Realm-Hopping Martial Master

But this time is different. The bloodline potential of Golden Horn is astonishing, a rare opportunity in a millennium.

Only at this moment, with the momentum of the Ten Thousand Spirits Casting Venerable Array core, forcibly guided by Heaven-Burning, the greatest chance to break through the Demon Venerable barrier can be seized.

"Heaven-Burning Demon Lord."

Huang Ya spoke again, voice heavy with an undeniable resolve.

"This is the will of the Dragon Venerable, and also the command of the Emperor Palace."

"Golden Horn, carrying the shadow of the Ancestor Dragon, is the key to our clan in eradicating Jiang Taixuan."

"Please, Venerable, assist him in comprehending the Space Dao."

The will of the Dragon Venerable, the command of the Emperor Palace, to annihilate Jiang Taixuan, these three phrases were like heavy shackles crashing down on Heaven-Burning’s chaotic consciousness.

His fiery golden pupils contracted sharply, and the muscles on his face twitched violently. The crazed, blood-colored light struggled reluctantly, retreating partially, finally replaced by a deeper fury mixed with a twisted sense of duty.

"Roar..."

A roar filled with contradictory repression rolled out from deep in his throat.

His claw, covered in scarlet scales, finally lifted, making a stiff yet powerfully gravitational gesture towards the void in front of Jiang Shu.

An irresistible, scorching suction instantly enveloped Jiang Shu.

His body was drawn uncontrollably, feet leaving the ground, floating gently as if weightless, towards the center of the stone platform, flying towards the direction of the Heaven-Burning Ancestor.

Throughout the process, Jiang Shu offered no resistance.

Only ensuring he could engage in the Two Realms Shuttle at any moment thereafter.

He allowed himself to be controlled by the Heaven-Burning Demon Lord.

After all, at this moment, he was only displaying the Realm of a Demon Lord Late Stage, and should he release the power of the Mixed Cave Realm Daoist Venerable in a struggle, his identity would be completely exposed.

He merely strived to maintain the posture that Golden Horn should have.

The slight struggle under the powerful external force eventually subsided into calmness, following the arrangement, even deliberately showing a hint of longing for a "Demon Venerable breakthrough" deep in his eyes.

This was very much in line with the portrayal of an arrogant yet power-craving Dragon Clan prodigy.

"Sit."

The word squeezed out harshly from Heaven-Burning’s throat, pointing to the largest cushion in front of him on the ground.

Jiang Shu landed as instructed, sitting cross-legged on that gigantic cushion.

Underneath the cushion was the foundation of the Ten Thousand Spirits Casting Venerable Array, integrated with this environment of pure yet eerie energy.

Sitting here, he felt as if he was at the center of the Great Array.

Heaven-Burning’s fiery golden beastly eyes looked down upon the seated Jiang Shu, with a cold yet scrutinizing gaze.

He said nothing more, raising his malformed hand covered in scarlet scales sharply, fingers wide open, fingertips turning into red-hot branding irons, emitting burning white smoke, carrying a terrifying temperature that could melt gold and iron, pressing straight down towards the Baihui point on the top of Jiang Shu’s head.

This is... a blood sacrifice to explore the source!

Alarm bells raced through Jiang Shu’s mind. This was absolutely not a normal method of guiding a breakthrough by the Heaven-Burning Ancestor.

Such an operation of violently invading the Baihui point on the top of the head with brute demonic power, a slight mistake could shatter the Sea of Consciousness.

More importantly, this was definitely Heaven-Burning’s unconscious lack of trust at play.

He was taking the opportunity to confirm. There might even be a thought of crushing the suspicious young master of the Dragon Clan should anything seem amiss at once.

Can’t block it head-on!

The Two Realms Shuttle?

No, wait a bit longer!

Jiang Shu rapidly calculated in his mind.

He didn’t avoid nor resist, suddenly lifting his head, the pair of dark gold, knotted Dragon Horns on his forehead erupted in a dazzling dark golden brilliance.

An ancient and majestic dragon roar, seeming to traverse endless time and space, burst from his throat involuntarily.

This was a furious roar from deep within his bloodline, carrying an endless noble life angered by disgrace.

"Roar!"

The sound wave of the dragon’s roar condensed into a tangible form, transforming into a visible golden ripple, crashing fiercely against Heaven-Burning’s massive scarlet claw pressing down.

