A fight has broken out
He guessed he had already escaped from the valley, reaching out to support himself against a tree trunk and spitting out a mouthful of dark blood.
His injuries weren’t severe, but they were very troublesome.
Due to excessive use of internal energy, his meridians were all affected, and these minor injuries were the most troublesome. His left arm was almost unable to lift, and there was bleeding from his wounds. He also felt chest tightness.
With the passage of time, the pain would become more pronounced.
If he was in such a state, the other party must be in a similar condition! That Master Meng had also exhausted his internal energy suddenly, right? If it weren’t for seizing that opportunity, he wouldn’t have been able to escape so smoothly.
Ancestor Qingwu angrily circulated his energy for a while, then staggered his way out.
There were many explosives stored in the cellar of Xianyue Temple. If someone ignited them, the entire valley would be affected, and even those with high martial skills wouldn’t be able to withstand it. These explosives were meant to be used against the Qi Dynasty’s army, and he didn’t plan to use them now. However, things were unpredictable, and the former imperial court’s state teacher Meng Qi suddenly appeared, along with the disciple of the divine physician Qin Lu, who had long disappeared from sight.
“Cough, cough!” Ancestor Qingwu spat out another mouthful of blood. His right hand trembled as he took out a small bottle and poured out two pills to swallow.
His pale face suddenly flushed, and then a slight white mist appeared above the Baihui acupoint.
This was a common occurrence when martial arts experts used internal energy to heal.
Ancestor Qingwu didn’t dare to linger here for long. He had just barely circulated his internal energy for a small cycle and then hastily stopped. He opened his eyes and prepared to go to another stronghold he had in Shangyun Mountain.
“… Why is the fog so thick?” Ancestor Qingwu began to wonder as he continued to walk.
He had come to this place several times in order to find the treasure of Emperor Li, but whether it was spring or winter, the valley had never been so foggy.
He remembered that fog had appeared in the valley when he had fought with Meng Qi earlier.
Moreover, yesterday evening, there was inexplicable fog on Dragon Claw Peak. There were reports from subordinates that the people of the capital thought it was an auspicious sign.
At that time, Ancestor Qingwu and his group had already settled in Xianyue Temple. Because they were within the mountains, they had no idea how significant the commotion outside was. They also subconsciously looked down on the common people, thinking that they were ignorant and superstitious, believing any unusual phenomenon to be a sign of divine intervention. Therefore, Ancestor Qingwu didn’t pay much attention to it.
Now it seemed that…
Ancestor Qingwu’s heart trembled slightly. Could it be that something had happened to the dragon vein in Shangyun Mountain?
In the mountains, a thick fog appeared, and vegetation grew wildly. These were all signs of leaked spiritual energy.
With the fog already present, what other unusual phenomena would occur in the mountains?
Ancestor Qingwu’s eyes gleamed with excitement. While he didn’t yet understand what was happening, his lifelong goal was to sever the dragon vein. Encountering this situation filled him with excitement.
With great determination, Ancestor Qingwu continued to move forward.
However, he soon sensed that something was amiss. All around him, there was a dense white fog.
Unlike the fog drifting through the treetops in the forest during yesterday evening, this fog seemed more like it was emerging from the ground, enveloping everything tightly. It was so thick that even stretching out his arm, he couldn’t see his palm clearly.
This was definitely not ordinary fog!
Ancestor Qingwu cautiously stopped in his tracks and groped his way to a nearby tree.
He exerted great effort to climb it.
Despite having taken potent healing herbs, the aftereffects of overusing his internal energy still affected him.
His vision darkened, and he finally managed to climb to the treetop with difficulty.
The white fog above was slightly thinner, and he could barely see the sky.
“What is this?!”
A golden dragon, faintly visible, was not a mere illusion caused by sunlight shining through clouds. The dragon was slowly “swimming” through the sky, and its golden scales reflected varying lights.
However, what was truly incredible was that besides the white fog, there were black clouds in the sky.
These black clouds were advancing rapidly and expanding.
While people had seen dark clouds before, the way they consumed the cloud cover and gradually formed a shape resembling a giant dragon was truly bizarre.
A battle was taking place between the golden dragon and the black dragon.
That’s what anyone who witnessed this scene would think.
The black dragon approached aggressively, and the golden dragon “awakened” to confront it. Although they weren’t engaged in a fierce battle in the sky, the mass of black clouds that composed the black dragon had almost occupied half of the sky.
All of these clouds had been “stolen” from the vicinity of the golden dragon.
Originally, the head of the golden dragon was in the north, and the head of the black dragon was in the south. Now the two sides were getting closer and closer, and there were signs that their massive dragon bodies were intertwining.
The entire capital city was in an uproar.
It didn’t matter if the people from the Qintian Observatory fainted or what explanation the court would provide.
What mattered was the dragon! A dragon!
How many people in the world had seen a real dragon?
The streets were crowded? Then climb to the rooftops to watch!
“The golden dragon must be the dragon god protecting the capital, while that black dragon is an evil dragon, coming to claim its territory!”
“Yes, but where did that black dragon come from…”
People were discussing fervently, a mixture of excitement and worry.
As the saying goes, “A divine dragon reveals its head, not its tail.” The capital had a long history of stories about encounters with dragons, whether it was the clouds in the sky or the distant shadows of Shangyun Mountain. To see such a clear dragon shape was truly unprecedented.
Well, more accurately, only the golden dragon was clear, with its scales distinctly visible. The black dragon, on the other hand, appeared more like a shadow composed of dark clouds, with its dragon claws and dragon head somewhat blurry.
“It’s getting even bigger! The black dragon wasn’t this massive before!”
“What’s the significance of these two dragons fighting?”
As the heads of the two dragons aligned and their claws slowly lifted, it seemed like a fierce battle was about to erupt.
The movement of the clouds was swift, but from the perspective of the people on the ground, it appeared as slow as an old lady walking. It took quite some time for any noticeable changes to occur.
The appearance of the black dragon had been sudden, but now, half an incense stick’s time had passed, and it had just positioned its head to face the golden dragon.
The golden dragon was in a similar situation, and its dragon claws had stretched for quite some time without making contact with the black dragon.
The leisurely pace of this confrontation allowed the people on the ground to take an interest and point their fingers at the sky. Otherwise, if two divine dragons were really battling fiercely across the sky, rolling from one side to the other, it’s likely that everyone would have been screaming and searching for a place to hide.
“Is this really just clouds?” Gong Jun asked with a stern expression.
The Jinyiwei were left speechless, as their duties didn’t typically involve such matters. Perhaps it was some kind of spectacle created by a Taoist master?
Was someone trying to undermine the foundation of the Qi Dynasty?
Gong Jun pondered further. Was this golden dragon a symbol of the Qi Dynasty, or did it represent the previous Chu Dynasty? Was the black dragon being defeated, or was it attempting to replace the golden dragon? The person behind this spectacle might be trying to mock the illegitimate rule of Emperor Lu Zhang, or it could be a subtle hint that someone intended to overthrow the Qi Dynasty altogether.
The dragons were so immense that only those in open areas could catch a glimpse of their entire forms.
Jinyiwei from the Liuhe Temple were dispatched to scout, and the citizens inside the capital were anxiously awaiting the latest updates from outside the city walls. They had no idea which dragon had the upper hand, given only the view above their heads.
At this moment, Mo Li, in a daze, felt his consciousness extending infinitely.
The familiar yet unfamiliar spiritual energy continuously surged, enveloping him from all sides.
With great effort, he opened his eyes but found himself above a sea of clouds, facing a brilliant golden expanse that almost blinded him. Instinctively, he turned his head to the side.
This sensation was truly bizarre, as if his body wasn’t his own. It was as though he was wearing a hundred layers of clothing, making him feel heavy and clumsy, unable to move as he wished.
“What… are you doing?” Mo Li exclaimed, frustrated.
They were in the midst of a battle, and he had suddenly reverted to his original form.
Ancestor Qingwu might have escaped, and the trouble would be even greater.
