Chapter 997: Miss Evil Dragon Awakens

Xia Feng caught the silver ball.

But the moment the ball entered his hand, the feeling became unreal, as if he had grabbed something insubstantial. At the same time, the ball quickly split into hundreds of shadows to the left and right.

Xia Feng couldn't tell which one was the real Tianshu Five.

On the side, the empress raised her hand and pressed Xia Feng's arm. Suddenly, some kind of divine power seemed to flow along his forearm into his palm.

The countless silver balls suddenly merged into one and were held firmly in Xia Feng's hand.

【Tianshu Five: Non-Evil】

Song——!

At the same time, the gray sky of the entire sealed area seemed to suddenly sink a hundred meters, and the air around it was squeezed to the point that it was difficult to breathe.

Xia Feng's entire soul began to tremble involuntarily, and he suddenly looked up.

The dark giant tower that rose to the sky suddenly flattened into a piece of drawing paper. The woman in the phoenix skirt tore a hole in the center of the drawing paper and walked out slowly.

With every step she took, a long golden staircase would appear under her snow-white feet, extending layer by layer towards the sky.

Step two, step three. Her divine skirt, carved with a blazing phoenix, fluttered in the wind. A bright red rope bound the ends of her hair, and the soft hair that flowed down her waist and hips gradually ignited with phoenix-colored holy flames. Her fox-shaped, rose-shaped eyes, which captivated everyone, spun into a holy golden cross. She took the fourth step—

The goddess ascended the steps and was granted a position by heaven and earth.

As the fifth step was taken, golden lines of God extended from the corners of his eyes like tree branches, converging towards his eyebrows.

“Buzz! Buzz!!!”

Waves of holy golden light spread out layer by layer. In the distance, beside the imperial throne, Xia Feng was shocked and had to take a half step back. The powerful divine pressure made his knees crack, but fortunately he held on and did not kneel down.

However, when the woman in the phoenix skirt took the sixth step, her fox-like and indifferent cross-shaped pupils glared at Xia Feng.

Xia Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and the desire to kneel down and prostrate himself before the woman, praising her and admiring her, reached its peak.

Boom, boom—two heavy sounds like the beating of a heart exploded in his soul. At the same time, Xia Feng felt his blood flow speed up, and there was a faint dragon roar rising into the sky. His mind suddenly became clear, and he looked at the woman in the phoenix skirt coldly.

The woman in the phoenix skirt curled her lips lazily as she took her seventh step: "Your Majesty, you don't have much time left to protect that ant."

"Hmm?" The empress leaned back, "Is that so?"

Her long legs were crossed under the graceful imperial skirt. She leaned her cheek to the side and looked at the Goddess Huan quietly, without any hurry at all.

Seeing the empress's attitude, Huanshen was a little surprised. She really didn't believe that this pale dragon descendant who was only 20,000 years old could have any other tricks.

Unless the Empress can summon the being at the end of her bloodline,

But unfortunately, that existence has been sleeping in the sealed place for who knows how many years. Even if it wakes up, its supreme will cannot descend into the three realms to provide any protection for its believers or blood dragon descendants.

Although the disaster contract of Yinghuan has only been lifted to two-thirds and has not been completely broken, as long as she returns to the throne of God and gets rid of the Empress, the human beings with the surname Xia will still be in her pocket and will be tortured by her forever!

The woman in the phoenix skirt stepped onto the eighth step. The holy cross at the bottom of her pupils spread out a stream of light, which used the golden lines at the corners of her eyes as a channel and suddenly gathered at the center of her eyebrows, forming a real holy golden cross, mysterious and majestic.

Buzz! Divine golden waves pushed back, and the laws vibrated.

She looked around with her rosy eyes, but what puzzled her was that when she ascended to the throne of true godhood, all things here should praise her name and bow down to her like living creatures.

But none of this happened. After she ascended to godhood, the phenomena in heaven and earth were very peaceful, or even nonexistent, as if they were in awe of another being.

The thought flashed through her mind, and she looked up as if she realized something. A mysterious and majestic sound came from a very far away place.

That's a summoning spirit!

The summoning sound of the Holy Summoning Tree was attracted by a being that was about to awaken, and was transmitted to this place along a certain spatial passage.

But, who wants to wake up here?

Her rosy pupils narrowed slightly, and a very ominous feeling lingered in her heart, and she suddenly looked up.

Bang——

The scene of the Temple of Apocalypse shattered like a mirror, revealing the true appearance of the place.

In the center of the boundless flowers, a magnificent world tree is level with the sky. In the center of the tree, a white dragon skeleton holds its head high. The throne and steps at the bottom are surrounded by eternal blue fire.

On the throne, the woman in the imperial skirt still sat with her chin supported to the side, looking elegant and dignified.

But next to the woman in the imperial skirt, there was a woman in the star skirt sitting dignifiedly. She had the same beautiful face as her. The only difference was that there were pale dragon scales as crystal clear as jade embellishing the corners of her eyes and the sides of her forehead.

The slender woman in the star-shaped skirt has her eyes drooped, as if she has fallen into a deep sleep.

“.”

The moment Huan saw this scene, her mind buzzed and her rosy pupils widened slightly.

However, before she could react, the man who was standing respectfully beside the throne like a believer suddenly turned around and hit the silver ball in his hand into the center of the throne.

Zila—just like thunder exploding countless electric charges, with the throne as the center, countless distorted light waves spread out in circles in an instant, and Xia Feng and the woman in the imperial skirt were instantly stopped in time and unable to move.

And every time the distorted light wave spreads out, the range of time stop expands.

“!!!” Huan’s mind buzzed for the second time, and her dilated rosy pupils suddenly shrank and turned pale?!

The Pale and the Abyss are existences that all gods fear, whether they are gods of the astral realm or gods of the nightmare realm.

The appearances of these two supreme dragon gods are equally mysterious, and no one has ever seen their human bodies.

Even the gods of the twelve zodiac signs are no exception.

In fact, Yinghuan had many dealings with Cangbai, or rather, she used the power of "unlucky" to bring a lot of trouble to Cangbai. She was even hunted down by Cangbai once and almost died.

But that was a long time ago. Even when she was being hunted, she had never seen a pale human body.

But the layout of this place, the World Tree, the Pale Divine Flame, and the Pale Divine Throne... all indicate that this is a sealed place!

The woman in the star-shaped dress who had fallen asleep on the throne was none other than the pale one himself! In human form!

Why do the Tianwu Empress and the Cangbai Dragon God look exactly the same?

Thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, and Huan's expression froze. However, she didn't have time to think any further. She took a step back, ready to fall back into the space-time tunnel and escape—Buzz!

She froze in her retreat.

The distorted light waves spread out, and the range of time stop expanded instantly. After covering the woman in the phoenix skirt, it continued to extend to the entire sealed area.

In less than half a second, the sealed land was completely silent. The flowers, flames, men and women, the world tree, and even the laws of the world were completely frozen.

Only in the world tree behind the throne, there were vaguely eighteen dark chains connecting the throne, and gray mist spread around the woman in the star-skirt.

Bang—in the dead silent world, a dark chain, its surface covered by dense silver light, shattered crisply.

At the same time, the sound of summoning spirits reached her ears, and the quietly lowered eyelids of the woman in the star-shaped skirt trembled slightly.

As the second chain broke, the woman's enchanting and majestic pupils opened wide, pale as the abyss.

Those supreme divine eyes looked down at the woman in the phoenix skirt quietly.

Bang—the third chain broke.

(End of this chapter)