Chapter 659 The Dragon's Throat
Blue flames rolled in the dragon's throat, and before the heat wave could even be released, the surrounding air was already distorted and deformed by the heat.
The oppressive feeling from the top of the food chain was so real that it required no mental preparation; the body instinctively went on strike. Yueqing felt the bones in his knees rubbing against each other, making a teeth-grinding sound. All around him were the sounds of people kneeling down; those dragon-people villagers who had been baring their teeth at them before were now burying their heads in the ground, wishing they could turn into earthworms.
Chi Yan was just three steps away from her.
The boy was trembling all over, his back bent into a taut bow, his knees even cracking the stone slabs on the ground, but he didn't kneel. He gritted his teeth, his two hands gripping the ridiculous bone spear tightly, using his body to create a small vacuum zone free of pressure for Yueqing.
"Sister Yueqing..." Chi Yan forced out the words through clenched teeth, blood trickling down the corner of his mouth, "Take the child... and run..."
Run? Where to run?
Above your head is a giant dragon that is hundreds of meters long, and all around are cliffs.
A hint of mockery flashed in the dragon's golden vertical pupils, clearly indicating that it didn't take the crimson flame, this tiny ant, seriously. The flame in its throat went out—probably thinking it was too wasteful to burn a few insects with its dragon breath—and its massive dragon claws slashed down.
The claws were larger than the stone house, their fingertips gleaming with a cold light, and they hurtled straight for the swaddled baby in Yueqing's arms with a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air.
"Keep the royal bloodline intact!"
The wind pressure stung Yueqing's face, and she couldn't move at all.
[Warning! Warning!]
[Lethal energy fluctuation detected! The opponent's combat power is ten thousand times that of the host!]
[System shield energy insufficient! Unable to withstand the attack! Host, please take immediate evasive action!]
The system's alarms blared incessantly in Yueqing's mind, giving him a splitting headache. Evade? Evade where? What good is this damn system at a critical moment other than announcing bad news?
Yueqing steeled her resolve, turned her back sharply, and pressed the two children tightly beneath her, using her frail back to meet the dragon's claw, powerful enough to shatter rocks.
So be it if I die.
We must at least protect these two little ones.
Just as the dragon claw was less than half a meter from Yueqing's back, and the sharp fingertip had already torn through her clothes.
"Hmm..."
A very soft, almost imperceptible murmur suddenly came from Yueqing's arms.
It's a son.
The little guy had been sleeping soundly ever since he got sick. Now, whether he was woken up or had a nightmare, he frowned impatiently, pouted, and let out a babyish hum.
But to the dragon's ears, this groan was like a thunderclap.
boom!
An invisible yet extremely domineering aura erupted instantly, centered on Yueqing's embrace.
This wasn't a clash of energies, but a crushing force of bloodlines. It was like a subject meeting an emperor, a wild dog encountering a lion. It was an absolute obedience etched into the marrow, flowing in the blood, unyielding even after millennia.
The arrogant dragon in the sky suddenly froze.
The enormous dragon claw stopped abruptly in mid-air, just centimeters away from Yueqing's back.
Immediately afterwards, the massive dragon body began to tremble violently. Those once cold and arrogant golden vertical pupils now shrank to the size of pinpoints, filled with disbelief and terror.
It sensed it.
That's no ordinary royal bloodline... that's the Ancestral Dragon! The progenitor of all dragons! A legendary supreme being who can command the entire world!
This oppressive force was terrifying, so terrifying that the dragon blood within its body was flowing backward, and the dragon soul was wailing, instinctively wanting to prostrate itself on the ground and kowtow to beg for mercy.
Yueqing waited for a long time, but the expected excruciating pain did not come. Instead, she heard a "clucking" sound of teeth chattering above her head.
She tentatively turned around.
The once arrogant Azure Dragon was now hanging in mid-air like a frightened gecko, its claws caught in a dilemma, unable to retract or extend, frozen there in embarrassment and fear.
Yueqing's mind works incredibly fast.
Although she didn't know exactly what had happened, she was all too familiar with the dragon's expression—it was the same expression she had when an intern made a serious mistake and was caught by the head doctor back in the hospital.
Since the dragon is afraid, things will be easier.
"System!" Yueqing screamed in her mind, "Simulate that aura from just now! Turn the power up to the maximum! Whether we live or die depends on this tremor!"
[Received! Capturing residual bloodline pressure waves... Simulation activated! Amplification multiplier: MAX!]
Yueqing took a deep breath, and her back straightened instantly.
Holding the child in one arm, she swung her other sleeve sharply, pointed at the dragon head in the sky, and roared:
"presumptuous!"
This shout, coupled with the terrifying pressure amplified by the system's simulation, slammed directly into the dragon's head.
"Awooo—!"
The dragon let out a short, miserable scream, as if its nose had been poked by a red-hot iron rod. Its massive body lurched backward, almost falling from the sky.
It stared at Yueqing with disbelief, or rather, at the child in her arms, its voice trembling: "Dragon... Dragon Emperor bloodline? Impossible! The Dragon Emperor lineage was severed three hundred years ago! How could there still be a pure-blooded ancestral dragon in this world?!"
Although it said it was impossible, its body betrayed it by shrinking back, even reducing most of its dragon might.
Yueqing felt more confident.
She sneered, her face showing the disdain one would give a country bumpkin, and slowly straightened her collar, which had been ruffled by the wind.
"Severed?" Yueqing glanced at it disdainfully. "That's because you bunch of mixed-blood lizards are incompetent and can't sense your master's presence. What, do you think you're qualified to know the secrets of the royal family?"
"Mixed...mixed-blood lizard?"
The dragon was so angry that it spewed out two plumes of white smoke from its nostrils, but it dared not retaliate.
That aura was too pure. So pure that it couldn't even muster the thought of resisting. In its five hundred years of life, it had only ever seen descriptions of this aura in ancient texts—it was the source that could make all dragons submit.
"The young master is currently in a deep slumber undergoing his tribulation." Yue Qing took the "borrowing power from the tiger" tactic to the extreme, her voice growing increasingly cold. "If you disturb the young master and ruin this trial, even skinning you alive to make insoles wouldn't be enough to compensate for it!"
The dragon's enormous eyes darted around a few times.
It had indeed heard that some high-ranking dragons would seal their memories and powers, transforming into juveniles to cultivate again in order to break through their bottlenecks. Could it be... the reincarnation of some reclusive ancestor?
It dares not gamble.
If you win, you'll only be killing a few ants; if you lose, it will be a catastrophe that wipes out your entire clan.
"You..." The dragon hesitated for a moment, but in the end, it didn't dare to move any closer.
It glanced at the swaddling clothes with some resentment, and finally let out a hateful snort.
"It would be best if you said so."
As soon as he finished speaking, the azure light that filled the sky suddenly contracted.
The colossal creature, hundreds of meters long, rapidly shrank and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke as it fell to the ground.
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