looked like a middle-aged man.”
“Where did that divine dragon come from? Why is it here?”
“I’m not sure.”
“I’ve got a feeling that something bad is about to happen in the North Region of Tianhuang Mainland.”
Even though Su Zimo was calm on the surface when he heard the discussions, his heart was thumping wildly!
No one knew better than him about the origin of that divine dragon.
That was the same dragon that he had seen in the primordial ruin!
The purpose of its visit was self-evident.
It was to kill them!
Su Zimo long knew that the moment they ate the dragon egg, he would have an irreconcilable feud with this divine dragon and the entire dragon race.
That was why he said that Night Spirit had caused big trouble.
However, Su Zimo did not expect that the divine dragon would be able to find its way here despite them making use of the Minor Transference Talisman to escape from the primordial ruin!
If not for that mysterious expert today, he and Night Spirit would most likely be dead by now.
How did it manage to find them here?
The Minor Transference Talisman made use of spatial teleportation. While a divine dragon’s power might have been able to give it a rough gauge of the direction, how did it determine with such accuracy that he and Night Spirit were within the Great Zhou’s capital?
This time round, the divine dragon was pushed back by a mysterious expert.
However, it was impossible for mysterious experts to appear around Su Zimo all the time. Heaven knew where this person came from and what he looked like or his background.
If the divine dragon were to come knocking the next time round, who was going to save him and Night Spirit?
A layer of gloom enveloped Su Zimo’s heart.
…
At the very center of the capital stood a majestic and grand palace. It was extremely huge and was none other than the imperial palace.
Outside the main hall stood a dense group of black-armored soldiers. Each of them was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator and there were ten thousand of them, all kneeling on one knee in a neat formation with clear discipline.
At the entrance of the main hall stood a middle-aged man in a yellow robe. His face was sharp as a knife and his eyes shone with a fiery light, emanating a stern sense of authority with his expression.
The yellow-robed man’s bronze skin added an iron and murderous look to his face!
This man was the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. In charge of thousands of kilometers of territory, the man who ruled over all vassal states under his thumb!
The yellow-robed man asked, “What do you think?”
“Emperor, that person’s methods are unparalleled. He should be one of the top existences in Tianhuang Mainland, not someone from the Great Zhou Dynasty.”
A Golden Core behind the yellow-robed man said slowly.
“Perfected Lord Ming Ze, did you manage to catch the appearance of that expert?” The yellow-robed man glanced sideways and asked, nodding.
Being referred to as a Perfected Lord meant that this person was already in a Nascent Soul realm!
“I didn’t manage to catch it either.”
Perfected Lord Ming Ze shook his head. “Since he refuses to expose his identity, it’s best for us to not investigate it further lest we provoke him and get ourselves killed.”
“Oh?”
The yellow-robed man nodded, gazing into the distance as he murmured, “The appearance of the dragon race. Does it mean that the world is truly about to descend into chaos?”