Chapter 268: Terrifying Heavenly Pride!

The dragon nest erupts, Chaos Qi roils, and the radiance of Undying Heavenly Essence ripples like water.

A towering, lofty figure bathed in endless golden divine light steps forward!

His form is perfect, as if forged from Tiandao, his whole body covered in dark‑golden dragon scales, flowing with immortal divine light.

A head of golden hair, like a burning sun, hangs loosely.

His face is handsome and resolute, and his twin dragon eyes are like two concentrated Golden Suns.

With a swing, he unleashes golden lightning that tears the Void, brimming with an invincible aura of supreme supremacy and present‑day suppression!

Just by standing there, the Dragon Might naturally emanating from him causes the surrounding Void to repeatedly shatter and re‑form, as if even heaven and earth cannot bear his presence!

"We... pay homage to the Young Emperor!!"

Beyond the dragon nest, a group of Dragon Clan Heavenly Pride had long been waiting, including Ao Taixu, who once entered the Great Beast Assembly at Suppressing Dragon Valley, and Long Ao Tian, who had just sparred with Ye Wuque; at this moment, their hearts tremble, and they involuntarily bow in reverence, their voices filled with boundless awe and fervor!

Their gazes toward that figure are like devout believers looking up at a deity!

This is the supreme monster—Ao Tianyin—whom the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan has sealed away to this day, who once, in a certain era, rose among the young generation and silenced the world, hailed as the ancient Young Emperor!

He is the terrifying being that Long Ao Tian once mentioned to Ye Wuque, capable of matching him in battle!

Ao Tianyin's gaze calmly sweeps over the dragons present, like an emperor inspecting his realm, bearing innate indifference and majesty.

His departure from the sect creates a massive stir, instantly startling the entire Golden Emperor Dragon Clan!

Boom!

A more vast and noble Dragon Might descends, and within the Void, the figure of the contemporary Dragon Emperor materializes.

Though merely a projection of will, that emperor‑like aura that towers over ten thousand dragons still forces all Dragon Clan youths to kneel.

"Tianyin, you finally awoke."

The Dragon Emperor's voice carries relief and anticipation.

"From now on, the Great Thousand Divine Universe trial shall raise the might of our Dragon Clan!"

"Dragon Emperor, rest assured," Ao Tianyin nods slightly toward the Dragon Emperor's projection, as a bow, his tone still calm yet imbued with absolute confidence.

"The dignity of the Dragon Clan shall be defended by me. Any challenger, whoever they are, shall be crushed with Dragon Claw!"

Soon, including Ao Tianyin, Long Ao Tian, and Ao Taixu, a batch of the Dragon Clan's top young Heavenly Pride are enveloped by guiding beams, transforming into golden dragon‑shaped light pillars that tear the starry sky and charge boldly toward the heavens!

Within the beam, Long Ao Tian glances back toward a direction of Wild Desolate Heaven, silently murmuring in his heart:

"Ye Wuque, you are indeed dazzling, but not invincible!"

"Our Dragon Clan's truly supreme monster has already emerged; your opponent... has arrived!"

Not only the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan.

The ancestral land of the Reverse Chaos Heavenly Demon Clan.

A jet of deep black light shoots upward.

Within the light, a figure of such breathtaking handsomeness, eyes lazy and disdainful, stands with arms crossed.

It is none other than the son of Chen Gu, the contemporary heir of the Reverse Chaos Heavenly Demon—Chen Shimei!

He sets out alone as a single demon, yet as if bearing the will of the entire Empire Beast Clan.

The Phantom Nightmare Emperor Butterfly Clan, its members shimmering with dreamy, ethereal light, a divine butterfly fluttering gracefully yet exuding lethal temptation and terrifying vibrations, dives into the beam.

The Undying Divine Phoenix Clan, with its fire of nirvana that incinerates the eight wildernesses transformed into a light column, faintly reveals several noble, cold‑elegant phoenix silhouettes soaring on outstretched wings.

All major Empire Beast and top‑tier strong clans have monsters emerging; though fewer in number than the Human race, each stands as a peerless ruler, terrifying without bound.

…

And alongside Boundless Heaven and Wild Desolate Heaven, the final realm of the Upper Three Heavens—Yong Heng Tian—is likewise immersed in this sweeping frenzy across the heavens.

Yong Heng Tian, vast and boundless, its antiquity and breadth are in no way inferior to the former two.

But unlike Boundless Heaven, which privileges the Human race, and Wild Desolate Heaven, which centers on beast tribes, Yong Heng Tian is truly a land where myriad races stand side by side.

Here, Humans, Demon races, Divine races, Demon races, Ghost Clan, plant spirits, elemental beings… any race you can imagine, even those beyond imagination, can almost all be found.

Various civilizations and Dao traditions converge, clash, and fuse here, forming a bizarre, extraordinarily complex pattern.

No single race can dominate absolutely here, maintaining a delicate balance.

And the Human race, with its astonishingly brilliant talents and endless strong individuals, is likewise one of the formidable powers in Yong Heng Tian that cannot be ignored.

Among them, four Human lineages with the oldest and deepest heritage are revered as the — Four Ancient Clans!

At this moment, Yong Heng Tian is likewise shrouded by countless guiding light pillars, its bustling scene in no way inferior to Boundless Heaven and Wild Desolate Heaven.

The Ji Clan stronghold, one of the Four Ancient Clans.

Here, palaces and towers stretch endlessly, with myriad atmospheric phenomena.

A noble and ancient aura, emanating from the depths of bloodlines, pervades.

At this moment, some guiding beams also descend, escorting outstanding youths of the clan away.

Inside the central Great Hall.

Ji Changkong, the current clan head of the Ji Clan, a middle‑aged man with a scholarly visage and eyes as deep as a star‑sea, stands with both hands at the window, gazing at the streaks of light fading across the heavens, his expression calm, revealing no joy or anger.

Behind him, a formless, eerie black shadow composed of the deepest darkness hovers silently.

"How's the matter you were investigating... going?"

"Still... no news?"

Ji Changkong does not turn around; his voice carries a faint, barely perceptible hoarseness and… anticipation.