"Rumble rumble rumble... The
void shattered like a mirror. A massive object moved through the void, shaped like a towering mountain, yet its surface was covered with honeycomb-like holes, looking extremely eerie.
"Ten Thousand Dragon Nest"—
when they saw the colossal creature, countless people cried out in surprise, recognizing what it was.
This is the dragon's nest, built by countless dragons over billions of years, built with their lives.
This nest is formed by fusing the remains of dragon clan experts from generations of generations, containing the bones and souls of countless dragon clan warriors, built from the accumulation of life forms.
The Ten Thousand Dragon Nest is not just a nest; it is also a breeding ground for future generations to rest and a weapon of war, with power capable of destroying heaven and earth.
The appearance of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest pressed down on all heavens; even immortal experts were so intimidated by its terrifying aura that they dared not move, their eyes filled with terror.
Above the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, black mist swirled, myriad waves roared, and a terrifying aura made even heaven and earth submit.
No one expected the Nether Dragon Clan to deploy the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest. That was their strongest treasure. What was going on? For a moment, the powerful figures from all the major worlds were stunned.
"Heh, are they here to scare people?" It's really funny—my boss wasn't scared of anyone. Guo Ran looked at the terrifying Ten Thousand Dragon Nest and sneered.
Though his face was filled with a cold smile, his heart was filled with shock. The Ten Thousand Dragon Nest itself was a divine weapon, and the foundation of the Nether Dragon clan was terrifying.
It was just a contest, yet the Underworld Dragon clan mobilized their entire force, clearly showing a sense of dominance.
Although it felt a bit childish, the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest was truly terrifying—the Nether Dragon clan's goal was achieved.
"I'm afraid it's not just a simple bluff. The Nether Dragon Clan wants to use this battle to demonstrate their strength and determination, recruiting followers for Amaterasu of the Nether Dragon." Ye Ling watched the Wanlong Nest slowly approaching, her expression turning serious.
"Recruiting followers?" What is that? Guo Ran and the others were puzzled.
"Those who awaken Destiny possess complete Destiny Divine Light and Destiny Divine Seal. If a Destiny Holder is willing to give up part of the Destiny Divine Light and seal power, it can help those quasi-Destiny Mandate holders with a very high chance of awakening their Destiny.
However, the Destiny Divine Radiance and Destiny Divine Seal of the Destiny Practitioner are both source powers, which help others improve their abilities consume a lot and carry certain risks.
Therefore, the Chosen One rarely helps others improve easily. Unless the recipient is willing to be planted with a slave mark and become their war servant, the Chosen One will never help others improve, not even their own blood relatives. Ye Ling said.
"I see. It seems the Underworld Dragon Clan intends to use this battle to showcase the strength of the Underworld Dragon Amaterasu and the Dark Dragon Clan, and to attract those Quasi-Destiny Ones to join them." Long Chen suddenly understood; the Nether Dragon clan's calculations were quite clever.
"As the first person in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to awaken Destiny, Minglong Tianzhao must maintain this advantage. Otherwise, once everyone else awakens their destiny, his advantage will be gone.
That's why, as soon as he awakened his destiny, he couldn't wait to fight you to the end. In fact, even if you hadn't killed Minglong Tianye, he would still choose a suitable target to challenge. And even if you have the Aura of a Saint King, he'll still be targeted. Ye Ling said.
On the surface, Minglong Amaterasu challenging Long Chen was to avenge his brother, but the bigger factor was strategic planning. The Minglong clan wanted to use this battle to gain fame and recruit strong warriors.
So this time, the Nether Dragon Clan even brought out the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest to showcase their strength and widely announce it to the quasi-Skywalkers: don't miss the opportunity—once lost, it won't come again.
However, having the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest alone is not enough; there is another crucial condition: the Nether Dragon Tianzhao must kill or defeat Long Chen, the human Saint King. In that case, with a two-pronged approach, countless quasi-destined beings will surely surrender to the Nether Dragon clan.
Especially those prodigies with exceptional talent but weak backgrounds will inevitably flock here. The Minglong Tianzhao will gain countless battle warriors, and at that time, the Minglong clan's strength will reach an unprecedented level.
"You really think far ahead. Is the Nether Dragon clan really that confident? Thinking Amaterasu will win? Long Chen looked at the massive Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Boom!"
At that moment, the massive Wanlong Nest landed on the ground. On the towering Wanlong Nest, black mist spread everywhere, as if a world had descended. The shock was beyond words.
"Buzz!"
In the central area of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, a massive portal opened. Amidst the swirling black mist, figures emerged one after another. Leading them was an elderly man wearing a golden crown and a golden belt at his waist, dressed in a yellow robe.
As soon as the old man appeared, Long Chen's pupils contracted sharply, and the old man looked at him as well. Long Chen's soul was stabbed, as if it were being grabbed by an invisible giant hand—a feeling that made people tremble with fear.
"Saint,"
Long Chen gasped. This Saint was not the red-haired monster Long Chen had encountered in Nieying Heaven; he was a genuine Saint.
"With the blessing of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, within this range, he is not affected by the Heavenly Dao. Long Chen, you need to be careful." Ye Ling's expression changed.
As a fellow Saint, her realm was diminished, but this old man was completely unaffected. With the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest around, he was invincible—a single thought could kill all beings, and no one could defeat him.
Even though her realm had been weakened, she was powerless against this true Saint, so she suddenly became somewhat anxious.
Behind the old man followed another man wearing a golden crown and a yellow robe, whose appearance bore a seventy or eighty percent resemblance to Minglong Tianye. Without even thinking, it was clear he was Minglong Tianzhao.
When people saw him, they couldn't help but gasp in surprise, especially those who were near destined ones, whose eyes were filled with fanaticism and envy.
Behind Amaterasu the Dark Dragon's head was a golden sun, and people's enthusiasm and envy were not directed at Amaterasu himself, but at the golden sun.
The golden sun shot out countless beams of light, illuminating the world. As the light flowed, people could see transparent orbs of light filling the entire world, and those orbs were worshipping the Nether Dragon Amatarasu.
That transparent orb of light was originally invisible; it only appeared under the divine radiance of the golden sun behind the Nether Dragon Amaterasu.
"Is this the essence of the Heavenly Dao? The Heavenly Dao worships the Nether Dragon Amaterasu. When Amaterasu descends, he is the god of this world! "
Is this what a true Destiny Person looks like?" It emitted no aura, yet it made people's hearts tremble and impossible to resist. "
The true Destiny Holder has appeared, the strongest prodigy of this era has appeared, and the Nether Dragon Amaterasu will surely sweep across the world, unstoppable."
When the Nether Dragon Amithao appeared, countless people were overjoyed. They saw the true Destiny Beings. Those quasi-Destiny Ones seemed to see their own future, their eyes filled with fanaticism.
"Are you Long Chen?"
At that moment, the elder of the Nether Dragon clan wearing a golden crown spoke.