People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

As Zi Yan's loud shout fell, a powerful and abyss-like aura burst forth from her body.

The dark gold armor gleamed coldly in the sunlight, perfectly showcasing the majesty and power of the Dragon Emperor, as if even the sky itself darkened.

The sound, like the most stirring war drums, reverberated across every inch of Donglong Island.

In an instant, the ancient dragon warriors who had been waiting in battle suddenly straightened their backs like sparks ignited, and the vigilance that had been on their brows instantly transformed into a blazing fighting spirit.

Their eyes reflected Zi Yan's resolute figure, and they seemed to see hope for the future as well.

"We swear to follow His Majesty the Dragon Emperor to the death!"

"I am willing to go through fire and water for His Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

"To live or die with Donglong Island!"

A series of shouts, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, erupted and converged into a deafening roar that soared into the sky.

Countless figures raised their weapons in unison, the cold glint of blades and spear tips flashing in the sunlight, reflecting on faces filled with determination and loyalty.

The immense, concentrated power almost tore the void apart, and a lively yet chilling atmosphere instantly swept across the entire island.

Looking down at the deafening roar and the sincerity in the soldiers' eyes, Zi Yan's tightly clenched lips curled into a faint but firm smile, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

This fervent loyalty strengthened her resolve. She slowly nodded, a gesture of response to this unwavering devotion.

The next moment, she leaped up and transformed into a dazzling purple-gold streak of light, like an arrow released from a bow, flying straight towards the sky above Ancient Dragon Island with a sharp whistling sound.

The dark gold armor fluttered in the wind, like a bolt of lightning slicing through the sky, and flew towards the spatial barrier first.

Her movements were swift and decisive, displaying an unquestionable resolve.

Seeing that their Dragon Emperor had already set off, the elders behind him exchanged glances and also leaped up, their powerful auras soaring into the sky, closely following behind Zi Yan.

Following them, countless ancient dragon warriors, like a migrating swarm of bees, leaped into the air one after another, converging into a dark torrent that surged forward.

The sound of air being torn apart rose and fell, and countless streaks of light intertwined to form a huge net, rushing toward the three dragon islands that were eyeing them covetously outside the main island.

Amidst the howling wind, the clanging of armor clashing could be faintly heard, intertwining with the still-suppressing shouts, composing a battle song that would soon stain the sky with blood.

At this moment, the fate of Donglong Island was completely in their own hands.

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Outside of Donglong Island, the void trembled more and more violently, as if an invisible giant hand was tearing at cloth.

In that distorted space, three enormous islands slowly solidified from the chaotic light and shadow, their outlines gradually becoming clearer.

The spatial ripples flowing along the edge of the island spread out in layers, as if they had traveled from another universe, carrying a heavy and oppressive aura that did not belong to this world. They hovered steadily in mid-air, completely surrounding Donglong Island.

Just then, Zi Yan led the Eastern Island army to break through the spatial barrier of Ancient Dragon Island. The purple-gold escape light first tore through the clouds, followed by the powerful aura of the elders, and finally the densely packed Ancient Dragon Clan soldiers like dark clouds pressing down.

The three islands came together at that exact moment, forming a tight encirclement.

On the opposite bank, three elite units, each with distinctly different armor styles, stood in formation, like three unsheathed blades pointing directly towards Donglong Island.

Two imposing figures stood in mid-air ahead, none other than the commanders of the three armies.

A dense mass of figures moved about, their murderous aura almost solidified, shrouding the air, yet eerily silent.

All the soldiers bowed their heads slightly, their posture as respectful as if they were welcoming the arrival of some supreme being, and there was a strange eeriness in that solemn atmosphere.

The answer was revealed the moment the people from Donglong Island appeared.

Three figures appeared in the Mishima camp, all of them middle-aged men with extraordinary bearing.

The leader was dressed in black dragon scale armor, with sharp eyebrows like those of a knife, and a confident smile on his lips. When he glanced at Zi Yan, his gaze was filled with obvious scrutiny and disdain.

The man on the left was clad in dazzling silver armor, surrounded by crackling electric sparks. His every move exuded a chilling aura.

The one on the right was clad in crimson armor, his aura as scorching as magma, and the air seemed to ignite wherever his gaze swept, exuding undisguised aggression.

The three stood side by side, their natural domineering aura and ruthless nature overflowing. They were none other than the Dragon Kings of the other three Dragon Islands!
Their gazes all turned to Zi Yan and her group, their eyes filled with scrutiny, disdain, and an unwavering determination, as if they already considered Donglong Island as theirs for the taking.

