SFS Chapter 174 The Scene of the Dragon Palace's Destruction
Chapter 174 The Scene of the Dragon Palace's Destruction
The palace's upturned eaves resemble a dragon about to take flight, with large water-repelling wind chimes hanging from their ends.
Water-repelling wind chimes are silent in water, yet they can stir the water flow, forming a natural defensive and spirit-gathering array.
Inside the palace, various transformed sea creatures roam freely.
There are giant tortoise warriors carrying heavy shells, walking slowly like mountains, patrolling or carrying huge building materials.
There were graceful mermaid maidens with iridescent scales, holding crystal trays imbued with rich spiritual energy.
They moved as lightly as fish through the palaces and corridors, offering fine wines and rare fruits.
Even more impressively, a dragon manifested in human form, dressed in magnificent scale armor and robes, riding a chariot and patrolling past with awe-inspiring power, causing countless sea creatures below to bow in respect.
In the distance came the distant sounds of whales singing and dragons roaring, full of vibrant life and an indescribable sense of orderly beauty.
On the vast plaza, young dragons, guided by their elders, inhaled and exhaled water essence, practiced their supernatural powers, and stirred up swirling vortexes.
At the edge of memory's vision, nine enormous crystal tablets of different shapes stand majestically, surrounding a massive altar.
The nine crystal tablets correspond to the totems of the nine sons of the dragon, together forming an enormous array core that maintains the immense energy and spatial stability of the entire Dragon Palace Secret Realm.
On the altar, a golden rune phantom shimmering with countless rays of light could be faintly seen; it was the Nine Dragons Palace-Suppressing Talisman.
However, these glorious scenes did not last long.
The images in my memory began to flicker and distort violently.
Above the dome, a viscous blood mist seeped in without warning from the crystal cracks in the dome of the secret realm.
The blood mist greedily devoured the pure starlight, turning the dreamlike blue crystal dome into a chilling dark red.
The giant tortoise warriors, who were originally patrolling solemnly, became stiff in their movements.
Their thick carapaces were covered with a strange, dark red moss, and they emitted painful hissing sounds.
The gentle light in his eyes was replaced by a violent crimson, and he began to indiscriminately attack the other sea creature guards around him.
An elegant mermaid maidservant's crystal tray shattered with a "crash" as it fell from her hands.
She stared in horror at her beautiful fishtail, covered in iridescent scales, being entangled and eroded by the dark red mist.
The scales quickly lost their luster and turned gray and rotten.
Before her piercing scream could fully escape, her eyes were already completely vacant, consumed by a pure desire for destruction, and she lunged at her companion beside her.
Such horrifying scenes unfolded one after another.
"It's the aura of the filth! The Holy Race... it's those corrupt Holy Races that were banished! They've found this place!"
Panic spread like a plague.
The young dragon, sheltered beneath its elders, let out a fearful whimper.
The powerful dragon warriors rushed forward, trying to stop the foul blood mist that poured down like a waterfall.
The light of various supernatural powers exploded in the blood-red color, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, only able to clear a small area briefly before being swallowed up by more filth.
The sea creatures, corrupted and transformed by filth, had bloodshot eyes and frantically attacked all unpolluted living beings, turning the Dragon Palace into a bloody battlefield in an instant.
The scene in my memory zoomed in rapidly, focusing on the massive altar surrounded by nine crystal tablets.
At the center of the altar, the light of the Nine Dragons Palace-Suppressing Talisman flickered intensely, resisting the erosion of the filth, yet it appeared to grow dimmer and dimmer.
An old man, dressed in a dark blue imperial robe and wearing a dragon crown, with a dignified yet sorrowful face, stood in the center of the altar.
His gaze swept over the palace below, now engulfed in chaos and carnage, his eyes filled with pain.
Then he looked up at the ever-expanding crimson crack in the dome and roared:
"Fish Emperor, you will not succeed! In the name of my dragon race, I summon the Nine Dragon Holy Spirit!!"
At his command, the totems on the nine crystal tablets simultaneously burst forth with dazzling light.
Nine distinct yet unified primordial forces were forcibly converged and poured into the Nine Dragons Palace-Suppressing Talisman at the center of the altar.
The golden runes suddenly unleashed a tremendous pressure, temporarily repelling the foul blood mist that was approaching the altar.
At the center of the altar, the old man's imperial robes billowed, his hands forming hand seals with lightning speed, each movement drawing upon his vast life essence.
"Your Majesty!" The remaining dragon elders rushed forward despite their serious injuries.
He channeled his last bit of spiritual energy into the palace's restrictive nodes, unleashing a golden light shield in an attempt to stabilize the area in conjunction with the palace-suppressing talisman.
However, the huge bloodstain that tore through the crystal wall of the secret realm on the dome showed no signs of healing; instead, it suddenly expanded outward.
More foul blood mist poured down.
Within the blood mist, countless twisted and ferocious faces faintly emerged.
"Hehehe... A futile struggle..."
An evil voice suddenly rang out from all around:
"To submit to...our people, is our true home..."
Boom!!!
Under the continuous impact of the blood mist waterfall, the golden light shield groaned in despair and began to shake violently.
The old man's body trembled violently, and a large area of his imperial robe was instantly stained red.
The old man's body trembled violently, and a large area of his imperial robe was instantly stained red.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and his vertical pupils stared intently into the depths of the blood-red crack.
"Fish Emperor..." The old Dragon Emperor gritted his teeth, each word dripping with blood.
"The dragon race...will be annihilated rather than submit!"
He slammed the scepter in his hand into the heart of the altar.
The dragon ball embedded at the top of the scepter instantly burst forth with a dazzling light, perfectly merging with the power of the Nine Dragons Palace-Suppressing Talisman, temporarily forcing back the most turbulent blood tide.
But the price was enormous. The old man's life force declined at a visible rate, as if his lifespan of ten thousand years had been instantly drained away.
The nine crystal tablets surrounding the altar also cracked, and cracks quickly spread downwards.
"Your Majesty, no!" cried a blood-soaked dragon elder.
The old man felt the icy chill of the polluted seawater, his turbid vertical pupils filled with determination.
He knew that the Dragon Palace... was doomed...
But the bloodline of the dragon race must not be extinguished.
Then his gaze locked onto the source of the terrifying will deep within the crack in the dome, which indifferently watched everything.
"Fish Emperor!" The old man burned with his last bit of life force, his imperial robes fluttering even without wind.
"In the name of the Dragon Emperor, I curse you all to be forever condemned to the abyss of depravity!"
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable golden torrent of energy erupted from the altar.
Wherever the golden light passed, the filthy blood mist was instantly purified and evaporated, like snow meeting the blazing sun.
The polluted sea creatures disintegrated and vanished the instant the golden light swept over them, leaving only wisps of black smoke.
The nine enormous crystal tablets surrounding the altar also disintegrated with a roar, swept away by the surging golden torrent that swept across the entire Dragon Palace Secret Realm.
The magnificent dome was torn apart, and the inlaid pearls fell one after another, like a tragic meteor shower.
The majestic palace complex trembled violently and collapsed under the combined pressure of the golden light and the distortion of space.
The once magnificent palaces of the Dragon Palace were reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye.