The Ancient True Dragon, Astonishing the Nine Heavens

Long Qianqiu glanced sideways at Jiang Che.

"Thank you."

Then her eyes gently closed as she began to sense the changes within her bloodline!

Without the agony, she quickly felt her increasingly potent bloodline; her rank was continuously ascending.

Even the jade-white skin on her body gradually began to manifest multicolored dragon scales in seven hues, flickering faintly.

"Thump! Thump-thump!"

Intense heartbeats seemed to echo from ancient times—this was the dragon blood boiling!

"Jiang Che, I can't hold back anymore, I might transform... you... you should get far away."

In the next instant, Long Qianqiu vanished from her spot!

Transforming into a streak of light, she shot up into the sky above the Dragon Palace.

"Rooooaaar~~~"

A dragon's roar that pierced heaven and earth resounded, as a five-clawed true dragon, its body entirely of purple-gold, soared across the firmament!

It even broke through the confines of the undersea Dragon Palace!

And flew into the Mortal Realm.

Long Qianqiu's true form was originally immensely large, but now, after her bloodline had undergone a complete metamorphosis, it had grown to an immeasurable degree.

Her colossal dragon form blotted out the sun, stretching for a full hundred miles, impossible to see from head to tail!

A terrifying aura spread out, its pressure covering more than half of the Mortal Realm.

At this moment, many cultivators in the Mortal Realm looked up. No matter how far away they were, they seemed to see the phantom of a true dragon circling overhead.

"What... what is that? A true dragon!!!"

"My heavens, I see a dragon! I've seen a dragon!"

"Holy crap, I've really seen a dragon this time!"

Although the true dragon form Long Qianqiu transformed into was gigantic, it exuded a sense of nobility and elegance, seeming like the very embodiment of all beauty in the world.

Her projection spread across the entire Mortal Realm!

And the dragon's roar even... reached the Nine Heavens.

......

In the Nine Heavens Dragon Palace.

Countless dragon clansmen were startled awake, as if a dragon's roar had sounded from within their very bloodlines!

Just listening to this roar for a moment made them feel an instinctual urge to kneel, arising from their blood.

The pure-blooded dragons within the Dragon Palace were even more astounded.

"How is this possible? A true dragon has descended upon the world!!!"

In the sky above the Dragon Palace, countless massive dragon bodies circled. A giant golden dragon transformed into a white-haired elder, his gaze cold and imposing.

"Patriarch! You felt it too, didn't you?"

Another Quasi-Immortal realm dragon transformed into an elder.

The white-haired Patriarch remained silent, but extreme excitement flickered in his eyes.

Felt it? Of course he had.

In fact, the aura of this true dragon bloodline shared the same origin as his!!!

It was his offspring!

But he had hundreds of offspring; he couldn't possibly tell which one it was.

"True dragon bloodline! Which of our dragon clan has awakened the true dragon bloodline? We must find them!"

"True dragon bloodline? Is it the Third Young Master? Among our dragon clan, only the Third Young Master possesses a trace of true dragon bloodline, right? Could it be his bloodline has been purified further?"

"Right! Where is Young Master Aotian? Young Master Aotian is definitely the future of our dragon clan!"

The Dragon Palace elders were extremely agitated.

The Third Young Master was the Patriarch's own child, lost to the outside world, who had suffered greatly for hundreds of years. Fortunately, he was later found and brought back to the clan. Moreover, his bloodline actually contained a trace of true dragon heritage, so he was directly hailed as the future of the dragon clan!

As everyone was discussing, a young figure entered their view.

This was a young man with prominent horn-like protrusions on his head, sporting a head of white hair, appearing quite handsome overall.

"It's not me!" Long Aotian stated seriously.

"Third Young Master?" another Quasi-Emperor asked in confusion.

"The one experiencing the bloodline reversion isn't me, but the bloodline shares my origin. It should be..." Long Aotian gave a bitter smile, then looked towards the Dragon Palace Lord.

"It is one of my offspring. But since it's not Tian'er... who on earth is it?" Long Xuantian narrowed his eyes.

"Imperial Father, Sister Qiu'er went to the Mortal Realm to search for the Dragon Pearl. Could it be she encountered some kind of opportunity there? Or perhaps she... found the Dragon Pearl and activated an inheritance?" Long Aotian's words made everyone feel a sense of sudden realization.

"Hmm? Qianqiu descended to the lower realm? When did she go?" Long Xuantian instantly frowned, clearly having no idea his eldest daughter had secretly entered the Mortal Realm.

"Contact Qianqiu immediately and have her return to the clan!"

Long Xuantian's tone brooked no doubt.

"Pa... Patriarch, your relationship with Her Highness isn't very harmonious. Her Highness might still hold a grudge against you!" a Great Emperor beside him said tremulously.

Her Highness Long Qianqiu's birth mother was personally ordered executed by Long Xuantian back then!

"A grudge? Heh... what does a little girl know about holding a grudge?"

"Send a message to Qianqiu immediately. Inquire about the bloodline matter and order her to return to the clan at once..." Long Xuantian declared arrogantly. As a Three Tribulations Immortal, he was accustomed to having everything under his control.

Third Young Master Long Aotian, however, narrowed his eyes and gave a serious look at his nominal father.

He planned to make himself scarce. This Long Xuantian acted too tyrannically; sooner or later, disaster would befall him. But before leaving... he still needed to squeeze a bit more benefits out of the Dragon Palace.

"Patriarch! Patriarch!!! It's the Eldest Young Lady!!! The one who awakened the true dragon bloodline is the Eldest Young Lady!!!"

Suddenly, an exclamation rang out.

A Quasi-Emperor took out a Nine Heavens communication device and projected a video.

In the video, a purple-gold true dragon soared across the heavens, its repeated roars awe-inspiring. Just one glance... and all the dragons present felt a terrifying pressure stemming from their very bloodlines.

"This was uploaded to the Nine Heavens network by a cultivator from the Mortal Realm. The video has already spread everywhere! If I recall correctly... Her Highness Qianqiu's true form is a Purple-Gold Divine Dragon, isn't it?"

Long Xuantian instantly leaned in, gazing intently at the projected true dragon form, utterly captivated.

Extreme excitement flashed in his eyes. "Yes! That's right! It is a true dragon!"

A genuine true dragon bloodline—he couldn't possibly mistake it!

If his daughter could purify her bloodline into a true dragon's, then couldn't he do the same?

Once he achieved the true dragon bloodline, would the Immortal Emperor realm still be just a dream?

"Immediately! Have Qianqiu return to the clan! I will abdicate my position as Patriarch to her, let her wield the full authority of the entire dragon clan..."

"But... but Patriarch! Her Highness Qianqiu seems to have blocked us all? She... she's disappeared!" someone nearby stated incredulously.

"What?"

"It's true! You'll understand if you log into the Nine Heavens network. Not long ago... she directly erased all traces of her existence from the Nine Heavens network, completely hiding herself. After Her Highness's aura vanished... her name was removed from both the Nine Heavens Beauty Ranking and the Heavenly Pride Ranking!"

In an instant, everyone was dumbfounded.

Was the Dragon Princess planning to... disappear for good?

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