NOVGO.NET Chapter 159: The Azure Sovereign Kingdom Has Fallen into Silence
Chapter 159: The Azure Sovereign Kingdom Has Fallen into Silence
The Azure Sovereign Kingdom Has Fallen into Silence
It radiated boundless treasure light.
Its walls were covered in ancient inscriptions.
Its golden light pierced through the crimson darkness.
Ordinary citizens only felt that tonight’s night seemed especially deep and dark.
They could not understand what they were seeing.
They only knew that the sky had become terrifying.
But to the Azure Sovereign Kingdom’s cultivators, it was completely different.
To them, it was as if doom itself had descended.
Many cultivators immediately turned and fled.
Some didn’t even bother collecting their belongings.
Some tore open spatial passages.
Others simply flew toward the borders of the empire.
They couldn’t imagine what kind of terror their empire had provoked.
This was merely a mount—
And it was already this fearsome!
What kind of existence was riding it?
At the same time—
An ancient, glorious bell tolled across the heavens.
DONG!
The sound seemed to pass through flesh.
Through bone.
Through the soul itself.
DONG!
The second toll spread farther.
The cultivators who had sensed danger and attempted to flee the Azure Sovereign Kingdom suddenly stopped.
Their faces changed.
Their true spiritual power began to churn violently inside their bodies.
Their blood surged.
Their meridians shook.
Then came the most terrifying realization.
They could no longer sense their cultivation.
One cultivator stared at his own trembling hands.
"No..."
He tried to circulate his spiritual power.
Nothing happened.
He tried again.
Still nothing.
The expression on his face collapsed.
These once-lofty cultivators had become no different from ordinary mortals.
Throughout the entire Azure Sovereign Kingdom, every cultivator below the Stellar Sovereign Realm had their cultivation sealed.
Moonlight poured down like a waterfall.
Stars drifted through the heavens like scattered fireflies.
And atop the azure dragon’s head stood Victor.
His hands were clasped behind his back.
The night wind moved through his black hair and tugged at his black robe.
Golden dragon embroidery shimmered across the fabric.
His golden eyes looked down upon the empire beneath him.
His face remained calm.
Handsome enough to appear almost unreal beneath the moonlight.
There was no rage.
No excitement.
No unnecessary arrogance.
Only absolute certainty.
He looked like a god standing above the nine heavens.
In his palm floated a small, ancient bell.
It shimmered with endless radiance.
Countless mysterious inscriptions covered its surface.
Beneath the bell floated a phantom.
It was an incredibly detailed image of the Azure Sovereign Kingdom itself.
Every mountain.
Every city.
Every river.
Every important territory.
Everything appeared within the phantom.
The ancient bell had already locked onto the entire empire.
[Void Bell: A Primordial Treasure etched with the Great Laws of World of Sealing Heaven. Can seal all cultivation of cultivators below the user’s realm for the duration of a quarter-hour.]
The Eternal Legacy System’s voice existed only within Victor’s mind.
No one else could hear it.
The terrifying azure dragon beneath him was as docile as a beloved pet before its master.
It lowered its enormous head slightly.
Its crimson eyes carried excitement.
Perhaps it could sense Victor’s attention.
The ancient creature released another thunderous roar.
ROOOAAAR!!
Instantly—
A crimson blood mist spread across the skies of the Azure Sovereign Kingdom.
The mist rolled outward like an endless tide.
Within it, countless blood dragons began to form.
They twisted.
They writhed.
They roared.
The sky became a sea of crimson.
Inside the Azure Sovereign Kingdom’s palace—
Everyone’s expressions shifted.
Rafael Bluestone was the first to move.
He rose from his throne.
The others followed immediately.
They rushed out of the palace.
The moment they looked toward the heavens, their faces became heavy.
The pressure was overwhelming.
The air itself seemed to have gained weight.
Several weaker cultivators struggled just to remain standing.
One of the elders swallowed hard.
His voice came out hoarse.
"Lunar Sovereign Realm!! A Lunar Sovereign Realm existence!!"
Another elder stared at the enormous azure dragon.
His pupils contracted.
His expression became even more horrified.
"No—it’s not that simple. It’s radiating dragon aura—!!"
"Look at that palace up there! Good heavens!! What kind of existence could command a Moon Grasping dragon to pull their palace?!"
The voice trembled with disbelief.
It wasn’t merely fear.
It was the kind of astonishment that made the mind struggle to accept what the eyes were seeing.
High above the Azure Sovereign Kingdom, the enormous azure dragon moved through the night sky with slow, deliberate steps. Every movement of its claws made the clouds beneath it collapse and reform. Its colossal body stretched across the heavens like an endless mountain range.
And behind it floated a magnificent palace.
The palace was surrounded by layers of brilliant treasure light. Ancient runes drifted around its walls, while golden radiance spilled from its gates like flowing sunlight.
But none of that was what truly terrified the cultivators.
It was the creature pulling it.
The dragon race was among the mightiest in the nine heavens and ten earths.
Dragons were proud.
Sacred.
Sublime.
Their arrogance was not merely an attitude. It was something that seemed to be carved into their very blood.
Even creatures possessing only the faintest trace of dragon blood often carried themselves with an instinctive superiority.
Yet now...
A dragon of the Lunar Sovereign Realm was pulling a palace through the heavens.
Like a mount.
Like a servant.
Like something that had willingly lowered its head before the person inside.
No one dared imagine the identity of its master.
"Could it be... could it be that family sent someone in person?!" one man exclaimed excitedly.
His eyes practically burned with expectation.
The people around him exchanged glances.
A strange hope began spreading through their hearts.
If that really was someone from that legendary family, then perhaps their current crisis wasn’t a disaster at all.
Perhaps it was an opportunity.
If they could establish even the slightest connection with that family, losing their Destiny would become meaningless.
Their future would still be limitless.
They had already made up their minds.
All eyes turned toward Rafael Bluestone.
Rafael frowned deeply.
Something felt wrong.
That family had always remained above the nine heavens.
They were distant.
Untouchable.