Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife-Chapter 2053 - 533: Battle Against the Black Dragon (First Update)

Chapter 2053: Chapter 533: Battle Against the Black Dragon (First Update)

Long Zixuan was having a difficult time. He had just barely passed the test of bodily refinement, and his entire body was in excruciating pain, as if he’d been skinned alive. However, before he could catch his breath, the second trial arrived.

In times of extreme physical exhaustion, spiritual power is at its weakest, and one’s resolve is the easiest to shake. As soon as Long Zixuan steadied his mind, he realized a number of charmingly seductive women had appeared around him. Initially, he thought they were illusions, but the slick sensation on his skin and the warmth in his ears made it clear to him that these people were real.

Although he had been trapped by constraints all these years, his mind had already matured. Naturally, he was well aware of the matters between men and women.

The white mist surrounding him had somehow turned into an ambiguous pink, with wisps of lustful fragrance wafting into his nostrils, seeping into every inch of his skin. The fragrance seemed to have a catalytic effect, causing Long Zixuan’s body to gradually heat up.

An Yiqing sat cross-legged on the ground. Her Spiritual Sense detected the fluctuations in Long Zixuan’s emotions, and she suddenly opened her eyes, looking up at the high platform.

The pink mist lingered, enticing sounds filled the air. If it were any ordinary man, he would likely be lost in it.

Squinting slightly, An Yiqing retracted her gaze from the high platform. This was Long Zixuan’s battle, she couldn’t help, nor did she have the means to do so.

After an unknown amount of time, Long Zixuan’s clothes were completely drenched in sweat. His black short hair clung wetly to his forehead, exuding a different kind of allure and charm. Yet, at this moment, though he appeared disheveled, a slight, serene smile curved his lips, unmoved by the few seductive women around him.

The pink mist gradually dissipated, and the white mist filled with dragon power once again enveloped Long Zixuan’s body. An Yiqing glanced over, a sense of relief washing over her heart.

She knew that the trial of willpower had been passed.

At the same moment, the Elders outside the cave announced this good news. Everyone who had endured an entire night was instantly wide awake and excited.

The Old Clan Chief received congratulations from all directions, while covertly observing Xuan Mo. He noticed with suspicion that ever since Long Zixuan and An Yiqing entered the cave, Xuan Mo had been sitting with his eyes closed, resting. Occasionally, he would open his eyes and whisper a few words to those around him, then go back to quietly meditating. An entire day and night had passed, and when approached, he would simply nod or shake his head, or the people from the Sky Punishment Pavilion would stop them, citing the Pavilion Master was resting.

However, Xuan Mo was always a bit mysterious, and no one thought anything was amiss. Yet, the Old Clan Chief knew Xuan Mo’s nature and started to worry if he was up to something.

Little did he know, An Yiqing, sitting cross-legged within the cave, was using her Clairvoyant Eye to observe Xuan Mo’s movements through the barriers.

Similarly, she also found Xuan Mo to be acting strangely today.

Quiet, he was too quiet. So quiet that one could easily overlook his presence.

Based on her interactions with Xuan Mo these days, this man should be extremely arrogant yet highly scheming. Just like yesterday at the Dragon Pool, his words were probing and speculative. Today’s Xuan Mo was far too quiet.

Maybe he was planning something.

An Yiqing narrowed her eyes slightly, her mind replaying the events of the past few days. After a moment, a sharp glint crossed her eyes before disappearing without a trace.

Two more days passed. Those keeping watch outside the cave left and returned, and eventually, many made makeshift beds outside the cave. Several Elders had been tirelessly casting spells over the past few days, and all looked worse for wear. A few older Elders were pale, entirely dependent on dragon power supplied by others.

At this moment, Elder Jin, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them wide, a barely concealed excitement on his face.

"The Clan Leader has succeeded!"

As soon as the words fell, a deafening boom echoed from the cave and shot towards the sky. At the same time, the entire cave shattered and collapsed instantly!

Countless debris flew in all directions, forcing everyone to retreat repeatedly. Moments later, as the dust settled, they saw the dazzling sunlight revealing the Dragon Altar towering in mid-air. On the Dragon Altar, Long Zixuan sat cross-legged, his body enveloped in a swirling purple aura, and not a single piece of debris had touched him.

