Absolute Resonance

The boundless pressure filled the space, leaving no spare quarter. At this moment, Lin Miao, who had walked in alongside Li Luo, let out a muffled groan and his expression turned red, his feet frozen in place.

Li Luo's expression, on the other hand, was solemn. Eight Duke Bergfrieds appeared behind him along with his Auric Halo, illuminating the void. After which, his five resonant palaces and ten resonances began to flow with mysterious light. Only then was he able to deal with the pressure.

The sudden wave of pressure caused a flicker of fury to appear in Li Luo's eyes. The fact that the Dragon Race was treating its guests like this was a show of its tyranny and arrogance.

Li Luo raised his head and looked into the depths of the golden palace. The interior was magnificent to behold—there were tall, gigantic, golden pillars inlaid with all sorts of rare jewels and precious treasures, emanating pure and vast energy undulations.

There were also golden staircases that led upwards. At the top of each staircase stood a grandiose seat, and all of them were occupied by figures emanating immeasurable auras. It was clear that these were the peak King Stage experts of the Dragon Race.

Li Luo's eyes then turned towards the golden seat at the highest point of the palace. A woman was sitting there, her aura akin to the blazing sun. Just looking at her caused one's eyes to hurt. She was tall but slender and well-proportioned, with a well-endowed figure that gave her a mature charm. Her face was exceptionally gorgeous, with fiery red lips and a tall nose that reminded one of a distant mountain. Beneath her sword-shaped eyebrows were violet-gold draconic eyes, giving off a dominating aura.She had a head of long, silver-white hair, and on top of her head were violet-gold horns that flowed with a mystical light.

Li Luo was immediately reminded of Great Ancestor Zhen Fu upon seeing her. Their demeanors were exactly the same. He immediately knew who she was—the Heavenly Dragon Tribe's Zhen Linshuang, the Chieftain of the Dragon Race. Who else would be allowed to sit at the head of the golden palace? Judging by the aura she was emanating, her strength was nothing to scoff at. She was no weaker than the Radiant King or the Torch Dragon Underworld King, Triple Crowned Kings who stood at the very top.

While Li Luo inspected the silver-haired lady, she was also imperiously looking down on him. She completely ignored Lin Miao, only focusing on Li Luo. Her lips moved slightly as her sharp and mighty voice resounded through the palace. "Are you Li Luo of the Bloodline of Heavenly Emperor Li?"

Her voice was not loud, but it carried the might of a Heavenly Dragon. The entire palace shook and the golden light flourished with a simple sentence from her.

"Is this how the Dragon Race treats its guests? I almost thought I had wandered into a den of thieves and gangsters," Li Luo indifferently retorted.