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Chapter 451 Purpose
Inside the Lingxiao Palace, the grand peach feast was in full swing.
Celestial music filled the air, and fine wine rippled in crystal cups. The immortals toasted each other, chatting and laughing.
Lin Qiye sat upright at the table, his brows slightly furrowed. His gaze swept over the immortals clinking glasses in the hall, then he looked down at the peach in front of him that he had only taken a bite of, and couldn't help but mutter, "Although we will fight together, our team's strength is not enough..."
"That's enough! That's enough!"
The Jade Emperor suddenly interrupted him with a smile, gently shaking the jade cup in his hand, the amber-colored celestial wine reflecting his meaningful gaze.
As he spoke, the supreme ruler of the Three Realms turned his gaze to the corner of the hall—
Zhang Yun was seen crouching furtively in front of the offering table, his left hand gripping a peach, which was dripping with juice, while his right hand kept stuffing the immortal fruit into his wide sleeve.
What's even more outrageous is that he also had a burlap sack hanging from his waist, which was already bulging with all sorts of delicacies.
"Is that right, young friend Zhang Yun!" The Jade Emperor suddenly raised his voice.
"Ah?" Zhang Yun shuddered in fright, and the fairy fruit he had just stolen fell to the ground with a "plop" and rolled to the feet of the Jade Emperor.
The hall fell silent instantly, and all the gods' eyes were focused on the young man who had been caught red-handed stealing food.
"Could you please invite your true self to come for a chat?" the Jade Emperor asked with a kind smile.
Zhang Yun stared blankly, subconsciously wiping the juice from the corner of his mouth: "The...the real one?"
He turned to look at his teammates. Lin Qiye looked blank, Baili Pangpang was frantically giving him signals, An Qingyu's glasses flashed with a sharp light, and Shen Qingzhu had already silently taken three steps back, showing with her actions that "I don't know this person."
“Um… Your Majesty,” Zhang Yun scratched his head, “Are you sure you haven’t mistaken me for someone else? It’s just me, there’s no such thing as some kind of ‘real person’…”
"It's worth a try," the Jade Emperor said with a smile.
Zhang Yun swallowed hard, and with a forced smile, shouted into the air, "I...I am here! Someone is looking for me!"
The hall was eerily quiet.
Baili Pangpang covered his face and muttered under his breath, "Oh no, oh no, this is so embarrassing..."
But in the next second——
"boom!!!"
The entire Lingxiao Palace trembled violently!
In the void, a dazzling galaxy suddenly unfolded, stretching across the entire Heavenly Court!
That's not an ordinary galaxy, but—the river of time!
The river surges on, each drop of water reflecting different fragments of time and space: ancient battlefields, glimpses of the future, silhouettes of reincarnation...
And above the long river, an indescribably enormous figure slowly emerged—
The dragon's body meandered like a continuous mountain range, its bronze scales shimmering with an ancient luster under the divine light, its left eye as bright white as the blazing sun, and its right eye as deep blue as the cold moon!
—The True Form of Zhulong!
"Holy crap!!!" Baili Pangpang immediately knelt down, "This is... Zhang Yun in real life?!"
Lin Qiye's Buddhist magic form unfolded instinctively, and the black box straight sword was drawn half an inch from its sheath with a "clang"!
An Qingyu's glasses flashed wildly: "Energy reading... off the charts!"
...
Above the long river of time, the true form of the Candle Dragon resides in the void.
His dragon body meandered like an endless mountain range, his bronze scales flowed with chaotic energy, his left eye was as bright white as the sun, and his right eye was as dark blue as the moon. His body was wrapped in chains of the laws of time, each chain seemingly connecting different times and spaces.
He looked down at the Jade Emperor, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes: "You are the Jade Emperor of the Great Xia?"
The Jade Emperor nodded slightly, his nine-dragon imperial robe fluttering without wind: "Indeed, greetings to Senior Zhulong."
Zhulong chuckled lightly: "You're too kind... But what business do you have with me?"
The Jade Emperor said solemnly, “Cthulhu is about to awaken, and the Three Realms are in imminent danger. I implore you, senior, to lend a helping hand.”
Zhulong narrowed his eyes: "Cthulhu? Those octopuses sealed on the moon?"
Jade Emperor: "..."
Lin Qiye and the others: "..."
Baili Pangpang muttered under his breath, "Old octopus... that's such a casual description..."
Zhulong glanced at him: "What? Do you think I'm wrong?"
Baili Pangpang quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no! Senior is right! That thing really does look like an octopus!"
Zhulong nodded in satisfaction: "You have a good eye."
Zhang Yun slowly raised his dragon claw, and a chaotic-colored bead appeared in his palm. Inside the bead, it seemed as if an endless starry sky was flowing, and countless phantoms of gods and demons could be vaguely seen struggling and roaring within it.
"The Chaos Pearl?!" The Jade Emperor's pupils constricted. "This is... a supreme treasure of chaos?!"
Zhulong chuckled: "Indeed, I refined three thousand gods and demons within the Chaos Pearl and comprehended over a hundred laws. In terms of strength..."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the assembled immortals and gods, and said in a calm tone, "He should be a little bit stronger than your so-called 'Supreme God'."
All the gods and immortals: "..."
Baili Pangpang swallowed hard: "A little bit... how much is that?"
Zhulong thought for a moment: "Probably... enough to kill ten Ra gods with one slap?"
Everyone: "..."
The Jade Emperor took a deep breath: "If you, senior, can lend a helping hand, Great Xia is willing to treat you with the highest courtesy."
Zhulong waved his claws: "No need for formalities. I have no interest in your empty gestures."
"Call my clone if you need anything!"
Then disappeared.
Outside the Lingxiao Palace, countless immortals and gods peered out.
Venus: "That's... Zhulong?!"
Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King: "That brat Zhang Yun... is actually the reincarnation of Zhulong?!"
Chang'e: "What a handsome dragon..."
Pigsy: "Master, I want to eat roasted dragon meat..."
Sun Wukong: "Idiot! Those are our own people!"
Nezha (modern version) poked his head out of the solitary confinement cell: "Wow! What a huge dragon! Can I ride it?"
Nezha (the official version) grabbed him and pulled him back: "Shut up! Keep facing the wall!"
...
Inside the Chaos Pearl, at Kunlun Ruins.
There is no sun or moon, no stars, only endless chaotic energy flowing through the void, occasionally streaking across a few broken fragments of laws, disappearing in an instant like shooting stars.
Zhang Yun sat cross-legged in the center of Kunlun Ruins, surrounded by a faint halo of chaotic light. His eyes were slightly closed, and the Candle Dragon mark between his brows was faintly visible.
Around him lay the corpses of countless gods and demons.
Each corpse contains a different law of power.
"call--"
He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the desolate battlefield, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.
"Still...too weak."
Zhang Yun looked down at his palm, where a chaotic golden core floated, its surface shimmering with faint patterns of laws.
"Golden Core Realm..."
He muttered to himself, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.
Inside the Chaos Pearl, he comprehended hundreds of laws.
"Of the three thousand laws, I have only comprehended less than one-tenth..."
He looked up into the void, where a phantom river of time floated, reflecting countless fragments of the future—images of him standing atop the heavens, and of his tragic fall into chaos.
"If one cannot transcend, one is still just a mortal."