Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Thud.

Thud.

Limbs and arms fell from the sky.

Broken weapons and so on.

The whole area was filled with the pungent stench of blood.

All eight so-called high-class bloodline tribes bowed down!

Puff—

The remaining three Infinite Level experts also fell.

Their Qi Sea and meridians were completely shattered!

This meant they lost their cultivation and combat power, no different from ordinary people!

The whole scene quieted down.

Fang Yu slowly descended.

Roar—

The Divine Dragon suddenly appeared, hovering in the air.

But it only hovered for a moment before disappearing without a trace.

At the center of the scene.

Fang Yu stood proudly, eyes sweeping over the surroundings.

The people of the Eight Great Clans, all prostrated on the ground…

Even the mysterious ally who helped him was also prostrating, which puzzled Fang Yu.

Fang Yu couldn't understand why they suddenly fell down?

Could it be that after witnessing his immense strength, they were frightened? The moment he performed the Divine Dragon Possession, combined with the Guiyuan Sword Intent and the Holy Artifact Dragon Roar Sword, his cultivation was instantly elevated to the epic realm.

This realm had not been surpassed by anyone in eight thousand years.

It was also the realm they all longed for in their dreams!

At this point.

They finally understood why this young man before them could cultivate so quickly in the current world!

Because…

He is of the Ancient Dragon Clan.

That Divine Dragon explained everything.

It is said that the dragon, the mightiest of scaled creatures, can conceal or reveal itself, can be small or vast, can be short or long, ascend to the heavens at the Spring Equinox, and dive into the abyss at the Autumn Equinox.

The Song people described dragons like this: horns like a deer, head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, neck like a snake, belly like a clam, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, paws like a tiger, and ears like a bull.

Rich and vivid in form, lifelike in appearance.

That Seven-Colored Divine Dragon is the totem of Huaxia!

It is also the most powerful race of Huaxia, the Dragon Clan.

The bodies of the Dragon Clan are naturally of all attributes, their recovery, strength, and power all far exceed those of ordinary beings…

Their cultivation speed is completely above the Ten Great Bloodlines.

But…

No one had ever seen it with their own eyes.

Now, they saw it with their own eyes. Astonished beyond measure!

In the present scene.

Only Jiang Xiaoxiao, Jiang Wei, and Chen Daotian did not kneel, too shocked to extricate themselves.

Among the crowd…

Huangfu Wencai was trembling, his legs weak.

"This… how can it be! How could this happen…"

Huangfu Wencai could not accept such a result, losing control of his body due to fear, collapsed directly to the ground.

Fang Yu did not even glance at him… his eyes fell on the mysterious expert who helped him and said lightly, "Senior, please rise."

After all, the man had helped him a lot, there was no reason to let him kneel.

That mysterious expert did not dare to look at Fang Yu, only said, "Your Highness… I dare not."

"Your Highness?" Fang Yu was bewildered.

Seeing him not getting up, Fang Yu was a bit displeased and said, "When I tell you to rise, you rise… otherwise, don't blame me for turning hostile."

With these words spoken, the mysterious expert had to get up, respectfully coming to stand by Fang Yu's side.

During this period, no one moved, nor dared to move.

Not even daring to breathe loudly.

Fang Yu glanced around, raised his hand, and set up an Array Formation Gang Wind Shield to block out the conversation sound.

"Senior… what happened to them?"

The mysterious expert raised his hand and removed the black mask from his face.

It was a middle-aged man of about fifty, with deep eyes and sharp features.

The middle-aged man bowed and said, "You are a descendant of the Dragon Clan… that Divine Dragon indicated that you are the true bloodline of the Dragon Clan, the most noble and orthodox bloodline on this Huaxia Continent, Jiuzhou… according to the earliest rules and laws of this continent, they are all your ministers."

"Ministers?" Fang Yu looked confused, "Could there be a mistake… how am I a descendant of the Dragon Clan… they are the True Dragon Clan."

The middle-aged man disdainfully glanced at Huangfu Zhan and said, "The True Dragon Clan is merely a branch of the Dragon Clan, an insignificant bloodline… among the Ten Bloodlines, none can compare to the Dragon Clan… the Dragon Clan has existed since Ancient Times, the most powerful bloodline in the world. When the Dragon Clan ruled the Jiuzhou Continent, the Ten Bloodlines were just small tribes headquartered in various states. You order them to die, they would not dare say no…"

"Really? Am I so awesome? I used to think I was the reincarnation of the Dragon Emperor also because of that Divine Dragon. Later found out I was not… this has thoroughly confused me." Fang Yu said.

"Your Highness… during the time the Secret Realm was sealed, the current world's order was maintained by the Dragon Emperor… this was intentionally so by the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Clan granted him the Reincarnation Technique for cultivation, which could produce powerful Emperor Dragon Energy, making his cultivation far above ordinary people. Hence, he could stand tall on Jiuzhou. But now the Secret Realm erupts again… all tribes have returned, and the Dragon Clan will stand tall on Jiuzhou once more." The middle-aged man said.

"That is odd… I see that they seem to only now realize I am a descendant of the Dragon Clan?" Fang Yu wondered.

"This…"

The middle-aged man was momentarily stunned, unsure how to continue Fang Yu's topic, "Your Highness, dealing with their matters is more urgent right now, these things were supposed to be told to you by your mother, it's not quite appropriate for me to interject."

Fang Yu looked around.

Everyone was completely prostrated on the ground.

Obviously, they all only knew of the existence of the Dragon Clan, even revered the Dragon Clan to the extreme.

Fang Yu nodded and said calmly, "Alright… you don't have to be like them. The times have changed now… I am not used to it either."

"Yes."

Even so, the middle-aged man still stood respectfully aside.

Fang Yu waved his hand, and the Vigorous Qi Shield disappeared.

Scanning his gaze.

Everyone trembled intensely.

At this moment…

The only remaining clan leader of the Jiuli Clan, Gongsun Yang, with sweat all over his head and a chill running down his spine, quickly came before Fang Yu, kneeling down with a thud—

"Your Highness! I did not know it was Your Highness who personally came! Please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Fang Yu glanced indifferently at Gongsun Yang and the Jiuli Clan corpses lying around, saying, "How many Jiuli people are left?"

Gongsun Yang said with trembling hands, "Returning to Your Highness… only I remain!" With these words, Gongsun Yang suddenly began to sob quietly, eight thousand years of being a clan leader, eight thousand years of history, supporting the clan members to this day, yet fallen to such a state!

Fang Yu frowned slightly and said, "I spare your life… consider it leaving a trace of bloodline for the Jiuli. Otherwise, even if I exterminated your entire Jiuli Clan, you couldn't say a word."

"Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness!" Gongsun Yang kowtowed, even though it was Fang Yu who killed his Jiuli clan members, he dared not hold any thought of revenge.

It was at this moment that Fang Yu realized the power of the Dragon Clan.

And the mysteries surrounding his own status as "His Highness," how many are there really? All of this would have to wait until he met his mother to be clearly explained.

"Gongsun Yang… the instigator of all this is the True Dragon Clan inciting trouble. If you have any hatred towards me, speak freely… but I just want to tell you, there is a cause to every grievance, and a debtor is accountable! If you really want to seek revenge on me. Then feel free to do so!"