The history of this family can be traced back thousands of years. They once ruled a huge empire with supreme power and glory. However, as time went by, the family gradually declined, and today only a few dilapidated palaces and memories of history remain.
The surname of this imperial family is Yao. Their family history can be said to be full of legend. They gradually developed from an inconspicuous tribe to a powerful dynasty, and then gradually declined.
During the heyday of the family, they built many magnificent palaces and temples with unique architectural styles and were hailed as treasures of ancient architectural art. Among these buildings, the most famous one is the Nine Dragons Palace. This palace has a unique architecture and is decorated with nine giant dragons, which symbolizes the supremacy of imperial power and the inheritance of the family.
Under the family's rule, their empire once prospered, and its economy, culture, and military reached their peak. However, as time went by, problems gradually appeared in the family's rule. In some key decisions, the emperors of the family often made mistakes, which led to the country's gradual decline.
In the later years of the family, they began to pay attention to luxury enjoyment and power struggle, and gradually ignored the governance of the country and the suffering of the people. Some emperors even indulged in excessive lewdness and brutal killings, which greatly reduced the family's prestige and authority. In this case, the people began to rebel, which eventually led to the family's downfall.
Today, this imperial home has become a part of history, and most of their palaces and temples are dilapidated, and some have even been submerged in the dust of time. However, their history and stories are still told and become part of the Chinese nation.
And their gatekeeping ability is called Dragon Qi Jue.
The night when the ancestor of the Yao family obtained the Dragon Qi Jue was also quite magical.
In the deep night, the stars twinkled, and the moonlight was like water, shining on a huge ancient stone monument. This is a mysterious relic left in the dust of time, full of unknown majesty and strangeness.
A mysterious figure wearing a black robe, with his head lowered, was standing in front of the stone tablet. He held an ancient talisman in his hand, shining with a faint golden light. In his other hand, he respectfully held a radiant jade box. The mysterious power revealed from it made the surrounding wind stop.
Suddenly, the ground trembled, and the huge stone door under the stone tablet suddenly opened, and an ancient, solemn and vital breath poured out from the door. In the depths of the flickering light, a huge dragon shadow began to appear. Its figure was like floating clouds, ever-changing, but full of real texture.
The mysterious figure held the jade box high above his head, and his voice was low but full of determination and sincerity.
"Great True Dragon, I hereby extend a sincere invitation to you. I hope you can sign a contract with me and share power. I am your friend, your partner, and your servant. I salute you, and may our power Together we can create endless legends.”
Then he closed his eyes and concentrated. His body began to emit a strange light, echoing the mysterious power in the jade box.
The huge dragon shadow began to approach, its eyes shining with wisdom and majesty. It seems to be examining this mysterious figure, confirming his sincerity and strength.
Time seemed to stand still, and then Long Ying nodded slowly. At that moment, all the sounds disappeared, leaving only the silence and solemnity filling the air.
The moment Long Ying nodded, the light in the jade box burst out instantly, intertwined with the image of the dragon. It is an ancient and powerful contract, a connection of souls, a friendship that transcends life and death.
The man in black's body trembled. Obviously, this was caused by the transfer of power. He closed his eyes tightly and silently endured this powerful impact.
Suddenly, the rock shook slightly, and a powerful pressure rushed towards him. Alexander gripped the dagger tightly, jumped back alertly, and stared straight ahead.
A huge figure flew out of the cave, it was a real dragon. Its scales are as hard as armor, and its eyes are like two bright stars.
The stars of the Milky Way seemed to shine for a fierce battle. On a huge ancient stone wall, a man stood like a sculpture, his whole body surrounded by mysterious power. It was the power of a divine dragon, majestic and mighty, spurting out from his limbs and bones, making his figure look like a sacred sculpture in the night.
His eyes were like two cold moons, cold and bright, revealing perseverance and determination. His face was as resolute as a knife, showing the tenacity that had gone through countless winds and rains but still stood firm. His black hair dances in the wind, which is the dance of his soul. It is a portrayal of fearlessness and unrestraint. His body, wrapped in the power of the dragon, seemed to be covered with a battle armor flowing with golden lightning. That was his belief, his persistence, and his determination.
In front of him, the evil spirit twisted and writhed in the darkness, like the incarnation of darkness, violent and vicious. They appear in various terrifying forms, some are like giant boneless snakes, winding on the ground; some are like bats hanging upside down on the rock wall, making ear-piercing screams. Every demon exudes strong malice, like a dark abyss, trying to swallow everything up.
However, faced with the evil spirit's malice and threats, the man remained indifferent. There is only firmness and determination in his eyes, and the passion for fighting in his soul. He slowly raised his right hand, palm upward, as if borrowing strength from the sky. The majestic divine dragon power surged out again, concentrated on his palm, and turned into a bright golden light. Then, he suddenly waved his arm, and the golden light shot towards the group of demons and evil spirits like lightning.
The golden light came into contact with the evil spirit, causing a violent explosion. Dark smoke instantly filled the air, drowning the world around it. When the smoke gradually dissipated, the man still stood there, his figure appearing taller and more resolute in the night. And those evil spirits have turned into smoke and dust and dissipated in the air.
This was a silent battle, with no rhetoric or roaring. Only majestic power and firm determination intertwined and collided in the night, like the climax of a symphony, making the world tremble.
The man gently put down his hand and turned to look deep into the stone wall, where more evil spirits were ready to move. He showed no fear at all. On the contrary, his eyes shone with determination. He knows that this is his mission, his responsibility, and his honor. He is willing to face all evil spirits and protect the world with his strength and belief.
This is the Dragon Qi Jue.