"I wondered who was so bold as to attack the envoy force sent by our Three Islands Allied Forces to Donglong Island, forcing many soldiers and commanders to hide here, some even seriously injured. Now it seems, so that's how it is!"

The leader, the Northern Dragon King, spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of playful mockery. His gaze swept over Zi Yan and Xiao Ling, as if he were looking at something interesting.

“The royal bloodline that has grown up is truly unbelievable,” the Southern Dragon King beside him interjected, his body crackling with electricity. “It seems our information is far behind schedule. However, the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void is enough with our three islands. It’s time for the existence of the Eastern Dragon Island to come to an end.”

Before he could finish speaking, the Dragon King of the Western Armor also snorted coldly: "To dare to attack one's own kind is simply incomprehensible and outrageous! He should be severely punished!"

These words, coupled with their scrutinizing, disdainful, and even murderous gazes, were like three cold, sharp blades piercing directly at Zi Yan, Xiao Ling, and the others who stood gracefully in front of the Donglong Island soldiers.

The three dragon kings exchanged surprised words, their killing intent undisguised, showing no respect whatsoever for the new emperor of their own kind.

Seeing that the three of them were still so arrogant and domineering in front of the Dragon Emperor, the older elders of Donglong Island, such as Zhuli, Qingshan, and Qingmu, all frowned slightly.

Hei Qing and the others were furious, their eyes bloodshot, and they were itching with hatred.

To them, "fratricide" is a heinous crime, but this accusation that turns black into white and this blatant bullying are also a deeper form of heinous crime.
They clenched their fists so tightly that their knuckles turned white, and their chests heaved violently. If it weren't for their own lack of strength, they would have rushed up and torn the three of them to pieces.

"You traitors from Ancient Dragon Island, how dare you bark and howl before me?" Zi Yan's voice was like a sharp blade tempered with ice, carrying an undeniable chill that instantly pierced the heavy void.

Before she finished speaking, the terrifying bloodline pressure belonging to the Supreme Dragon Phoenix within her body surged out like a tidal wave, overwhelming the three island camps in front of her.

This oppressive aura is formless and intangible, yet it carries an absolute suppressive force originating from the very source of bloodline, making it arguably the most domineering shackle for the demon beast race.

What's even more special is that, under Zi Yan's control, this oppressive aura can accurately distinguish friend from foe. The Dragon Armor Army of Donglong Island behind them felt a warm current flow through their bodies, their blood boiled, their eyes instantly ignited with a burning fighting spirit, their breathing became heavy, and their strength seemed to burst out of their bodies, their fighting spirit soaring to unprecedented heights.

On the other hand, the scene on the Mishima Islands was completely different.

The soldiers below the Dou Zun realm were struck as if by a heavy hammer. Their faces turned red like drunkards, their bodies swayed violently uncontrollably, cold sweat rolled down their foreheads, and their legs trembled like leaves.

Even with dozens of people working together to resist, they could only barely keep from collapsing to the ground, letting out suppressed groans, their dignity crushed under the pressure of their bloodline.

Even the three Dragon Kings and the three commanders, all of whom possessed the strength of a Dou Sheng, couldn't help but furrow their brows and their auras fluctuated slightly.

Although they didn't lose their composure, they could still see that the pressure of the bloodline was far from ineffective, causing their hearts to sink. The bloodline power of this new Dragon Emperor had become so refined, far exceeding their expectations.

A swift and decisive show of force instantly reversed the balance of power on the field.

Zi Yan's eyes shimmered with a purple light, like a bottomless pool of purple gemstone water, slowly sweeping across the entire area.

Wherever her gaze fell, many people in Mishima's camp subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to meet her eyes. An invisible sense of oppression seemed to permeate the air, and even the howling wind seemed to be nailed to the spot by her gaze.

"A thousand years ago, my late father, the Dragon Emperor Zhukun, disappeared while searching for the inheritance of the Dou Di. Dozens of powerful members of my clan followed him out to search, but there has been no news of him since." Zi Yan's voice echoed in the void, tinged with melancholy, yet every word was clear.

"This is the time when our clan should unite as one and overcome difficulties together, yet you have split the clan and established separate factions. Such a choice truly chills my heart!"

Her gaze, sharp as a sword, swept over the dragon-armored soldiers in the Mishima camp, their expressions shifting, deliberately ignoring the three Dragon Kings whose faces were growing increasingly grim. Her tone suddenly turned stern:

"Considering that some of you may have been misled by these three, I will give you one last chance today! If you abandon the darkness and return to the orthodox lineage of the Ancient Dragons now, I will forgive all your past transgressions!"

