Paragon of Sin

The dragon roars shook space, time, spirit, and soul!

Dragons began to manifest, condensed from pure, refined astral force, stimulated by the bloodline of a True Dragon, and infused with the quintessential profundities of Kratos, Ori, King, and Eden!

There were not one, three, or nine, but TEN DRAGONS! Nine were obscenely gargantuan, their slithering with clawed forms extended for 108 Kilometers in total length. They were pristinely white, yet their scaled forms were all substantially different, each embodying the characteristics of one of the nine elements of the Material Dao—Earth, Water, Fire, Wind, Metal, Lightning, Wood, Magma, and Ice!

The tenth dragon was considerably smaller, roughly 108 meters in length, an extremely miniaturized version of the others, yet it exuded an equally majestic and tyrannical aura. They all had richly vibrant eyes that were spiritually active, reflecting an awareness that was no lesser than any other sentient creature in existence. As they danced amongst each other, coiling and twisting freely, they exuded a faint milky nine-colored mist that gave the dreary Dark Void life.

Standing upright atop the tenth dragon's head that was silver as his eyes, Wei Wuyin had his arms folded, his expression incomparably calm, his eyes effusing the purest of chilly light, and his aura was rising by the second.

In the brief moments of their formation, Highlord Bluecloud regained his awareness, instantly raising his guard, and his heart was deeply shaken by the sight before him. His jaws slightly dropped as ten dragons, nine of which were titanic-sized. He saw how they each had their own gravitational force, how their five-clawed limbs rent space with every casual movement, how their eyes contained an overabundance of spirituality, and how the chaos mana was being drawn in with their every breath!

°He has dragons?!°

With all the information his Spiritual Sense was obtaining, Highlord Bluecloud saw these dragons as real as true beasts of hardened flesh and flowing blood. While their master, Wei Wuyin, steadied himself atop the smallest one's head, seeming like an Emperor of Dragons, unmatched and unchained by heavenly law. This perceived moment felt as real as his own heart pumping blood through his chest—incomparably so.

There was a wisp of fear that slithered into his mind, linking these dragons with the Ancient Fire Phoenix, feeling as if they were beasts that were reared by Wei Wuyin and summoned by that young Mortal Sovereign Alchemist. As such, he felt a chill course through his spine.

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to gather his thoughts and launch a thorough investigation, and his beliefs, no matter how mistaken, wouldn't change what would happen next!

"Go!" Wei Wuyin ordered in his heart, exuding the charm of a Great Commander. The nine dragons heeded his orders, roaring with their sharp teeth-riddled mouths wide as they did. With violent movements, they acted; their claws rent space as they clawed forward, their slithering bodies exuded light energies, and their breaths contained nine-colored mist.

Highlord Bluecloud immediately went on the defensive, forming a hand-seal which resulted in an outburst of his Mystic Aura and thrusting out a palm in Venerable Slayingsword's direction, sending copious amounts of his Mystic Power into the nearly fractured barrier. The barrier began to heal rapidly, faintly growing thicker.

Woosh!

Highlord Bluecloud was met by the fastest of the nine dragons, the Lightning Origin Dragon; its body flickered and screeched with active lightning. It was like a ray of literal light as it seemingly instantaneously emerged beside Highlord Bluecloud. It opened its ravenous maw and a rumbling thunder resounded!

BOOM!

TRUE THUNDER DRAGON'S SPIRITUAL ROAR!

His eyes contracted instantly as a violent rush of Spiritual Force assaulted his Mystic Soul. This was the exact spell that Wei Wuyin had used a moment earlier, eliciting surprise from his mind as he hadn't expected this dragon to be able to execute that spell nor move so fast! He felt odd, as if his sense of temporal awareness was slightly irregular, but after spreading his spiritual sense, he discovered nothing similar to Temporal Dissonance.

Fortunately, despite this strangeness, he was a Demi-Mortal Lord, adept at Spiritual Spells, and had already established defensive measures against it to avoid his previous embarrassment.

BOOM!!

The thunderous roar infiltrated his Sea of Consciousness, causing Highlord Bluecloud's expression to shift aggressively to become an extremely unsightly sight distorted by pain, confusion, and uncertainty.

