Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 5504 Sovereign Dragon Valley

Normally, they would definitely resist. After all, this was their purest essence blood. Once lost, it would take a long time to recover.

But now, none of them hesitated. There was neither fear nor doubt as they believed in Long Chen. They could entrust their lives to him, so who cared about a little bit of blood?

As Long Chen’s hand seals were constantly changing, countless runes swirled on top of the dragon scale.

Suddenly, the dragon scale rose and started to spin. Its mirrored sides reflected the world around it, and a dazzling beam of light shot forth, scanning the heavens and earth like an all-seeing eye.

The Dragonblood warriors stood calmly amidst the gathering, allowing their dragon blood power to be extracted. Their gazes were fixed on the dragon scale as it continued its search, its light sweeping across the realm in endless revolutions.

Finally, the dragon scale came to a halt, its light locking onto a distant point in the void. Without warning, it started to blaze with intense energy.

BOOM!

The dragon scale exploded just like that.

“What?!”

Cries of shock and confusion filled the air because of the sudden explosion. Yet, instead of dissipating into fragments, the energy of the scale condensed into a swirling vortex.

Through this vortex, a glimpse of another world emerged—a realm filled with the ancient aura of the immemorial dragon race.

“That’s...!”

The crowd stared in stupefied silence, overwhelmed by the majesty and mystery of what lay before them.

“Go!” Long Chen shouted.

The Dragonblood Legion was the first to move, directly diving into the vortex and vanishing.

Seeing that, the Dragon Domain’s experts didn’t ask any questions and also charged inside, following the Dragonblood Legion. Even the colossal Ten Thousand Dragon Nests were drawn into the vortex, their immense forms swallowed effortlessly.

Once everyone had gone in, Long Chen also entered. After that, the void quaked as the spatial gate collapsed, sealing the path behind them.

BOOM!

...

“This place is...?

Before them stretched a vast and untamed world—a land of towering mountains, boundless plains, and primordial forests. Sheer cliffs pierced the clouds, ancient vines as thick as dragons coiled around them, and immortal mist wove through the air. A potent dragon might permeated everything, a force so overwhelming that it seemed to resonate with their very souls.

The scent of their ancestors lingered here—a testament to a bygone era.

“This is the Dragon Domain of the primal chaos era,” Long Chen explained, his voice carrying the weight of history. “It is called Sovereign Dragon Valley.”

“Sovereign Dragon Valley?!” One of the patriarchs gasped. “This place was once ruled by the sovereign dragon race?”

Long Chen nodded solemnly. “Indeed. This place belonged to a minor tribe of the sovereign dragon race. Though small, it represented the pinnacle of dragon race authority during its time.”

The sovereign dragons were the kings of the dragon race, but they were divided into seven great tribes, each led by a commander. These commanders, in turn, fostered countless sons and daughters, and only the most exceptional among them could inherit their legacy. To prove their worth, they would leave their tribes and carve their own path, their deeds contributing to the glory of the dragon race.

This valley had once been home to one such tribe.

“Does that mean there are descendants of the sovereign dragon race here?!” someone blurted out, but the realization quickly silenced them.

This place was a minor world, and they couldn’t sense any other bloodline fluctuations here, which meant that this world was empty.

Long Chen’s gaze swept across the valley, a trace of sorrow in his eyes. “No one remains. The warriors of Sovereign Dragon Valley perished in the primal chaos war. From the calm state of this world, it’s clear that they departed in full force, leaving no one behind. Not a single soul survived to return.”

Long Chen couldn’t help but sigh. Although the Dragon Sovereign hadn’t explained all the details, he could guess.

Within this sealed minor world, no survivors of the dragon race could be found. This meant that every soul in Sovereign Dragon Valley—no matter their strength—had marched into the primal chaos war, leaving none to return. The battle must have been unimaginably desperate.

In the past, Long Chen might have struggled to comprehend the scale of such desperation. However, his journey through time had granted him a glimpse of that era—a fleeting yet harrowing fragment of the conflict.

Back then, the flames of war burned throughout every corner of the nine heavens and ten lands. In order to survive, they had unleashed every last bit of their power.

Hearing this, everyone felt a wave of grief. They couldn’t help looking at the children in their own ranks. These children had also not had a chance to grow up.

“Do not despair!” Mo Yang’s shout rang out, breaking the silence. “Our ancestors sacrificed everything, but the dragon race endures. Their bloodline flows in us, so their will lives on. We will raise the banner of the dragon race and announce to the world that the dragon race is going to stand at the peak of the nine heavens and ten lands again!”

“That’s right, we have to get stronger. We’re not going to disappoint our seniors by fighting amongst ourselves,” said another peak heavenly genius of the dragon race.

Hearing that, all of them felt a wave of shame. Their race’s decline was something every single one of them shared some blame for. If Long Chen hadn’t come and brought a change to the Dragon Domain, then the infighting would have continued until they were destroyed. Thinking about it now, they felt a cold chill.

It felt like a nightmare. They practically couldn’t believe they had been so foolish. It was such a simple problem, but they were unable to solve it.

“Everyone, come with me,” Long Chen said.

Spreading his wings, he flew forward. As everyone followed him, they saw giant mountains that looked like snaking dragons.

“Those are... dragon veins!” a patriarch exclaimed, his voice trembling with disbelief.

It was said that when a Dragon Emperor of the sovereign dragon race died, their body would transform into Dao. After becoming one with heaven and earth, they would turn into a dragon vein that would protect the land’s karmic luck for their descendants.

The Dragon Domain had the Ten Thousand Dragon Nests to maintain their karmic luck, but this was a second-rate method in the primal chaos era. Dragon veins were the most precious gift left behind by the dragon race’s seniors to their descendants.

Seeing these mountain ranges, all the dragon race’s experts were profoundly shocked. As they flew through this space, they felt a powerful blessing entering their bodies and stirring their bloodlines.

They had once used every method to awaken their dormant runes without success, yet now, those same runes began to stir, releasing strange fluctuations as they awakened on their own.

“The dragon race will climb to the peak once more!”

Tears streamed down the faces of the patriarchs. The previous battle had taken half of their lives, but they felt like even dying right now would be worth it.

Just as everyone was excited by this discovery, they saw an enormous divine palace up ahead. The palace rumbled once they got close, and a wave of dragon might washed over them, as if cleansing their souls.

“This is...”

Seeing this majestic divine palace, they were all stunned.