"The Clan Leader has succeeded!"

Someone shouted, and the scene devolved into chaos. Several Elders burst into joyful tears, while everyone fell prostrate, worshipfully gazing up at the figure on the Dragon Altar.

An Yiqing slowly walked out from beneath the Dragon Altar, casually glancing at everyone. "Zixuan has already passed the three trials and is currently absorbing the Ancestor’s Dragon Force. Everyone has worked hard these past few days, go and rest now."

Everyone nodded in agreement, helping each other to stand and preparing to leave.

However, at that moment, a sudden change erupted.

A deafening dragon roar came from the mountains, and the previously clear sky instantaneously filled with dense clouds. A strange, violent wind swept through, cutting into faces like knives.

Everyone was startled, squinting their eyes as they looked towards the sky.

Amidst the dense clouds was a massive silhouette constantly circling. As a bolt of lightning struck, a giant dragon head broke through the clouds, appearing before everyone.

"Evil Dragon!"

The dragon’s head was black, the dragon’s body was black, and it was surrounded by suffocating dark energy. Its eyes were like a dead pool, an unfeeling creature from Nine Nether Hell, fixated on the people below.

Feeling that suffocating gaze, everyone retreated a few steps, as uncontrolled fear spread throughout their bodies, and something called despair slowly surfaced in their hearts.

The appearance of the Evil Dragon meant the end of the Dragon Clan.

The immense Black Dragon circled once in the sky. Its dragon head rose high, letting out an earth-shattering roar. Out of reverence for strength, many ordinary members of the Dragon Clan turned pale, their knees hitting the ground directly.

Several Elders turned pale with fright, quickly forming hand seals and chanting incantations. In an instant, a huge transparent circular Barrier appeared overhead, blocking the Evil Dragon’s sonic attack and the raging wind.

"Fools! Do you think a mere Barrier can stop me?" The Black Dragon spewed black energy, its voice low and filled with disdain, "The Ancestor of Dragon Clan’s power is indeed a good thing!"

With that, it swooped down, its giant dragon form transforming into a black shadow, rushing quickly at the top of the Barrier.

"Its target is the Clan Leader! Quickly! Protect the Clan Leader!" Elder Jin shouted, and at that moment, the Black Dragon was already charging forward, its immense Dragon Force striking fiercely, causing a crack in the fragile Barrier. Elder Jin clenched his teeth, pouring all his Dragon Force into it, battling alongside the other Elders. Meanwhile, the other members of the Dragon Clan were mobilized, continuously supplying dragon power to the Elders.

However, the Elders had cast too many spells in those days and were already at their wits’ end. The other members’ dragon power was limited, far from enough to sustain the entire Barrier’s power.

Crack—!

The sound was crisp, like the breaching of a dam, and the Barrier shattered into pieces in an instant. The Black Dragon’s assault followed immediately, hitting the crowd and leaving them disoriented and severely injured.

"Dragon Clan, listen! Today, I only want Long Zixuan. If you don’t want to die, get out of the way!"

"What do you want with Zixuan?" An old voice rose from the crowd as the Old Clan Chief, protected by Hongye, walked out slowly.

The Black Dragon squinted, looking at the Old Clan Chief as if he were already dead, "The power of the Ancestor of Dragon Clan should go to the capable. Back then, he imprisoned my ancestor and used despicable methods to kill my ancestor. Luckily, my ancestor laid a blood curse before dying, allowing me to survive. Now, it’s time to settle the score. The power of Ancestor Long is mine for the taking. If you don’t want to die, get out of the way!"

The Black Dragon roared, causing faces to pale. No one believed its words; the Evil Dragon obtaining power meant its first step would be to control the entire Dragon Clan, leaving them as nothing but slaves! Rather than that, saving Long Zixuan was the better choice. Waiting for him to fully absorb the power might still leave a ray of hope for everyone.

"It seems you’ve all tired of living." The Black Dragon let out a chilling laugh in the air, "Then I won’t be polite."