Battle Through the Heavens: Starting with Cao Ying as an apprentice

His aura began to rise at an alarming rate.

"After I devour them both, I'll devour you all... So what if you're the Dragon and Phoenix Supreme!"

The Northern Dragon King's eyes gradually turned scarlet, and his laughter became maniacal:

"Perhaps I can defeat her... devour her, and become the new supreme being!"

"I am... the new supreme ruler of the dragon and phoenix! Hahaha—"

Within the formation, his body swelled, and dark red patterns appeared on his dragon scales, as if he had become possessed by a demon.

"Elder, what should we do now?" Qi You looked on anxiously.

The Grand Elder's face was grave as he gazed at the ever-increasing terrifying aura, unable to utter a word for a moment.

A chill ran through everyone's hearts.

At that very moment—

A cold snort, like a thunderclap from the heavens, resounded in the ears of every ancient dragon.

"Hmph. In the years I've been away, the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void has fallen to this state..."

"What a disgrace."

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an ancient majesty. The Dragon Transformation Demon Array, which was in operation, paused slightly as a result.

"Who goes there?!" The Northern Dragon King suddenly looked up, his scarlet dragon eyes scanning the void.

The void cracked open.

A figure with flowing purple hair stood with a spear in hand, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Your great-aunt."

Chapter 290 The Grand Elder's Memories!

"Dragon and Phoenix... Supreme..."

The purple-haired figure was reflected in the crimson eyes of the Northern Dragon King, and his overwhelming ferocity was forcibly suppressed, his rationality briefly returning.

"Your Highness!"

Led by the Grand Elder Qingshan, all the Dragon Guards and elders of Donglong Island knelt on one knee, their voices resounding through the void.

"Elder Qingshan of Donglong Island pays respects to Your Highness!"

"Second Elder Aoki of Donglong Island greets Your Highness!"

"Zhu Li, the Third Elder of Donglong Island, pays his respects to Your Highness!"

"..."

The sounds echoed in layers, carrying the anticipation and reverence suppressed for hundreds of years.

The purple-haired woman did not respond.

She simply raised the long spear in her hand, a weapon woven with dark gold and crimson—the Dragon Emperor's Blood-Weeping Spear.

A cold glint gathered at the tip of the spear, and a destructive aura silently locked onto the Northern Dragon King at the center of the formation.

Just as the killing intent was about to erupt—

"Mother, wait!"

A clear and anxious voice resounded from the depths of the soul.

The purple-haired woman paused almost imperceptibly.

Deep within their consciousness, two souls stood facing each other.

She was a woman of unparalleled beauty, whose appearance bore a resemblance to Zi Yan, yet possessed a more dignified and profound air accumulated over the years.

She looked at her daughter, who was clinging to her arm, and her coldness softened, replaced by gentleness: "What's wrong, Yan'er?"

Ziyan clung to her mother's arm, her eyes sparkling.

"Mother, if he really absorbs the other two Dragon Kings... can you defeat him?"

The woman reached out and ruffled Zi Yan's hair, her tone as calm as if she were discussing the weather: "It can be destroyed with a flick of the finger."

"That's wonderful!" Ziyan almost jumped up, then leaned close to her mother's ear, her voice low but unable to hide her joy.

“Mother, I have a friend… he possesses a very special method of resurrection, which requires…”

She explained quickly, her eyes growing brighter with each word.

The woman listened quietly, and the light in her eyes, which seemed to see through the ages, gradually intensified.

A moment later, a faint smile appeared on her lips, a smile so subtle it could eclipse the world.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

at the same time.

Su Baichen swallowed a pill, and the powerful medicinal energy dissipated, rapidly restoring his nearly depleted battle qi.

He let out a long sigh of relief and was about to get up—

"Ah!"

He rubbed his nose and muttered, "Who's talking about me..."

Immediately, his expression changed drastically.

"Oh no... Xuan Yi and the others!"

The aftershocks of Zi Yan's mother's attack, which seemed to tear through space, were terrifying. Even if they weren't specifically targeted at Xuan Yi and the others, they were still far beyond what they could withstand.

With a thought flashing through his mind, Su Baichen's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

In the center of the battlefield.

