"What's wrong?"
Cynanchum Chinense's intuition was sharp, and she noticed that something was wrong from Shen Zhenyi's tone. She followed Shen Zhenyi's gaze, but saw nothing.
The surging river covered everything.
"Nothing." Shen Zhenyi shook his head calmly. "It's just some small bugs causing trouble."
Those who came did not come with good intentions.
As for Dragon Emperor Manor, such an enemy who took drastic measures to deal with them might be extremely annoying.
But for Shen Zhenyi, bugs were just bugs after all.
"Should we get rid of them?"
Cynanchum Chinense felt the different atmosphere these days, and knew that the Dragon Emperor Palace was facing an extraordinary calamity. In fact, she was still worried about Princess Long, so she took the initiative to ask Shen Zhenyi if he should help.
"It's still too early."
Shen Zhenyi looked back in the direction of the Dragon's Blood Crystal Glazed Pagoda and sighed softly.
The Dragons' calamity could not be handled by him alone.
As the successor of the Dragon's Blood, he still had to accept the test.
The Dragon's Blood boiling and burning away the mortal heart was an internal calamity.
And those who plotted and killed, and those who took advantage of the situation, were external calamities.
As a blessed Dragon, he had to go through these internal and external tests to have the opportunity to go one step further, purify his blood, and survive the great calamity.
Shen Zhenyi could save people, but he could not change this process.
There were some things that he had to experience himself.
Princess Long sat on the top of the Crystal Glazed Pagoda. She was in the center of the array that sealed the Dragon's Blood, feeling the restless Dragon's Blood. Her whole body trembled, and she was almost lost in this great power.
At this time, she was fully supported by the Dragon Emperor Palace, and could feel the power hidden in the Dragons' blood. This kind of power was like thunder hidden in the depths of the earth, and it made people feel fear and respect from the bottom of their hearts.
"This is … the power of Dragons …"
Princess Long muttered to herself. An enormous power that did not belong to her flowed through her fingertips, making her feel as if this world was like a piece of paper that could be torn apart at will.
Of course, she knew very well that this was the true power of the slumbering Giant Dragon. She had merely sensed it through her bloodline, and was able to come into contact with this terrifying power that was beyond the limits of this world.
It was precisely because of this terrifying bloodline that the Dragon Emperor Palace enjoyed special privileges, but at the same time, they also had to endure calamities.
"There is actually such a powerful force in this world."
Princess Long could also be considered a young genius. She had been exposed to the most profound martial arts of the Dragons since she was a child, and she had seen all kinds of experts in the World of Eight Cultivators. However, her vision had always been limited.
Long Po revealed a kind smile behind her. "The power of the Dragons is limitless — — but compared to my lord's power, it's nothing."
Milord?
Princess Long was stunned for a moment before she reacted, "Granny, are you talking about the benefactor who saved us Dragons?"
… How is that possible?
She couldn't help but laugh inwardly. Although Long Po was experienced and knowledgeable, she was still limited by her own knowledge.
The person who saved the Dragons 500 years ago might be very powerful.
But compared to the True Dragon, he was still too weak.
Long Po had never personally controlled the Dragon's Blood Sacrifice, so she had not comprehended the power of the Giant Dragon, which was why she said such a thing.
… In front of the True Dragon, the entire World of Eight Cultivators would tremble. Even the benefactor of the Dragon Emperor Palace would not be able to compare to the True Dragon as long as he was limited to this world.
"Yes."
Long Po's tone was very solemn.
The hard work of the past few days had made her very tired, and there was an unconcealable lethargy on her face. But when it came to that lord, she still respected him very much.
Princess Long couldn't bear to refute her. Besides, the person who saved the Dragons 500 years ago couldn't be considered an ordinary person in the World of Eight Cultivators. She couldn't lose her respect, so she just faintly smiled and no longer bothered with this topic.
"Granny, you can rest assured. This time, I have completely grasped the changes of the Dragon's Blood. This time, the Dragon Emperor Palace doesn't need anyone to save it."
She was very confident.
After comprehending the power of the True Dragon, this confidence unconsciously welled up in her chest. She also had the blood of the Dragon, and she also had endless potential.
… She could keep up with the footsteps of the Third Young Master Shen.
The few years in the Abandoned Sword Villa had dealt a devastating blow to Princess Long's self-confidence. The Third Young Master Shen was so amazing that she couldn't even compare to him. Even Cynanchum Chinense's talent and progress were better than hers.
Although Princess Long didn't say anything, she had always been brooding in her heart.
Only today did she pick up her pride as a Dragon again.
She straightened her shoulders and looked into the distance, enduring the pain of the Dragon's Blood boiling in her body. Her face was full of determination.
"It's been hard on you." Long Po sighed and gently put her hand on her shoulder.
"Today, the Eye of the Dragon's Blood is the most important thing. No matter what happens, you can't leave the Crystal Glazed Pagoda."
Long Po said attentively.
Princess Long nodded and said, "I won't disappoint Granny."
The ritual of the Dragon's Blood was very complicated. Now that King Dalong Of Zhao was seriously injured and unconscious, he couldn't do anything. In fact, only Long Po and Princess Long were in the Crystal Glazed Pagoda.
Princess Long couldn't leave the Eye of the Dragon's Blood. Long Po had to do all the changes in the formation. It was a heavy task. She couldn't take care of Princess Long, so the test in front of her had to be carried out by Princess Long herself.
Seeing Long Po leave, Princess Long breathed a sigh of relief. Her legs were weak, and her chest was overturned. The boiling Dragon's Blood was burning her body. This kind of pain was unbearable.
Blood seeped out of the corner of her mouth, but she gritted her teeth and persevered.
The Dragon's Blood gushed out, half red and half red.
Shen Zhenyi looked up at the blood-red river and didn't say anything.
The ritual of the Dragon's Blood had been going on for six hours.
For Princess Long who carried the Dragon's Blood, this was an extremely severe test for her body and willpower.
The enemy who had infiltrated the Dragon Emperor Palace hadn't made a move yet. It seemed that they were waiting for a better opportunity.
"It's about time …"
Shen Zhenyi suddenly stood up and looked in the direction of the Crystal Glazed Pagoda.
The unforeseen event had happened.
At the same time, Mu Zhao walked into the hall and entered the top floor of the Crystal Glazed Pagoda. He pretended to panic and shouted, "Niece, it's bad! It's bad! "
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