That towering temple was a gateway; even Long Chen had never seen such a massive portal.
What shocked Long Chen the most was that the entire hall was made up of countless dragon scales pieced together, each scale representing a reverse scale.
The scales were multicolored, radiating divine light across the sky. Standing before the temple, Long Chen felt instantly locked onto by billions of dragon souls. Even with his strength, his scalp tingled and his hair stood on end, almost instinctively dragging out the Dragon Bone Evil Moon.
Each scale represented a dragon soul will. They gazed at Long Chen and the others without any sense of closeness—only endless cold arrogance.
"Well... Could it be that he's also like Emperor Dragon and Emperor Lin, wanting to test us?" Seeing this scene, Chiyue couldn't help but feel her scalp tingle.
"I'm afraid so. If we want to enter the main gate, we need their approval." Mo Ying felt his throat interfering, and his voice became hoarse.
The dragon scales on this portal were all left behind by Dragon Clan Human Emperor experts, but these were from the ancient era. The pressure of these scales was enough to make one's heart race.
And this massive palace had countless dragon scales, far beyond the billions. Their powers were linked to form a formation, and this power was countless times stronger than the Imperial Dragon Scales of the Dragon Domain.
For so many years, the Imperial Dragon Scale of the Dragon Domain had never gained its recognition, let alone the palace before them.
Facing the awe-inspiring palace, Long Chen walked step by step. When he arrived at the palace, a barrier interwoven with myriad divine radiances appeared.
Obviously, even if one carries dragon blood, entering still requires verification. Without the power of dragon blood, perhaps this palace has already dealt a ruthless ruthless blow to everyone.
"Buzz!"
Long Chen opened his large hand, a blood-red cross appeared, slowly pressing it against the barrier. It was the Imperial Blood Seal. Under the gaze of countless eyes, the moment Long Chen's hand touched the barrier, it trembled slightly before vanishing.
Immediately after, people could no longer sense the palace's hostility. With a loud crack, the palace doors slowly opened, forming a passage stretching tens of thousands of miles.
When the passage opened, the vast dragon might surged forth like a tangible force. Dragon clan experts below the Heavenly Saint level could not withstand the terrifying pressure and were all sent flying.
After a while, the Dragon Might turbulence began to calm down, and everyone cautiously approached the main gate.
Entering through the main gate and following a wide corridor forward, another gate arrived. Passing through three gates, ahead was a huge plaza.
In the center of the plaza stood an altar, towering above it with only a single stone stele. The stele bore no divine patterns, only two lines of large characters.
These two lines of large characters were written with dragon blood. When everyone saw them, an overwhelming fighting spirit surged forth.
"Protect our dragon clan, wash Brahma in blood, until the blood is dry, swear never to cease fighting."
When Long Chen recited the four lines on the stele, images flashed through his mind of the powerful figures of Imperial Dragon Valley leaving in full force, never to return.
"Great Brahma"
When they saw the words 'Brahma,' the experts of the Dragon Domain ground their teeth in anger, because most of the Dragon Domain's history had been lost, and countless ancient secrets were unknown to them.
They always kept a certain distance from Dan Valley because they always felt Dan Valley was ambitious and ill-intentioned.
Now they understood that Great Brahma was the Dragon Domain's arch-enemy. Had they known this, they would never have tolerated the Yinglong Clan colluding with the Brahma Pill Valley.
"This is an enormous humiliation!"
The Black Dragon Clan's ancestor roared in fury, his face twisted with rage. As a descendant of the dragon clan, he had colluded with his enemies—how could they face the ancestors of the dragon clan?
The characters on this stone tablet were like sharp blades, stabbing fiercely into their hearts. The Imperial Dragon Clan, to defend the dignity of the dragon clan, had mobilized their entire clan, dying in battle and never yielding.
And what about them? Thinking of the many past events in the Dragon Domain, they were utterly ashamed.
"Thud!"
The ancestor of
the Black Dragon Clan was the first to kneel before the stone tablet, his head smashing hard against the blue brick. The brick was made of unknown material, extremely hard. His head was broken, and blood stained the brick red.
The other ancestors also stepped forward, kneeling and kowtowing. Soon after, the major clan leaders, and then the powerful figures of the entire Dragon Domain knelt down like a tide.
The Black Dragon Clan Patriarch was already in tears. He shouted loudly, "I am ashamed before our ancestors, disgraced the dignity of the Dragon Clan, and truly deserve death.
But right now is the time for our Dragon Clan to use people. I ask the ancestors to temporarily send me a head, so I can do something more for the Dragon Clan.
After I have exhausted my last drop of blood for the dragon clan, I will come to apologize to the ancestors."
The Black Dragon Clan ancestor's words were resolute, causing the entire plaza to erupt and erupt. The other ancestors were also in tears. As ancestors, they had caused such chaos in the Dragon Domain. They were all criminals, and their crimes were unforgivable.
If they could atone for their sins, even if they were cut into pieces and ground to ashes, they wouldn't even frown.
But no one could punish them, and no one punished them, which made them feel even more miserable.
Now, they could only wear their sins and do as much as possible for the dragon clan until death.
The chiefs of the Dragon Domain were also sobbing uncontrollably. As clan leaders, they should bear greater responsibility.
Seeing the handwriting left by his ancestors, he recalled their pride and dominance, then looked at himself—fighting tooth and nail for the position of Dragon Domain commander, fighting tooth and nail to the point of blood. It was utterly foolish and unforgivable.
Their own cowardice and the bravery of their ancestors made all the Dragon Domain experts feel utterly ashamed, wishing they could atone with their lives.
Long Chen stood before the stone tablet, looking at the blood-written text left on it, feeling a natural sense of admiration.
"Senior, how did the Dragon Clan and Great Brahma become enemies? How come I've never heard you mention it?" Long Chen said.
"I can't tell you about this yet, because it's too complicated. You'll understand later.
Ignore these idiots, let them reflect right here, and keep moving forward." The Chaos Dragon Emperor said.
Long Chen saw the dragon clan experts kneeling on the ground and crying uncontrollably. It seemed that crying could ease their hearts. Following the guidance of the Chaos Dragon Emperor, Long Chen circled around the stone tablet and continued forward.
Passing through the plaza, a hall gate appeared. However, as he passed through it, there was no path ahead. Ahead lay a vast abyss, shrouded in immortal mist, with no end in sight.
At the edge of the abyss, at the end of the broken path, there was a stone platform. When Long Chen approached the platform, he noticed a claw print on it.
"Drop a drop of dragon blood onto it." The Chaos Dragon Emperor said.
"Buzz."
After Long Chen did as instructed, dragon blood dripped into the claw mark, and the whole world trembled.
"Boom boom boom..."
Then Long Chen and the others saw a massive Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, like a world, appear before their eyes.
"This is their final treasure. If you can control it, even if the other eight divine banners arrive, they won't be able to do anything to you."
As Long Chen and the others were stunned by the scene before them, the voice of the Chaos Dragon Emperor reached Long Chen's ears.