When he turned into a black dragon in Zhushan County, it was as if his soul had left his body. He could not stand firmly and lost the ability to control his body. If they both fainted at the same time, wouldn’t they be defenseless?
The golden dragon turned its head slowly, its gaze filled with curiosity.
It stared at Mo Li for a long time before murmuring as if in a dream, “I remember… I’ve seen you before.”
That’s right; he was the dragon vein of Taijing!
He had once sensed a disturbance of spiritual energy in Pingzhou’s Zhushan County, traveled to the Qimao Mountain to search for the dragon vein, and eventually saw a fish in a mountain cave’s pool—a fish that transformed into Mo Li when it emerged from the water.
It was a dragon vein that could take on a different form! It even appeared to be a doctor, carrying a medicine basket.
“I asked you to come and find me, to come to Taijing and find me,” the golden dragon continued to reminisce.
The doctor wasn’t someone he had luckily encountered!
it was he himself who had gone to find the doctor!!
Memories belonging to the “Meng Qi,” the Imperial Master, emerged alongside the memories of being a dragon vein. The golden dragon was momentarily confused, unable to comprehend why it was here or what had just happened.
Mo Li: “…”
He wanted to leave but was powerless to do so. Layers of spiritual energy enveloped him, even attempting to merge with him.
The body of the golden dragon was colossal, with exquisitely shaped dragon horns and scales that resembled polished jade, translucent and gleaming. It had three claws on its lower abdomen, and the curves where its dragon claws met the body looked exceptionally elegant.
The first time Mo Li saw this golden dragon, it was too massive, and he was too small to be preoccupied with its splendor. He merely perceived it as a formidable giant dragon.
Now—
Mo Li couldn’t help but move closer, despite only intending to see the full appearance of the other party. However, his thoughts were in disarray.
The black dragon and the golden dragon intertwined in front of the onlookers.
This silent and slow-paced battle occurred suddenly.
Before the spectators could figure out who had the upper hand or how they were clashing, a muffled thunderclap resonated through the sky. Instantly, dark clouds covered everything, and both the golden dragon and the black dragon disappeared without a trace.
A fight has broken out
He guessed he had already escaped from the valley, reaching out to support himself against a tree trunk and spitting out a mouthful of dark blood.
His injuries weren’t severe, but they were very troublesome.
Due to excessive use of internal energy, his meridians were all affected, and these minor injuries were the most troublesome. His left arm was almost unable to lift, and there was bleeding from his wounds. He also felt chest tightness.
With the passage of time, the pain would become more pronounced.
If he was in such a state, the other party must be in a similar condition! That Master Meng had also exhausted his internal energy suddenly, right? If it weren’t for seizing that opportunity, he wouldn’t have been able to escape so smoothly.
Ancestor Qingwu angrily circulated his energy for a while, then staggered his way out.
There were many explosives stored in the cellar of Xianyue Temple. If someone ignited them, the entire valley would be affected, and even those with high martial skills wouldn’t be able to withstand it. These explosives were meant to be used against the Qi Dynasty’s army, and he didn’t plan to use them now. However, things were unpredictable, and the former imperial court’s state teacher Meng Qi suddenly appeared, along with the disciple of the divine physician Qin Lu, who had long disappeared from sight.
“Cough, cough!” Ancestor Qingwu spat out another mouthful of blood. His right hand trembled as he took out a small bottle and poured out two pills to swallow.
His pale face suddenly flushed, and then a slight white mist appeared above the Baihui acupoint.
This was a common occurrence when martial arts experts used internal energy to heal.
Ancestor Qingwu didn’t dare to linger here for long. He had just barely circulated his internal energy for a small cycle and then hastily stopped. He opened his eyes and prepared to go to another stronghold he had in Shangyun Mountain.
“… Why is the fog so thick?” Ancestor Qingwu began to wonder as he continued to walk.
He had come to this place several times in order to find the treasure of Emperor Li, but whether it was spring or winter, the valley had never been so foggy.
He remembered that fog had appeared in the valley when he had fought with Meng Qi earlier.
Moreover, yesterday evening, there was inexplicable fog on Dragon Claw Peak. There were reports from subordinates that the people of the capital thought it was an auspicious sign.