The purple-haired woman, who had been motionless for a brief moment, moved again.

However, she did not attack. Instead, she withdrew her spear and stood in mid-air, quietly watching the Northern Dragon King, whose aura was constantly surging within the Dragon Transformation Array. Her gaze was calm, as if she were observing a play.

The Northern Dragon King was taken aback at first, then his heart was filled with joy!

[Hahahaha! This Dragon and Phoenix Supreme is so foolish! Heaven is helping me! Heaven is helping me!]

He no longer held back and frantically activated the magic array.

The bodies of the Western Dragon King and the Southern Dragon King withered and dissipated at a visible speed, with all their essence flowing towards the Northern Dragon King.

His size swelled to nearly double, his dark red dragon scales were covered with strange patterns, and his aura rose steadily. In the blink of an eye, he had broken through the early stage of the Five-Star Dou Sheng and was approaching the middle stage!

"Your Highness!"

The First Elder, Qingshan, could no longer contain himself. He stepped forward and bowed deeply, his voice urgent: "The Northern Dragon King is using the clan's forbidden technique, the 'Dragon Transformation Demon Array,' which is currently devouring the other two Dragon Kings! If he waits until he finishes devouring them, the consequences will be unimaginable! I implore Your Highness to take immediate action and slay this fiend!"

Upon hearing this, the purple-haired woman finally turned around slowly.

She didn't look at the increasingly terrifying Northern Dragon King, but instead focused her gaze on the Grand Elder's face. After examining him for a moment, she suddenly spoke, her tone as calm as if she were chatting casually: "Xiao Shan!"

Elder Qingshan was taken aback.

The woman gently shook her head, seemingly with regret: "A thousand years have passed, and you still only have this much cultivation?"

The dragons of Donglong Island, who had just arrived, were instantly stunned.

Your Highness... what are you saying?

Only the Second Elder, Aoki, who had lived the longest, suddenly contracted his pupils and looked sharply at the purple-haired figure, his aged body trembling slightly.

When Elder Qingshan heard the name "Xiaoshan," he was struck dumb, his mind reeling.

This form of address...this tone...

A thousand years ago, he was not the Grand Elder, but a promising commander under the Dragon Emperor.

Because of the Dragon Emperor's favor, his status gradually rose, and no one dared to be disrespectful to him. Even His Majesty the Dragon Emperor would only call him "Xiaoshan" in very private occasions.

There was only one person who never changed his tune.

Whether he was a leader, an elder, or later a candidate for the Grand Elder of Donglong Island... in her eyes, he was always that "little mountain" who needed guidance.

That person was the Dragon Emperor's wife.

He once stood at the pinnacle of the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void, his strength even surpassing that of the Dragon Emperor—

Empress of the Dragon.

"You...you are..." Qingshan raised his head and looked at the face that gradually overlapped with the figure in his memory, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

Just then—

"boom--!!!"

The Dragon Transformation Demon Array shattered with a deafening roar! The last wisp of energy was completely devoured.

The Northern Dragon King roared to the sky, the sound waves shattering the clouds for thousands of miles!

The terrifying pressure of a mid-stage Five-Star Dou Sheng swept across the sky, the dragon's body coiled up, dark red like blood, its ferocious aura filling every inch of space.

"Hahahaha! Power! This is power!!"

He abruptly lowered his head, his massive, scarlet eyes locking onto the purple-haired woman, his madness and greed almost tangible: "Dragon and Phoenix Supreme? Once I devour you, I will be the sole Supreme! Die!!"

The dragon claw tore through the sky, carrying all the violent power it had gained after devouring the two dragon kings, and slammed down fiercely!

Wherever it passed, space was annihilated.

The people from Donglong Island turned pale, almost suffocating under this oppressive force.

The purple-haired woman didn't even lift her eyelids.

She simply raised her hand casually and grasped the Dragon Emperor's Blood-Weeping Spear, which was stuck in the void beside her.

Then, it gently tossed the dragon's claw that blotted out the sky.

There was no earth-shattering fanfare, no flashy or dazzling lights.

It was just a thin, dark golden line that silently swept across the space.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.