The moment the words were spoken, a visible commotion broke out in Mishima's camp.

Many of the Dragon Armor Army soldiers from the three islands clenched their fists instinctively, cold sweat mixed with the fear they had just felt from being intimidated by the bloodline pressure sliding down their cheeks.

The overwhelming pressure of Zi Yan's pure and extreme Dragon Emperor bloodline was like a brand etched into the depths of their souls. It was a call from the ancient inheritance, which made them feel a stronger sense of shared origin than the bloodline of the three Dragon Kings.

Before the first person could step forward, the three Dragon Kings simultaneously unleashed their oppressive aura, standing in opposition to Zi Yan.

His murderous gaze swept back, instantly calming the wavering soldiers. Their backs straightened, and their eyes were once again filled with vigilance and fear.

Perhaps a fleeting thought crossed their minds: that Zi Yan's bloodline was indeed purer and truly orthodox. But then they thought, so what?

They knew that the three Dragon Kings were incredibly powerful, and found it hard to believe that Zi Yan could truly protect them and help them through this crisis.

Perhaps, before they even get there, they'll be wiped out by the three Dragon Kings with a flick of their wrists.

At this moment, these soldiers of the three islands had no choice but to stand silently behind the Dragon King of the Three Islands.

"Heh, don't waste your energy," the Northern Dragon King stepped forward with a cold laugh, his words full of sarcasm.

"You speak so grandly, but in reality, you and we are just like each other, of roughly the same royal bloodline. You call yourself the Dragon Emperor, but compared to us, you are the one who most deserves to be punished!"

He turned the tables on us; it's utterly shameless.

These words made Zhu Li and the others on Donglong Island curse inwardly, "Shameless!" These three dragon islands were clearly relying on their current strength and superiority to cause trouble and insist on distinguishing between superior and inferior.

They all knew in their hearts that, in terms of the purity and orthodoxy of bloodline, Zi Yan was the undisputed Dragon Empress, and these three Dragon Kings were just lying through their teeth.

Seeing this, Zi Yan knew that further words were useless. The Dragon Emperor's tolerance was never an indulgence of traitors.

"Since you remain stubbornly unrepentant," Zi Yan's voice suddenly sharpened, carrying a cold resolve, "then there's no need for further words. Today, let's see who settles the score with whom, and prove our mettle!"

"Hahaha!" The Northern Dragon King burst into laughter, his laughter filled with undisguised mockery. "Do you really think you can take on the three of us by yourself?"

He could vaguely sense that Zi Yan's cultivation was not weak, and she had already stepped into the Dou Sheng realm, but the specific level was hard to grasp.

Even so, he didn't think they were anything to fear. They were able to take over the Dragon Emperor's throne, and their strength might be a bit stronger than the two elders of Donglong Island, but how much stronger could they be?
They had already heard that this descendant of the Dragon Emperor had only just broken through to the Dou Zun level when he returned, and that his current advancement to Dou Sheng was likely due to the unique inheritance that the Dragon Emperor's lineage might have left behind on Donglong Island.

The cultivation level of this new Dragon Emperor is at most comparable to that of the three of them.

But there were three of them!
Looking at the troops below, the three commanders of the Three Islands Alliance are all two-star Dou Sheng, and with their absolute advantage in troop strength, they are enough to restrain the First Elder and Second Elder of Donglong Island.

Once she finished speaking, Zi Yan held nothing back. Her powerful battle qi surged out like a volcanic eruption, and the majestic aura unique to a five-star Dou Sheng swept outwards. The violent energy caused the surrounding void to tremble and even create tiny spatial cracks.

Under her deliberate guidance, this oppressive aura, like a giant net locking onto its prey, pressed precisely towards the three Dragon Kings and the Three Islands Alliance.

"This is……!"

The Dragon King's maniacal laughter abruptly stopped, his pupils contracted sharply, as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat.

The Western Dragon King and the Southern Dragon King beside her were the same. Their eyes widened suddenly, and their composure and disdain were instantly replaced by disbelief. They stared intently at Zi Yan's figure, as if they had seen something that overturned their understanding.

"A...a five-star Dou Sheng?!" the Southern Dragon King exclaimed in a low voice, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

The three of them were only at the three-star Dou Sheng level, and they originally thought that Zi Yan was at most on par with them. How could they have expected that this seemingly young Dragon Emperor had already reached such a level? (End of this chapter)