Perfect World: Ten Crowns

Chapter 8 Ancient Dragon City, Thunder Tribulation Liquid

"May I ask who exactly is Brother Dao?"

Zhu Yi said vigilantly, looking at Xia Sheng who was approaching step by step, and couldn't help feeling nervous.

The person who came was definitely an outsider, but he had mastered the secret arts of the dragon clan. He was mysterious and powerful. Even the first person of the younger generation of the three major clans was no match for him.

Zhu Qing'er couldn't help but hold her breath. She didn't want this outsider to be her enemy, but he had practiced the secret techniques of the dragon clan, which was absolutely not allowed by the three major clans.

"My name is Tianzi, you can call me the Ten-Crown King!"

Xia Sheng spoke slowly, his eyes swept over the Zhu family brothers and sisters, looking at the familiar faces, he couldn't help but sigh softly:
"Who are you, Zhuyi?"

Zhu Yi, the old patriarch of the Zhulong lineage, is one of his few old friends in this world. They have known each other for a million years in the blink of an eye. Now he is going to become a Taoist. This is really sad.

"Tian Zi, Shi Guan, what a familiar name."

"You knew my great-grandfather?"

Suddenly, the two were shaken, and in a moment a huge wave rose in their hearts.

The Ten-Crown Emperor, it turned out to be him, the legendary figure in the clan’s classics, he is still alive?

In fact, when they heard the word "Zhu Yi" from Xia Sheng, the Zhu brothers and sisters believed it for the most part. Not many people knew their great-grandfather's name, and the only outsider who could call out this name was probably the legendary "Walking Dragon".

"I heard that Zhu Yi is dying. Lead the way. I have some ideas. Let's see if I can save this old friend."

Xia Sheng spoke up, saying that he had a god-level dragon fruit that could be used to cleanse his blood and see if he could save Zhu Yi. After all, he was a virtual Taoist and was considered to be in the first echelon in the ancient immortal ruins.

"it is good!"

After hearing the words of the Ten-Crown King, the Zhu brothers and sisters became excited. They knew that this man had a mysterious origin and even obtained the complete True Dragon Technique. Maybe he had the means to save their great-grandfather.

If the great-grandfather were to recover as before, I believe the other two major clans would never dare to jump around like they do now.

The ancient city of Longshen is extremely majestic, thousands of feet high. From afar, it looks like a giant black dragon coiled, majestic and endless.

This ancient city is so old that no one knows when it appeared. There is only a vague legend that it was founded by a supreme dragon.

"arrive."

Under the huge city gate, a bronze chariot arrived here. Xia Sheng lifted the curtain and looked at the ancient city with nostalgia in his eyes.

Although it was not the first time he had seen it, every time he passed by this place, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The ancient cities created by the Supreme Being are so majestic. I wonder how tall and majestic the imperial pass in the borderland is, which has blocked the foreign land for an entire era.

"Everyone get out of here!"

Zhu Yi shouted coldly. He stood on the ancient bronze chariot and pulled the chariot himself, rushing straight into the ancestral land of the Zhu family.

The appearance of the emperor gave him a lifeline. If the old patriarch could really be saved, it would mean that the entire Dragon God City would still be controlled by the Candle Clan, which involved too many interests.

"It's Master Zhu Yi!"

Along the way, many people exclaimed that the ancient chariot was engraved with the special mark of the Zhu clan, and with Zhu Yi standing on the chariot, no one dared to intercept it.

As soon as they entered the ancestral land, Zhu Yi apologized and led Xia Sheng to the clan leader's retreat.

"Stop!"

As soon as they entered a pavilion, the three were blocked by a terrifying figure. It was actually a god with three eyes on his head and a great halberd in his hand, blocking the way like a demon wall.

"Elder Zhu Jiu, I have something important to report. Please let me in."

Zhu Yi spoke, his tone somewhat polite. The man in front of him was the eldest disciple under the clan leader and might very well be the future clan leader, so his strength should not be underestimated.

"The sons and daughters of the clan can go in, but he can't."

Zhu Jiu shook his head and glanced at Xia Sheng with his red eyes, but found that he couldn't see through him at all. "Who are you?"

He asked indifferently, a human actually entered the ancestral land of the Zhulong clan. If Zhu Yi had not led them personally, he would have captured this person long ago.

"How dare you, Zhu Jiu, disrespect the emperor? He is a walking dragon."

Zhu Yi looked angry and wanted to say something, but saw Xia Sheng shook his head slightly and said:

"Let me explain."

After so many years, the dragon clan is still so irritable, but Xia Sheng was prepared. A dragon sword was drawn out, flashing with brilliant sword light, and even the void was trembling.

"Can you see this?"

The mighty dragon sound came out from Xia Sheng's mouth, like a series of small golden snakes, and entered Zhu Jiu's ears, causing his face to change immediately, and he exclaimed in shock:

"How come the dragon sword forged by the clan leader himself is in your hands?"

Xia Sheng looked indifferent, raised the dragon sword in his hand, and said calmly: "Since you have seen this thing, why don't you kneel down!"

This sword was forged by the old patriarch of the Zhulong clan himself. It embodies the will of the entire Zhulong clan. Anyone who holds this sword is a walking dragon and can kill rebels.

"Your Majesty, the guilty minister Zhu Jiu, pays respect to the Emperor!"

Zhu Jiu knelt down immediately, cold sweat streaming down his face. The other two clans might not recognize this sword, but the Zhulong clan must recognize it, as it is a bond of blood.

Son of Heaven, he was a person of the same era as the master, a member of the dragon clan, and now he appears in front of me alive?
At the side, Zhu Yi and his sister were stunned. This was Master Zhu Jiu, the designated clan leader for the next generation, and now he was being scolded like a junior.

"It's you again. You always make such a big scene!"

"come in."

At this moment, an old voice came from the depths of the temple, sacred and majestic, making people want to worship.

"Great-grandfather!"

"Master!"

"Zhu Yi!"

Seeing his master speak, Zhu Jiu did not stop him. He hurried forward to lead the way. Soon, after crossing many restrictions, Xia Sheng arrived at an underground palace.

The palace was very large, with a pool filled with spiritual energy in the center. In the middle sat an old man, his blood was withered, and there was madness in his eyes.

"Old friend, you are going to die."

Xia Sheng sighed softly and came to the edge of the Dragon Pool, with a strange look in his mind.

The ancient immortal ruins have both great opportunities and curses. The higher the realm of the creatures living in this world for many years, the heavier the curse shackles they bear.

"I can finally rest in peace as I can see you before I die!" Zhu Yi chuckled, but because his face was too old, it looked very ugly.

"I have a divine Dragon Fruit that can help you stabilize for a while." Xia Sheng said. He didn't want to see his friend die.

"God-level Dragon Fruit? It seems you went to that place again. However, such a thing should be useless to me."

Zhu Yi shook his head, looked at Zhu Yi and others behind Xia Sheng and said:

"I'll have to trouble you to take care of them in the future. If possible, I hope you can take them away from here."

The ancient ruins of the immortals is a huge cage. No matter how powerful you are here, you will eventually perish with the ancient era of immortals.

"What if I can bring more powerful lightning liquid in this life?"

(End of this chapter)