BXBX NOVEL Chapter 5507 This Is Not a Trial
Chapter 5507 This Is Not a Trial
Long Chen was alarmed. Could this so-called trial truly be this lethal?
“Those with weaker cultivation bases, fall back! Let us take the vanguard! Hold the formation!” shouted Mo Yang over the chaos.
He charged to the very front with his dragon spear, blocking the swords. However, these swords were too powerful. One pierced through Mo Yang’s shoulder, sending a spray of blood into the air. Seeing this, Chi Wufeng and other leaders rushed forward to join forces with Mo Yang and block the relentless assault.
After a moment of chaos, the Dragon Domain’s experts regrouped into a formation. Having weathered countless battles, they adapted swiftly. Yet, as they pressed on, the bridge’s runes glowed even brighter, unleashing more attacks. The bridge soon ran red with blood, and the dragon race warriors fell one after another.
The Dragonblood warriors were stunned to see this. Was this really a trial of the dragon race? Why was it so bloody?
“Charge!” shouted one of the patriarchs.
Seeing their disciples sacrificing themselves like this, the patriarchs couldn’t bear it any longer and were about to step onto the bridge.
“Don’t!” Long Chen shouted, immediately raising his hand to stop them. “This is their trial.”
“These old bones of ours have no potential left. Let us open the way for them!” begged the black dragon race’s patriarch as he stared at Long Chen.
The elites of the dragon race—the very future of their kind—were dying before their eyes. When the patriarchs saw this, their hearts ached unbearably. They would gladly sacrifice themselves in place of their young.
Long Chen shook his head. “You might be able to protect them now, but not for a lifetime. They’ve already grown up. If they want to become pillars of the dragon race, they must be able to face death head-on.”
The scarlet dragon race’s patriarch cried out, “But this is just a trial!”
“Who told you this is a mere trial?!” Long Chen’s voice thundered, his expression severe. “In this world, what isn’t a trial? For cultivators, every battle is a life-and-death struggle! You must have the courage to face death! Which true expert wasn’t forged through mountains of bodies and seas of blood?! Which true expert grew up protected by the wings of their seniors?!
“The dragon race has already declined to the point where any random force dares to bully you. You were on the verge of annihilation! Do you think this is just any other trial? If you cannot claim the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, if you cannot inherit the legacy of your ancestors, how will you survive the next battle for the Dragon Domain’s future? Will you let the dragon race be destroyed or enslaved, reduced to mere tools for the Brahma Pill Valley? Maybe even nothing more than the medicinal ingredients they raise?
“This Ten Thousand Dragon Nest is your only hope to rise again. It is the cornerstone of your revival—your chance to defy the heavens and change your fate! Is it not something they should risk their lives for?”
Long Chen’s words reverberated like a thunderclap, shaking everyone to their core. For the first time, they saw him truly angry.
Long Chen added, “Let me tell you, if you cannot cross this bridge within six hours, the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest will sink into this minor world. Reactivating it will be a task for those a million years from now. If you wish to cower and leave this burden to your descendants, then by all means, wait.”
Hearing that they only had six hours, everyone started to panic. Six hours? Half an incense stick’s time had passed, but they weren’t even one percent across the bridge.
“The dragon race faces adversity head-on! Who would leave our problems to our descendants?! Then what would be the point of us living?! Charge!” shouted one of the dragon race experts.
Everyone on the bridge heard Long Chen’s words, and with a furious roar, they charged forward.
Their morale rose. At this moment, it was vaguely possible to see their dragon blood connecting—their power resonating. With every individual’s power supporting each other, they were like a solid block.
At last, the formation’s true might began to shine as they pushed forward fearlessly. But this newfound speed came at a heavy cost. Weaker warriors continued to fall, and the sight was heart-wrenching.
“Boss, let us join as well!” said Guo Ran.
Long Chen shook his head. “We are Dragonblood warriors, but we ultimately are not members of the dragon race. We cannot stay with them forever. This is their fight, their fate to decide. Unless you plan to shield them for the rest of their lives, helping them now would only cripple their growth.”
Seeing the experts of the Dragon Domain dying one after another, Long Chen also felt immense pain. But this was unavoidable. As this was the order of the Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign, he couldn’t defy it.
He could see that those who fell were the ones whose wills wavered. Their hearts were burdened with fear, distracting them and leading to their deaths. But the fault didn’t lie entirely with them. It was the higher-ups of the Dragon Domain who had “protected” them so well that they had never really grown up.
Long Chen’s earlier anger at the patriarchs stemmed from this realization. Their good intentions had created this tragic outcome. Still, their willingness to sacrifice themselves for the Dragon Domain was admirable, so Long Chen refrained from cursing at them directly. They were only foolish, not bad.
“Charge!” Mo Yang and the others roared, their eyes red.
Countless heroic spirits of the dragon race appeared, attacking them in the form of giant dragons. Mo Yang and the others had to slaughter their way through them.
The Dragonblood warriors couldn’t bear to watch at first, but they quickly realized something. These heroic spirits were incredibly powerful, to the extent that the Dragon Domain’s experts were fundamentally not a match for them.
However, they were only testing whether or not these youngsters had the courage to face them. Those who showed unwavering resolve and risked their lives to press forward were allowed through, but those who faltered were mercilessly struck down.
BOOM!
Finally, Mo Yang reached the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest. The barrier around it quivered, and the heroic spirits of the dragon race instantly vanished. The battle was over.
After that, the gate to the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest slowly opened.