Sensing the divine essence of an entity incompatible with this world, Zhu Haomiao’s mind flashed with one figure after another.
Gabriel, Susano, Yueyejian, Amaterasu...
"Who are you? What do you want with this stone?"
Raising the ruby in his hand, Zhu Haomiao stared into the eyes of the other, getting straight to the point.
Hearing this, the androgynous, breathtaking figure softened the hostile gaze, and the ornants jingled a clear, lodious sound.
"My na is Shijia·Tihuan·Indra, the ruler of the gods of the Heavenly Realm."
"Or you may also call —Emperor Shitian."
Boom!
With a single word, the true na containing divinity invoked Heavenly Human Sensing, and a thunderclap detonated above Duke Wei Mansion, the harsh white lightning illuminating the room like dayti. In an instant, Zhu Haomiao felt the whole world trembling.
Withdrawing his gaze from the sky, Emperor Shitian laughed leisurely.
"As for this stone..."
"The ’Seed’ I planted in the High Heavens, now that I have descended to earth, I naturally want to reclaim the ’Fruit’ that belongs to ."
Having said that, Emperor Shitian extended a hand towards Zhu Haomiao.
"Child of the Dragon, return my ’Fruit’ to , and I may overlook your offense."
Seeing the other’s condescending posture, Zhu Haomiao’s eyes flashed with the Purple Gold Divine Light of ’Pride,’ and he smirked, as a terrifying python erged behind him, swallowing the red gemstone whole.
Gulp~
Watching the bulge struggle down the snake’s neck into the void, Emperor Shitian narrowed his eyes slightly, golden flas flickering within his pupils.
"You are forcing my hand."
The world trembled at his thought, as a trace of killing intent leaked from Emperor Shitian, winds and clouds roiled over Duke Wei Mansion, countless bluish-white lightning bolts churning in the dark clouds.
Rumble~
As lightning tore through the sky, the continuous deafening roar shook even the internal organs of those present.
Amid this terrifying montum, Zhu Haomiao seed unfazed, looking directly into the other’s eyes, a mocking curve sketching his lips.
"The last one, no, three, who arrogantly flaunted power in front of now have grass over their graves three ters high!"
"I hope you’re not like them, where the only thing hard at the end is the mouth..."
With these words, the youth turned into a shadow and flashed away into the distance.
Standing stunned in place, Emperor Shitian was dumbfounded for a long ti before suddenly raising a captivating smile.
"This rebellious ’Devouring Country Evil Dragon’ indeed delights ..."
"I truly wish to subdue him and take him as a subordinate..."
Murmuring softly, Emperor Shitian stepped forth on pale bare feet, transforming into a streak of light to give chase.
anwhile, sensing the nacing aura closing rapidly behind him, Zhu Haomiao sped up slightly, his gaze falling upon the ’Book of Black.’
Touching his belly, feeling the fullness of his four-dinsional stomach, the youth let out a small breath of relief.
Fortunately, with the experience of the First Layer Heaven, he was always stocked with nutrition.
With a thought, he ceased to conserve ’Gold Coins,’ and the ’Greed’ authority quietly released, distorting ti, advancing the ’Fruit’ of the future, rapidly transforming the vast ’Physique’ attribute into reality.
The reserve materials in the four-dinsional stomach disappeared at a rate visible to the naked eye, and an overwhelming, lava-like viscous energy spread to every corner of his body.
Every inch of skin, every strand of muscle, every single cell cheered and leaped, undergoing transformation and enhancent towards a more indestructible immortal form!
In the span of a few incense sticks’ ti, several thousand kilos of extraordinary food were consud to the utmost, and Zhu Haomiao exhaled turbid air, feeling a significant change on the ’Dragon Emblem’ on his chest.
Opening the outer coat, seeing a tint of golden luster, Zhu Haomiao’s gaze shifted to the ’Book of Black.’
’Physique’: 70→94
Other attributes only barely reached the Golden Threshold, but the ’Physique’ was probably approaching the dominance level...
With such a powerful body as the foundation, he could unleash even greater power!
But at that mont, an impatiently lodious voice ca from behind him.
"Alright, far enough, let’s settle it here."
Boom!
A bolt of lightning struck not far in front of Zhu Haomiao, halting his steps.
He halted instantly, looking around, realizing he’d run into a desolate mountain far from the Imperial City.
Surrounded by mountain peaks, fighting here indeed wouldn’t easily attract attention...
Turning back, seeing Emperor Shitian approaching barefooted, ornants jingling crisply, exuding ethereal divine aura, Zhu Haomiao raised an eyebrow, curiously asking.
"I have a question I’m curious about."
"Speak."
"Are you male or female?"
In response, Emperor Shitian looked at him, slightly puzzled.
"Is appearance that important?"
"Isn’t it?"
"..."
After a few seconds of silence, Emperor Shitian chuckled and shook his head, a myriad of alluring expressions flitting across his serene deanor.
"All forms are illusory. If you see all forms as non-forms, you see the true nature of the self."
"Dragon’s Son, you’re getting caught up in appearances!"
Zhu Haomiao: "..."
As a healthy young man, is there anything wrong with liking sothing vibrant and beautiful?!
Why accuse of being caught up in appearances?!
Also, wasn’t I an Evil Dragon?
How did I beco the Dragon’s Son again?
Is this another nickna those Japan middle school delinquents gave ?!
Seeing the youth looking displeased, Emperor Shitian’s eyes twinkled, an eerie smile forming.
"If you are willing to pledge allegiance to , no matter what appearance you like, I can take that form."
"I like won."
"Then I can take a female form."
"So you’re male now?"
"Correct."
"Go to hell!"
With a curse, Zhu Haomiao’s eyes exploded with a strange black light, releasing the Original Sin Authority without reservation, from behind erged eight writhing serpentine heads.
The misty, translucent phantom solidified downwards, quickly manifesting into a multi-story high Dharma Form of Orochi.
On the other side, Emperor Shitian withdrew his casual smile, his body seed weightless, floating into the sky, leisurely taking a seat midair.
With his movent, a magnificent, exquisite golden throne transitioned from illusion to reality, divine essence spreading around, transforming into an umbrella cover adorned with countless jewels and ornants over Emperor Shitian’s head.
And beneath the golden throne, a majestic, full-length, six-tusked pure white elephant patiently took form.
"Moo~~"
The white elephant, like a living creature, roared, gently flicking its trunk to smash the two-ter-tall boulder before it into powder, with spiritually piercing eyes fixating distantly on the enemy.
Boom!
On the golden throne, Emperor Shitian raised his hand and grasped the air, an intense golden lightning materialized in his palm, coalescing into a golden Demon-Subduing Pestle, pointing towards Zhu Haomiao.
"Evil Dragon, kneel."
Crack~
Without warning, golden lightning descended, battering the Orochi until its skin burst and flesh tore, visibly evaporating black mists from its body.
"Hiss~"
The eight serpent heads let out sharp hisses, the damage to the Dharma Form resonating back to the main body, carbonization marks appeared on Zhu Haomiao’s skin all over.
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