"Another one? How is this possible?"
Tiger Biao's expression changed as he swung his blade at the golden dragon. Upon collision, he immediately sensed an incredibly sharp and fierce power surging from the dragon's body. The domineering sharpness of metal seemed capable of slicing through anything. Paired with the Dragon-Taming Eight Forms, the golden dragon instantly clashed with Tiger Biao in a fierce battle.
Sea-Treading Style — the dragon's body stirred the void, transforming into massive tidal waves that surged continuously, wave after wave, as if forming a boundless ocean outside the body.
For instance, when the Azure Dragon used Sea-Treading Style, the surrounding manifested as a sea of blue imbued with the essence and laws of wood: continuous, entangling, and draining vitality through cycles of decay and rebirth — overwhelmingly tyrannical.
In contrast, when the Golden Dragon used the same form, it displayed the Laws of Metal. The sea turned golden, and each golden wave carried a razor-sharp force, shredding everything in its path — as if one had been thrown into a sea of blades and swords.
Then came Wind-Calling Style, a sonic attack technique. Dragon roars transformed into hurricane gusts, like the breath of a giant dragon. Due to their differing essences, the divine winds produced also varied: the Azure Dragon's breeze held the power of growth and decay, while the Golden Dragon's wind could turn metal to dust, shattering all into powder.
Though all forms of the Dragon-Taming Eight Forms shared the same martial concept and execution, the origin element of each dragon made the resulting phenomena vastly different and profoundly mysterious — truly ever-changing and ineffably wondrous.
It was a supreme battle technique, born solely for commanding dragons.
Although Tiger Biao possessed the power of the True Spirit Realm, he was still firmly entangled by the Golden Dragon, unable to free himself to assist Long Lie.
The Golden Dragon's attacks were formidable. One misstep could lead to devastating injuries. Its battle prowess alone was on par with the True Spirit Realm, and it constantly channeled the Laws of Metal to unleash various divine abilities:
— Golden needles raining from the sky.— Golden blades cleaving down like divine executioners.
These dragons were born of fundamental laws. All divine powers were simply expressions of these laws, so naturally, each dragon could effortlessly manipulate Heaven and Earth to unleash divine techniques.
"Remarkable... these transformed dragons can use battle techniques and even possess sentience — they fight independently like avatars. And each has combat strength comparable to a True Spirit Realm expert. No wonder he dares to face us alone."
The seventh Heavenly Demon revealed a look of intense interest.
This ability was akin to the Heart Demon Avatars of the Heavenly Demon Race, but even more powerful. These avatars possessed fully-fledged strength — a fundamentally disruptive force.
"You can't possibly summon more dragons like this!"
One Eternal Night prodigy leapt from a column of starlight with a furious shout.
He wasn't alone. Three more geniuses followed close behind. The thought of being stopped by just two battle dragons was absurd — pure fantasy.
"Oh? Then let me show you four more."
Yi Tianxing spoke calmly.
ROAARR!!
As soon as he finished speaking, four more mighty dragon roars rang out behind him. Four new dragons appeared — Water Dragon, Fire Dragon, Earth Dragon, and Wind Dragon.
Each instantly grew to thousands of meters in length, roaring skyward and diving into battle against the Eternal Night geniuses.
Each was imbued with a different fundamental force:
The gentle yet violent nature of water,
The tyrannical aggression of fire,
The unshakable might of earth,
The elusive swiftness of wind.
They clashed head-on with the new enemies. Although they couldn't immediately defeat them, they firmly tied them down in the sky, where divine techniques and battle forms flared in succession.
"More!!"
The rest of the Eternal Night prodigies couldn't sit still.
Another five emerged from the starlight.
If Yi Tianxing could pin them all down without even moving, it would be a humiliation for all Eternal Night prodigies — their reputation reduced to ashes.
"As you wish," Yi Tianxing replied nonchalantly.
Five more dragon roars echoed behind him.