At that time, Ancestor Qingwu and his group had already settled in Xianyue Temple. Because they were within the mountains, they had no idea how significant the commotion outside was. They also subconsciously looked down on the common people, thinking that they were ignorant and superstitious, believing any unusual phenomenon to be a sign of divine intervention. Therefore, Ancestor Qingwu didn’t pay much attention to it.
Now it seemed that…
Ancestor Qingwu’s heart trembled slightly. Could it be that something had happened to the dragon vein in Shangyun Mountain?
In the mountains, a thick fog appeared, and vegetation grew wildly. These were all signs of leaked spiritual energy.
With the fog already present, what other unusual phenomena would occur in the mountains?
Ancestor Qingwu’s eyes gleamed with excitement. While he didn’t yet understand what was happening, his lifelong goal was to sever the dragon vein. Encountering this situation filled him with excitement.
With great determination, Ancestor Qingwu continued to move forward.
However, he soon sensed that something was amiss. All around him, there was a dense white fog.
Unlike the fog drifting through the treetops in the forest during yesterday evening, this fog seemed more like it was emerging from the ground, enveloping everything tightly. It was so thick that even stretching out his arm, he couldn’t see his palm clearly.
This was definitely not ordinary fog!
Ancestor Qingwu cautiously stopped in his tracks and groped his way to a nearby tree.
He exerted great effort to climb it.
Despite having taken potent healing herbs, the aftereffects of overusing his internal energy still affected him.
His vision darkened, and he finally managed to climb to the treetop with difficulty.
The white fog above was slightly thinner, and he could barely see the sky.
“What is this?!”
A golden dragon, faintly visible, was not a mere illusion caused by sunlight shining through clouds. The dragon was slowly “swimming” through the sky, and its golden scales reflected varying lights.
However, what was truly incredible was that besides the white fog, there were black clouds in the sky.
These black clouds were advancing rapidly and expanding.
While people had seen dark clouds before, the way they consumed the cloud cover and gradually formed a shape resembling a giant dragon was truly bizarre.
A battle was taking place between the golden dragon and the black dragon.
That’s what anyone who witnessed this scene would think.
The black dragon approached aggressively, and the golden dragon “awakened” to confront it. Although they weren’t engaged in a fierce battle in the sky, the mass of black clouds that composed the black dragon had almost occupied half of the sky.
All of these clouds had been “stolen” from the vicinity of the golden dragon.
Originally, the head of the golden dragon was in the north, and the head of the black dragon was in the south. Now the two sides were getting closer and closer, and there were signs that their massive dragon bodies were intertwining.
The entire capital city was in an uproar.
It didn’t matter if the people from the Qintian Observatory fainted or what explanation the court would provide.
What mattered was the dragon! A dragon!
How many people in the world had seen a real dragon?
The streets were crowded? Then climb to the rooftops to watch!
“The golden dragon must be the dragon god protecting the capital, while that black dragon is an evil dragon, coming to claim its territory!”
“Yes, but where did that black dragon come from…”
People were discussing fervently, a mixture of excitement and worry.
As the saying goes, “A divine dragon reveals its head, not its tail.” The capital had a long history of stories about encounters with dragons, whether it was the clouds in the sky or the distant shadows of Shangyun Mountain. To see such a clear dragon shape was truly unprecedented.
Well, more accurately, only the golden dragon was clear, with its scales distinctly visible. The black dragon, on the other hand, appeared more like a shadow composed of dark clouds, with its dragon claws and dragon head somewhat blurry.
“It’s getting even bigger! The black dragon wasn’t this massive before!”
“What’s the significance of these two dragons fighting?”
As the heads of the two dragons aligned and their claws slowly lifted, it seemed like a fierce battle was about to erupt.
The movement of the clouds was swift, but from the perspective of the people on the ground, it appeared as slow as an old lady walking. It took quite some time for any noticeable changes to occur.
The appearance of the black dragon had been sudden, but now, half an incense stick’s time had passed, and it had just positioned its head to face the golden dragon.
