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Hei Jiao looked up at the sky, where lightning flickered ominously, signaling the arrival of the Heavenly Tribulation. However, he felt no fear. After becoming Jiao Long, he sensed an overwhelming strength within himself. The Heavenly Tribulation did not instill a sense of danger in him.
He turned his gaze toward the skies above the capital, his dragon-like eyes filled with confusion. He had already realized that the golden light that had surged into his body was pure Dragon Qi. It was precisely this that had allowed him to break through to Jiao Long in one go. But why would the Dragon Qi of Da Li assist him?
Suddenly, he pondered his own identity. Could it be because he possessed royal blood? Did the Dragon Qi recognize that he was destined to face calamity and thus left him a seed of power? This seemed to be the only explanation.
Hei Jiao cast a strange glance at the Dragon Qi, which was also gazing back at him. There was an inexplicable emotion within it, and slowly, he closed his eyes. Beside him, the centipede had grown significantly larger, clearly having absorbed a considerable amount of Dragon Qi.
Hei Jiao's eyes flickered as he raised his Dragon Claw, unleashing a stream of mysterious light that struck the centipede, shattering it into pieces. "This is all I can do to help you," he murmured. "If the emperor does not change, there’s nothing I can do."
With that, he surged upward into the clouds. As soon as he entered the cloud cover, he was bombarded by countless bolts of lightning.
Meanwhile, in the capital's National Master’s residence, Pu Du Ci Hang suddenly leaped up, spitting out a mouthful of blood and turning pale. "Who dares to disrupt my plans?" he shouted in a mix of anger and shock.
He struggled to stabilize his injuries and in an instant appeared in the sky. As he opened his eyes, glowing with a Buddhist light, he noticed that the centipede on the golden dragon was gone.
His expression changed dramatically. "Damn it! Who did this?"
Suddenly, he looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds gathering over a mountain outside the city, illuminated by flashes of lightning. His pupils constricted. "The Heavenly Tribulation? How is this possible? Who is undergoing tribulation?"
His eyes widened, and the Buddha light around him intensified as he tried to discern the figure within the thunder tribulation. Suddenly, he let out a horrified scream, covering his eyes with his hands as blood trickled from them. He had been injured—wounded by the thunder tribulation—and its terror was now all too clear.
Fear gripped his heart as he hurriedly fell to the ground, too frightened to gaze upon the presence within the storm any longer. Alongside his fear, confusion swirled within him; how could such a terrifying entity exist in the capital? Was it perhaps an Old Immortal from a forbidden area?
Meanwhile, on another mountain outside the capital, stood an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a golden robe. He stared intently at the thunder tribulation above, his brow furrowed deeply. He had never anticipated encountering such a fearsome presence.
It resembled a Jiao Long, but not the Dragon Lord of Dongting Lake—could it have come from overseas? But what could its purpose in Da Li be? Countless thoughts raced through the old man's mind.
The Hei Jiao soared through the clouds, its body crackling with lightning, yet it absorbed every bolt without harm. It felt no threat from the thunder at all. Finding it somewhat strange, it opened its mouth wide, unleashing a terrifying suction.
Before long, all the lightning was consumed, enhancing its physical form slightly. The hundred-foot-long Hei Jiao hovered majestically in the air, exuding an aura of power and dominance.
As it turned its head, its dragon eyes fixed on the distant old man. Startled, the old man realized it was a Hei Jiao—something he had never seen before.
With a hum, the Hei Jiao shimmered with light and a young man appeared in mid-air. With a single step, he materialized right before the old man.
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