708 Affects Dragon Spirit
Beautiful maids, tender and affectionate, under the perfect night sky.
A warbling sound quickly rang out.
The time it takes to drink a cup of tea passed, and the eldest prince watched coldly as the maid was being carried away.
His hair was completely white, his body was already cold, and his skin, with its occasional dark spots like an old man's, looked as if he had aged overnight!
Feeling the dark true energy within his body, which had increased slightly, he felt even more certain that he was not far from breaking through.
He thought to himself, "For the sake of the world's long-term prosperity, it is only right to make some sacrifices!"
I hope all the younger brothers will arrive on time in three days.
Deep within the royal palace's underground veins lies a mysterious and unpredictable place.
It seems real yet illusory, existing both underground and outside of space!
At this moment, nine even larger golden dragon energies, like nine real dragons, coiled there, circling each other, their bodies shining brightly in the unknown ley lines, radiating dazzling golden light.
The dragon's energy was as lively as a living being, sometimes surging and leaping, sometimes coiling and swirling, as if it were having a fierce argument.
The sounds of arguing, though intangible and formless, were like the sounds of people beating drums and ringing bells, seemingly able to penetrate the earth's veins and reach the heavens.
A deep rumble seemed to echo all around, with swirling clouds, golden rays of light, golden lotuses, and flashing sparks of electricity, creating a scene like a fairyland.
Five golden dragon energies, each seemingly containing boundless power and wisdom.
Their bodies constantly changed shape as they argued, and they seemed to have split into several factions. The leading faction had the strongest dragon aura, which was golden in color and had five dragon auras that were as solid as physical scales.
The other few seem to have their own agendas.
The golden dragon energy that had broken away from the eldest prince was like a lost wanderer who had finally found its true home—within the body of a majestic and powerful golden dragon.
The entry of the golden dragon energy was like a weary bird returning to its nest, natural and harmonious, without the slightest abruptness or incongruity.
The golden dragon's body was like an endless abyss, with golden dragon energy slowly flowing and merging within it.
The majestic golden dragon seemed to be digesting the human memories brought about by the fusion of the golden dragons, and also seemed to be merging with the original power of the golden dragons.
As time passed, the silent, seemingly dormant golden dragon energy gradually awakened, as if waking from a long memory and slowly opening its eyes.
Their eyes gradually became more lively, as if two eyes full of wisdom and humanity were sparkling.
They seemed completely unconcerned about the argument in front of them, as if they were already used to it!
Without glancing at any of the golden dragons, his deep, clear, and elegant voice, like a cautious yet resolute determination, softly said, "Since everyone has different opinions and different choices in their hearts, arguing like this will not lead to a consensus."
But the great struggle has already begun; it is a choice made by fate, and also a choice made by each individual.
If one's consciousness is lost due to their own choice, they can't blame anyone else but themselves.
The other eight dragons, each refusing to yield and unable to persuade the others, slowly quieted down.
Nine giant dragons, each coiled up, their bodies a thick, golden color that slowly changes, like mottled patterns, or the ever-changing, colorful clouds on the horizon, varying in depth and dazzling in their brilliance.
Their bodies vary in length and posture, as if each is telling a story of its own unique strength.
The longest of the dragons, with a robust body, is five sections long, resembling five majestic mountain ranges. Standing among the other dragons, it exudes an imposing aura, yet its spirit remains as still as a mountain.
The shortest dragon, though only two or three segments long, is still three majestic mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist, exuding majesty.
There is also a four-segmented dragon with sharp eyes, exuding composure and elegance!
However, the one who had just spoken was the giant dragon with three segments.
Although this three-sectioned dragon is not particularly large, its eyes are exceptionally bright and full of vitality.
Although the voice was somewhat immature, it exuded a power that should not be underestimated.
Surrounding the nine giant dragons, clouds and mist swirl, their shapes constantly shifting, as if they are always changing, sometimes transforming into rushing rivers, sometimes into majestic mountains.
The longest of the five-sectioned dragons was surrounded by the thickest clouds, resembling a vast sea of clouds, within which strange treasures seemed to be hidden.
The three-sectioned dragon that had just opened its mouth seemed to be a young dragon, and the clouds around it were even more unusual.
The clouds seemed to come alive, swirling and leaping around it, sometimes transforming into auspicious beasts, sometimes into golden flowers and good fortune, extremely lively.
After the three young dragons finished speaking, they paid no attention to what the other dragons thought.
He seemed to be lost in thought, his eyes bright and delicate.
He thought to himself, 'The eldest prince's intentions are most in line with mine, and his previous choice was not wrong. But now it seems that with the Holy Emperor absent, the dragon energy is unstable and evil energy is leaking out. The eldest prince still couldn't control himself.'
But when did the evil aura in the prince's body originate, and why did I not have any warning signs at all, as if it could exclude my senses?
Today, it's because the evil dragon wants to devour me to become stronger, which is why my instincts have kicked in.
A slight heaviness crept over me.
He glanced openly at the largest golden dragon, whose body was majestic and much older than himself. It seemed to have little reaction to the newborn dragons.
Whether I care or not, it all seems indifferent.
Time seems to have little to do with it; the rise and fall of dynasties and the manifestation of dragon energy are inherently very long processes.
It is not that the change of the capital city is difficult to achieve; even if the dynasty changes, the dragon energy will slowly give birth to a trace of intelligence in order to save itself.
The intelligences that are born are not just one or two, but many, or even more, competing with each other, devouring each other, merging into one, and becoming stronger.
What was swallowed up naturally transformed back into dragon energy, originating from here and returning to here.
There was no significant change or loss in the dragon's energy!
It seems to be an unchanging cycle, with little loss; as long as the capital is eventually established, something even stronger will be born.
At the beginning of the dynasty, the dragon energy reached its peak, as if a new dragon energy had been born, which was the dragon energy gathered by the human race.
The will of the common people is like a raging storm, converging into an unstoppable torrent, and the newborn dragon energy is like the water of the heavens, surging forth in a mighty torrent!
During the transition of dynasties, in the most turbulent times, when life and death were everywhere, and in the most terrifying times, an invisible force seemed to tear the sky apart and shake the universe, giving birth to the new intelligence within the dragon vein, like a giant dragon breaking out of its shell.
Like the Three-Section Dragon itself, it was born from the dragon's aura during the chaos of the late Kui Dynasty, and survived by sheer luck.
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