The golden dragon was in a similar situation, and its dragon claws had stretched for quite some time without making contact with the black dragon.
The leisurely pace of this confrontation allowed the people on the ground to take an interest and point their fingers at the sky. Otherwise, if two divine dragons were really battling fiercely across the sky, rolling from one side to the other, it’s likely that everyone would have been screaming and searching for a place to hide.
“Is this really just clouds?” Gong Jun asked with a stern expression.
The Jinyiwei were left speechless, as their duties didn’t typically involve such matters. Perhaps it was some kind of spectacle created by a Taoist master?
Was someone trying to undermine the foundation of the Qi Dynasty?
Gong Jun pondered further. Was this golden dragon a symbol of the Qi Dynasty, or did it represent the previous Chu Dynasty? Was the black dragon being defeated, or was it attempting to replace the golden dragon? The person behind this spectacle might be trying to mock the illegitimate rule of Emperor Lu Zhang, or it could be a subtle hint that someone intended to overthrow the Qi Dynasty altogether.
The dragons were so immense that only those in open areas could catch a glimpse of their entire forms.
Jinyiwei from the Liuhe Temple were dispatched to scout, and the citizens inside the capital were anxiously awaiting the latest updates from outside the city walls. They had no idea which dragon had the upper hand, given only the view above their heads.
At this moment, Mo Li, in a daze, felt his consciousness extending infinitely.
The familiar yet unfamiliar spiritual energy continuously surged, enveloping him from all sides.
With great effort, he opened his eyes but found himself above a sea of clouds, facing a brilliant golden expanse that almost blinded him. Instinctively, he turned his head to the side.
This sensation was truly bizarre, as if his body wasn’t his own. It was as though he was wearing a hundred layers of clothing, making him feel heavy and clumsy, unable to move as he wished.
“What… are you doing?” Mo Li exclaimed, frustrated.
They were in the midst of a battle, and he had suddenly reverted to his original form.
Ancestor Qingwu might have escaped, and the trouble would be even greater.
When he turned into a black dragon in Zhushan County, it was as if his soul had left his body. He could not stand firmly and lost the ability to control his body. If they both fainted at the same time, wouldn’t they be defenseless?
The golden dragon turned its head slowly, its gaze filled with curiosity.
It stared at Mo Li for a long time before murmuring as if in a dream, “I remember… I’ve seen you before.”
That’s right; he was the dragon vein of Taijing!
He had once sensed a disturbance of spiritual energy in Pingzhou’s Zhushan County, traveled to the Qimao Mountain to search for the dragon vein, and eventually saw a fish in a mountain cave’s pool—a fish that transformed into Mo Li when it emerged from the water.
It was a dragon vein that could take on a different form! It even appeared to be a doctor, carrying a medicine basket.
“I asked you to come and find me, to come to Taijing and find me,” the golden dragon continued to reminisce.
The doctor wasn’t someone he had luckily encountered!
it was he himself who had gone to find the doctor!!
Memories belonging to the “Meng Qi,” the Imperial Master, emerged alongside the memories of being a dragon vein. The golden dragon was momentarily confused, unable to comprehend why it was here or what had just happened.
Mo Li: “…”
He wanted to leave but was powerless to do so. Layers of spiritual energy enveloped him, even attempting to merge with him.
The body of the golden dragon was colossal, with exquisitely shaped dragon horns and scales that resembled polished jade, translucent and gleaming. It had three claws on its lower abdomen, and the curves where its dragon claws met the body looked exceptionally elegant.
The first time Mo Li saw this golden dragon, it was too massive, and he was too small to be preoccupied with its splendor. He merely perceived it as a formidable giant dragon.
Now—
Mo Li couldn’t help but move closer, despite only intending to see the full appearance of the other party. However, his thoughts were in disarray.
The black dragon and the golden dragon intertwined in front of the onlookers.
This silent and slow-paced battle occurred suddenly.
Before the spectators could figure out who had the upper hand or how they were clashing, a muffled thunderclap resonated through the sky. Instantly, dark clouds covered everything, and both the golden dragon and the black dragon disappeared without a trace.