Buzz!

Two formidable pressures collided in an instant. There was no earth-shattering explosion, only an extremely restrained energy confrontation that could distort space.

Scarlet flames and dark golden dragon power tore at each other violently in close proximity.

Heaven-Burning’s hand covered in scales paused abruptly, a trace of extreme astonishment flashing in his fiery golden pupils, quickly filled with even more furious flames.

But just in that brief moment of stalemate, within Jiang Shu, the Dragon Clan’s blood origin, perfectly transformed by the Ten Thousand Spirits Casting Venerable Array and even containing the "shadow of the Ancestor Dragon," was fully activated under terrifying pressure.

Whoosh!

Dragon blood laced with ancient grey shadows surged like a golden river, revealing through Jiang Shu’s skin, scale illusion, radiating a vast and immense, purely ultimate Dragon Might.

This pureness and dominance of qi and blood far surpass Ao Hai.

Instantly filled the entire frigid cave, even temporarily overshadowing the molten breath of Heaven-Burning.

More importantly, when sensing the oppression from a higher level, this blood instinctively erupted in fury and tenacious resistance from the origin of life.

This is the core trait of the Dragon Clan, dominating and proud.

Sizzle...

Heaven-Burning’s finger, heated like a branding iron, touched this boiling blood energy, erupting in intense energy burns.

In his fiery golden pupils, the rage and killing intent, upon sensing this genuine, essential life force of the vast Dragon Clan blood origin, halted as if doused with a bucket of ice water.

The probing Divine Thought struck a metal wall of myriad dragon scales, rebounded violently by the pure and dominant Dragon Qi.

Heaven-Burning Ancestor’s molten golden pupils fixed on Jiang Shu, thick like congealed blood.

The glowing beast-bone inscriptions carved on the stone platform cast flickering shadows on him, making the remnants of his Immortal style white robe look particularly eerie.

The terrifying probing Divine Thought, hammered away by Jiang Shu’s sudden outburst of immense Dragon Might with unyielding intent, dissolved and rebounded like an ice needle in hot oil.

The cave corridor fell silent enough to hear the dust settle.

For a long time, Heaven-Burning’s twisted face relaxed slightly, hoarse voice like two rusty iron sheets scraping.

"It truly is the True Dragon Origin..."

Despite his words, the deep-seated strangeness and deep-seated hatred in his molten golden eyes didn’t completely dissipate, but rolled over with even darker shades, like forcibly pressed down volcanic magma.

"Your Dragon Breath is indeed overbearing, capable of resisting my probing."

"Golden Horn, your lineage’s ancestor should be the Golden Dragon Venerable. If I remember correctly, even he, in the Demon Lord Late Stage, couldn’t stabilize his realm more than you now. Is your bloodline truly a return to the Ancestor Dragon?"

Perhaps realizing that this Golden Horn Young Master before him truly possessed a Dragon Clan bloodline.

Heaven-Burning’s eyes cleared a lot, yet his words were like a cold dagger.

Ancestor Dragon Bloodline.

How many years has it been since it appeared in the world.

Return to Ancestor, how hard it is!

His gaze seemed to penetrate everything about Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu’s mind screamed with alarms, knowing this was still the Heaven-Burning Ancestor’s test of distrust, his dragon eyes shining brightly, meeting Heaven-Burning’s scrutinizing gaze, taking a deep breath, suddenly said:

"Heaven-Burning Demon Lord’s insight!"

"After this junior cultivated to the Demon Lord Realm, there were indeed a few anomalies in the bloodline, yet eager to break through at the time. Later learning, it should be in accord with the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline."

"But how the bloodline returns to the Ancestor, this junior also does not know."

Jiang Shu’s voice was respectful, knowing the mysteriousness of the Demon Race bloodline.

Even if Heaven-Burning had reached the Half-step Demon Lord Realm, his understanding of the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline wouldn’t be much.

The more he said, the more mistakes he might make.

Better to leave it all to the unknown.

The pair of disguised, identical Dragon Horns on his forehead, at this moment, radiated golden light, emitting a pure and ancient majesty, same source as the previously erupted Dragon Might.

"Hmph, return to Ancestor..."

"You Dragons are always dishonest."

Heaven-Burning snorted, voice still tinged with distrust.

But compared to before, his gaze towards Jiang Shu softened somewhat.