This Spiritual Roar was far, far stronger than before! The thunder clapped in his Sea of Consciousness, turning his limbs cold and his scalp eerily numb. At his chest, a Mystic Rune shone brightly, exuding a vivid Mystic Light that enveloped him into an egg-like construct, as solid and sleek as refined steel.

SNAP!

The maw of the Lightning Origin Dragon chomped down, consuming the tiny-by-comparison Demi-Mortal Lord in a single move.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Not even a millisecond after, hundreds of thunderous booms resounded as the Lightning Origin Dragon shrunk with each rumbling sound of thunder within its body. It kept going until it was only 108 Meters in size, which took only a second to do.

BOOSH!

From the stomach area of the Lightning Origin Dragon, a streak of Mystic Light shot out, freeing itself from the confines of its body. There were tethered strands of thin lightning arcing around this zooming light. After it traveled a hundred miles away, it was revealed to be none other than Highlord Bluecloud, his aged face holding a particularly grim expression.

WOOSH! WOOSH!

ROAR! ROAR!

Before he could rest or think, two dragons twirled around him, unleashing world-shaking dragon roars that distorted space and mana. Highlord Bluecloud's eyes widened as an unbearable heat swelled within his chest, and his limbs were consumed by a frigidness that could freeze ice itself. Again, he was too slow to react to their approach, as if they were far away one moment and extremely close the next!

"Argh!" He explosively shouted as a burst of Spiritual Power violently erupted from his body, expelling those chaotic sensations, including the searing heat and frostiness from his Sea of Consciousness, affecting his every thought with great discomfort.

SNAP! SNAP!

That moment caused him to be consumed twice as the Ice Origin Dragon and Magma Origin Dragon melded together with an explosive collision, merging as one and becoming an uneven ball of ice and magma with the recently ascended Highlord at the center.

Once again, raging sounds erupted as the ball shrunk and then unfurled to become two 108-meter dragons. These dragons were remarkably swift, slithering away just before an explosion occurred, freeing Highlord Bluecloud once again. His pre-prepared defensive Mystic Rune at his chest went dim, suffering considerably from the continuous assaults.

WOOSH! WOOSH!

Highlord Bluecloud refused to fall for the same tactic. With a thought, he executed his Movement Art as the deep-blue cloud beneath his feet glowed a faint light, and then like a burst of sudden lightning, he vanished! Instantly, he arrived eight thousand miles away, clearing a considerable distance between those large dragons.

At this point, he realized that those dragons might not be real creatures and that something was affecting his sense of perception. Unfortunately, as said before, this did him little good!

Pop!

A strange sound pricked his ears despite being within the Dark Void. He felt something through his Mystic Aura, but before he could properly react, once again, six Void Portals manifested around him. Through each of these Void Portals were six different yet remarkably similar sounds that sent his heart into turmoil!

ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!

ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!

The remaining six Elemental Origin Dragons—Fire, Earth, Wind, Water, Metal, and Wood—unleashed their respective Spiritual Roars, causing Highlord Bluecloud to experience a siege of spiritual spells as if fighting against six individual cultivators with stronger spiritual strength than Wei Wuyin himself.

He was immediately sent into a stupor, his eyes losing the light of awareness as the elements assaulted his body, mind, and spirit. If it weren't for his recent advancement to the Demi-Mortal Lord, this attack would've caused his Mystic Soul to suffer irrevocably severe damage.

CHOMP!

They all collapsed, colliding with the unfortunate Demi-Mortal Lord at the center, and they similarly unleashed devastating explosive sounds befitting their respective elemental origins. In the distorted sphere of six elemental powers, Highlord Bluecloud's Mystic Rune at his chest ignited fiercely into flames, and the light enveloping him solidified.

Six 108-meter-sized dragons soared out of the sphere, flying towards Wei Wuyin as they circled him in a draconic dance, bearing their fangs, roaring ferociously, and sending disdainful gazes toward the world. With his arms folded against his chest, his back like a heaven-holding pillar, and his eyes exuding endless majesty while circled by those ten obedient five-clawed dragons, he resembled a true Divinity of Dragons.

BOOSH!!