CHAPTER 85 — When a Dragon Opens Its Eyes
The battlefield was frozen.
Even the demonic commander—wreathed in dark mist and dripping with malevolent killing intent—paused mid-step, his eyes narrowing.
CRAAAAAACK…
CRRRRACK—!!
The sky above them trembled as a deep, ancient vibration rippled through the air.
Not sound.
Not qi.
A birth cry.
Lin felt it in his bones.
In his dantian.
In the roots of his inner world.
Bai turned toward him, spear trembling.
"That sound—Lin, is that…?"
Lin's throat tightened.
"Yes.
The dragon is waking."
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1. The Battlefield Holds Its Breath
Cloudsky disciples inside the inner world felt it too. Their gazes lifted toward the sky of Lin's realm, where the Titan Sapling pulsed with golden light—
the cocoon beneath it glowing fiercely.
Mu pressed a hand to her chest.
"It's happening now?"
Even Saint Shengyuan froze mid-breath.
"The world's laws are shifting…
No—expanding."
Aurora hovered above the sapling, her voice full of reverence and awe.
"Prepare yourselves.
You are about to witness the birth of a being even ancient sects would kneel before."
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2. On the Real Battlefield — A Pause Before the Storm
Outside, Lin faced the demonic commander.
Black mist swirled around the man like writhing serpents.
His grin was serrated.
"A dragon?"
He scoffed.
"You think I'll allow such a creature to be born?"
Lin raised his spear.
"You can't stop what's already begun."
The demonic commander's killing intent flared.
"Then your dragon dies before it draws breath."
He hurled forward—
the sky rending from the force of his movement.
But Lin moved first.
Lightning exploded around him, forming a barrier that clashed with the commander's demonic aura.
BOOOOOOM—!!
Shockwaves flattened entire swaths of the battlefield.
Bai, Sheng, Mu, and Wen were blown back but held their ground.
The commander snarled:
"Cocky brat! Your cultivation is only at early Golden Core. You think you can fight me?!"
Lin grinned sharply.
"Who said I'm fighting alone?"
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3. Inside the Inner Earth — The Dragon Awakens
The cocoon beneath the Titan Sapling pulsed faster.
Golden light burst from its seams.
CRACK—!!
A claw emerged—
covered in shimmering gold scales etched with ancient runes.
CRRSH—!!
A tail lashed through the cocoon's base, shaking the entire realm.
The Spirit Mother knelt.
Aurora knelt.
Even Shengyuan bowed, eyes shining.
"Behold… the first apex life of this world."
Mu clutched Wen's arm.
"I can't… breathe…"
Wen whispered:
"This aura… it feels older than mountains…"
Then—
ROOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAR—!!!!!!
A dragon's newborn roar tore through the inner world.
A pillar of golden light shot into the sky, piercing the clouds.
The entire world resonated.
Streams overflowed.
Mountains grew taller.
Forests stretched outward.
Qi density doubled instantaneously.
And in the light—
a dragon stepped forward.
Small by dragon standards—only ten meters long.
But radiating the power of a saint at birth.
Golden eyes, ancient and wise.
Scales that shimmered like divine metal.
Horns of celestial jade.
It was Bai Wanglong in his true form.
He blinked slowly.
"…Father?"
Lin staggered inside.
The world wavered around him as the dragon's voice echoed in his mind.
"You… woke early," Lin whispered.
The dragon huffed proudly, steam curling from its nostrils.
"This world called to me.
Your heart called to me.
I am born to stand at your side."
Then the dragon's body glowed.
Light burst outward—
And Bai Wanglong vanished.
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4. Outside — The Dragon Descends
A shadow fell across the battlefield.
The demonic commander's head snapped upward.
"…what is that?"
A golden tear in space opened above Lin.
A roar thundered from within.
ROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAR—!!!!!!
The dragon shot downward like a falling star—
Ten meters of divine fury.
He slammed into the ground with such force the entire valley cracked like broken glass.
The demonic commander was thrown back dozens of meters, coughing blood.
"What—WHAT ARE YOU?!"
The dragon's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"I am Bai Wanglong.
True Dragon.
Guardian of Lin Xuan."
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5. When a Dragon Fights, the World Trembles
The dragon inhaled.
The sky dimmed.
Everyone—demonic cultivators, Cloudsky survivors, even core elders—felt their hearts freeze.
Then the dragon exhaled.
DRAGON'S BREATH—HEAVENLY ANNIHILATION
A blast of golden flame erupted from his maw.
The demonic army evaporated.
Thousands of demonic cultivators—gone in a heartbeat.
Beast hordes turned to ash.
The earth was scorched clean.
The demonic commander shielded himself desperately, screaming:
"IMPOSSIBLE!
A newborn cannot have that kind of power—!!"
The dragon roared.
"I was born from a perfect bloodline.
Nurtured by a divine world.
Empowered by a world tree sapling.
And awakened by my father."
He spread his wings.
"And you… are prey."
The commander, enraged and terrified, summoned his full power:
BLOOD DEMON GOD FORM!
A monstrous shadow rose behind him, merging with his body—giving him the strength of a mid-Nascent Soul expert.
The ground split from the pressure.
"DRAGON OR NOT—
YOU DIE HERE!"
He hurled forward.
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6. Lin Joins the Battle
Lin stepped beside the dragon, lightning crackling around him.
The commander faltered.
"You… you're fighting together?!"
Lin nodded calmly.
"Yes.
Welcome to your end."
The commander roared:
"A Golden Core and a newly born dragon?! I'll kill you both—!!"
Lin and the dragon exchanged a glance—
And lunged forward in unison.
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7. Spear and Claw — A Duo of Catastrophic Power
Lin struck first.
LIGHTNING SUN SPEAR—FALLING STAR DESCENT
His spear became a beam of golden-white light.
It pierced the commander's demonic god aura—
and shattered it like fragile glass.
"GRAAAAGH—!!!"
The commander screamed.
Then—
The dragon struck.
CELESTIAL DRAGON CLAW—HEAVEN SPLITTING TALON
A golden claw the size of a house slammed into the commander—
Crushing his ribs.
Breaking his spine.
Splattering his protective qi.
The commander's eyes bulged.
"W-WAIT—NO—NO—!!"
The dragon opened his jaws.
"Burn."
FWOOOOOOOOSH—!!
Golden flame engulfed the commander.
His scream lasted three seconds.
Then nothing remained.
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8. Aftermath — The World Watches in Fear and Awe
Silence.
Pure, stunned silence.
The demonic army reeled back in horror, desperately trying to regroup.
Cloudsky disciples inside the world cried with relief and awe.
Outside, the few remaining demonic cultivators fled like terrified insects.
Mu stood stunned.
"He… he killed a mid-Nascent Soul elder in two moves…"
Wen whispered:
"This changes everything…"
Shengyuan nodded with trembling reverence.
"Lin Xuan… you have birthed a dragon of destiny."
The dragon shrank into a small, elegant form—only three meters long—and curled next to Lin.
Lin placed a hand on his head.
"Welcome back."
Golden eyes shone with pride.
"Let us finish what they started."
Lin turned toward Cloudsky Sect in the distance.
His voice was calm.
Cold.
Steeled by purpose.
"Let's go home."
And they walked forward—
a dragon at their side,
a saint behind them,
and an army of enemies fleeing in terror.
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