Chapter 410
Chapter 410
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: [Unknown]
Chapter Title: Dragon Palace Upheaval
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Overseas, at the Four Seas Gate.
With Tian Qiu's fall, the area around the East Isle Dragon Palace had devolved into utter chaos. Soaring demonic energy threatened to completely engulf the entire palace.
Suo Huan's earlier encounter was far from unique.
For years now, overseas had suffered under the Dragon Palace's tyranny. The true dragon clan had scoured the seas for resources, sparing nothing and no one of use.
The palace had held steady only because Tian Qiu, a true dragon at the peak of Foundation Establishment, suppressed it all.
But now, Tian Qiu was dead.
No wonder everyone was turning hostile. Besides, the true dragon clan's wealth was infamous—who wouldn't want to fish in troubled waters and seize the chance for a big haul?
Worst case, they could flee to the mainland after.
Laws don't punish crowds, after all.
Everyone harbored lucky thoughts: *I'll just take a little. Even if the Dragon Lord returns, he might not care. Hiding on the mainland should be fine.*
Spiritual treasures, Dao arts, divine abilities.
They crashed down on the Dragon Palace like tidal waves. Yet in the end, a sky-piercing grand formation dissipated it all, vanishing into nothingness in an instant.
At the same time, figures shot out from within the palace on escape lights, manifesting their true forms. There were shrimp soldiers and crab generals, true dragon descendants, and even one or two old dragons at late Foundation Establishment stage. They now directed the formation, swiftly stabilizing the situation and preventing total collapse.
"Who dares assault our Dragon Palace!?"
"Seeking death! Aren't you afraid of the Dragon Lord's return and settling accounts one by one?"
"Hold the grand formation!"
In moments, the entire Dragon Palace was a churning pot of chaos. Meanwhile, the other three factions of the Four Seas Gate sealed their gates tight, clearly choosing to turn a blind eye.
"That's the Dragon Palace's grand formation..."
Lu Yang watched from afar, his face etched with wariness. A force backed by a True Lord was no joke—this single formation stood immovable, impossible to breach.
Lu Yang had no intention of joining the fray openly. Instead, he followed the "secret passage" Suo Huan had mentioned, located on a remote islet about ten thousand meters from the palace. Hidden within was a dedicated teleportation array that granted direct entry to the palace interior via a back door.
"The Dragon Palace allows such a secret passage?"
At Lu Yang's puzzled question, Suo Huan smiled calmly.
"Senior may not know, but this passage was originally for the palace insiders' discreet exits."
"Discreet exits?"
Lu Yang's eyebrows rose slightly.
"Indeed."
Suo Huan explained,
"I'm not privy to the full details, but I accidentally discovered this spot as a secret trading ground between the Dragon Palace and the Dao Court."
Trading with the Dao Court?
Lu Yang stroked his chin at the revelation, unconcerned about any deception from Suo Huan. After all, with the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner, trickery without his notice was impossible.
Soon, as Lu Yang and Suo Huan stepped into the array, visible formation runes spread out. Lu Yang felt the scene before him shift, and in a blink, they stood inside a secluded palace hall. Faint cries of battle echoed from outside.
"We really made it in!"
Lu Yang grew even more astonished. A secret passage bypassing the mountain-guarding grand formation to enter the Dragon Palace outright—it had to be highly classified.
Otherwise, with the palace in chaos and isolated from the outside, such a path would have been severed by the true dragons long ago.
Its survival proved it was known to few, perhaps only the Dragon Lord and Crown Prince Tian Qiu.
With that thought, Lu Yang beckoned.
The next instant, a strikingly handsome youth with sharp horns and features appeared beside him—the very Tian Qiu, presumed fallen by the outside world!
A peak Foundation Establishment true dragon, after all.
True to the thrifty habits ingrained in him by the Primal Saint Sect, Lu Yang believed in making full use of resources and talent. How could he let such a one simply reincarnate?
Fate had turned him into a banner spirit instead—a karmic boon, in a way.
"Where is this place?"
"A secret hall set by Father."
The banner spirit Tian Qiu answered honestly,
"Normally, I oversaw it, handling negotiations with the Jiangdong Dao Court."
"Negotiations for what?"
"For true dragons joining the Dao Court."
Tian Qiu revealed a earth-shattering secret outright,
"Father has long sought to return to the mainland, maintaining ties with both the Jiangxi Pure Lands and the Jiangdong Dao Court."
"But the Jiangxi Pure Lands are too unorthodox—even Father kept it hushed. In the end, he chose cooperation with the Jiangdong Dao Court. They permit us to return to the mainland as national totems, reclaiming the Jiangdong waterways, but we must relinquish our heavenly noble fate as heaven's favored."
Soon, Lu Yang grasped the full picture.
In essence, the Tianwu imperial clan of the Dao Court coveted the true dragons' heavenly noble fate—reaching Foundation Establishment upon maturity—and sought to claim it.
Thus, they aimed to bring the true dragons under their banner.
The terms were generous: national totem status, shared fate with the nation, even a degree of autonomy.
A preliminary agreement had been reached.
*'A century ago, the Dragon Lord secretly sent a batch of young dragons to the Dao Court to manage waterways—a test run that satisfied both sides.'*
But plans couldn't keep up with change.
*'Further cooperation was planned, but Uncle Chongguang's emergence caused all True Lords to seclude themselves, and the deal fell through.'*
Lu Yang memorized this potentially useful intelligence while cloaking their forms with a divine ability. He then had Tian Qiu lead him and Suo Huan straight into the Dragon Palace depths, unimpeded, until they halted before a hall resembling a coiled dragon.
*'The Dragon Palace Treasury!'*
The entire structure evoked a coiled true dragon, its gates a dragon head with eyes tightly shut, exuding silent oppression in repose.
"This was also set by Father."
Tian Qiu whispered,
"Before, no other in the true dragon clan could enter—only me, with the purest bloodline, as Father's second son."
"But now..."
Here, Tian Qiu's face twisted in distress.
Preserving his pre-death state required voluntary entry into the banner as a living soul. He had been slain and bound by Lu Yang, so his bloodline was irrecoverably lost.
"No matter."
Lu Yang smiled easily. He was a true dragon now too—the talent from the Book of a Hundred Lives surely outmatched Tian Qiu's bloodline.
With that, he stepped forward to the treasury gates.
The next moment, the dragon-head door shuddered. Its closed eyes snapped open, casting a beam of brilliant light upon Lu Yang.
Then, the dragon head stirred.
Amid heavy thuds, it slowly parted its massive maw, revealing a blinding radiance within!
"Hiss!"
In a flash, Lu Yang and Suo Huan swiftly veiled all the treasure light, sealing it tight without a leak.
*'Mine, all mine!'*
In that instant, Lu Yang had one thought:
Take it all—empty the place!
*'The true dragon clan reveres bloodline above all. With the Dragon Lord secluded and Tian Qiu dead, by blood, I am the rightful heir!'*