Five new dragons appeared — Thunder Dragon, Poison Dragon, Ice Dragon, Void Dragon, and Dark Dragon.
These five surged forward and tangled with the five new enemies. Due to their unique law origins, they were even more overbearing and unpredictable. They began gaining the upper hand, faintly suppressing their opponents.
The heavenly battlefield above White Crow City raged on. Below, vast Eternal Night legions surged toward the war fortress, launching a relentless assault. Yet compared to the apocalyptic clash above, the ground battle seemed almost insignificant.
Within the city, many Great Yi soldiers looked on in awe and fervor.
Yi Tianxing's overwhelming power inspired shock and reverence from the bottom of their hearts.
"Our Emperor is truly unfathomable. This divine art that commands true dragons is unheard of. In all the classics of the Scripture Pavilion, nothing like this has ever been recorded. It must be the Emperor's personal Imperial Dao cultivation technique, infused with the power of the Imperial Path. Each dragon is like an avatar of himself, with power equivalent to the True Spirit Realm. Unbelievable."
Zhuge Liang lightly waved his feather fan, a glint of astonishment flashing in his eyes.
The Scripture Pavilion, one of his favorite places, housed nearly all the books of the Great Yi Dynasty — from civilian texts, biographies, and cultural histories, to legends and advanced cultivation manuals. It was revered as a sacred place of learning.
But some things weren't stored there — such as Yi Tianxing's Heavenly Emperor Dragon Scripture.
It was a supreme scripture of the Imperial Path — naturally reserved for the royal family. Imperial scriptures were highly restrictive, often limited by cultivation, bloodline, or the number of allowed users.
This one, in particular, was so exclusive that only Yi Tianxing could cultivate it. Even if someone else obtained it, they couldn't train in it. This was the binding force of the Heavenly Scripture. Unless Yi Tianxing died or transcended to an unimaginable level, this fact wouldn't change.
Although the people of Great Yi had long speculated about his technique, no one had imagined it would be so terrifying when revealed.
Eleven dragons, battling against the Eternal Night prodigies — the sight was truly earth-shattering.
"Eleven dragons... the Emperor truly is the supreme Great Emperor. To command dragons in battle — this is far beyond terrifying. I can feel that just one of these dragons could easily kill me. Even the aura they emit makes it hard to breathe. It's incredible."
"I heard these Eternal Night prodigies are all at the True Spirit Realm. Yet not even one of them can overpower a single battle dragon. Honestly, I think their reputations are inflated. They're not as fearsome as we were led to believe."
"Eleven already… How many more can the Emperor summon? If it's a one-on-one fight, who could possibly defeat him?"
Within the war fortress, soldiers whispered in awe and admiration, their eyes blazing with fervor.
"So this is the technique my husband cultivates… No wonder I always feel an instinctive reverence when I stand beside him. This divine art lets him command dragons in battle."
Ao You's eyes sparkled with sudden realization.
She had always sensed a vague pressure from Yi Tianxing but could never pinpoint its origin. Now she understood — this technique carried a deep suppression over dragonkind, even affecting their very bloodline.
If the dragon race discovered this, their attitude toward Yi Tianxing would likely change dramatically.
"A formidable Emperor indeed... But don't think this alone is enough to stop us. I am a Heavenly Demon — formless, shapeless, master of endless transformations."
The Seventh Heavenly Demon's gaze turned colder. Such a peerless genius must not be allowed to live. The longer Yi Tianxing survived, the greater the threat to Eternal Night. He must be tested — and, if possible, eliminated today.
With a flash, he leapt toward one of the dragons — the Golden Dragon.
In a single step, he seemed to compress space, appearing instantly before it. Reaching out, a multi-colored ruler shimmered into his grasp. One glance at this artifact caused countless emotions to rise involuntarily — illusions and delusions flooding the mind.
"Just what I was waiting for."
Yi Tianxing's eyes lit up as he shouted.
ROAR!!
Another dragon roar rang out behind him. A tide of holy white light burst forth — sacred and pure, radiating boundless light.