Following this, something incredibly fantastical occurred.
Only the sound of scales scraping across the snow underneath could be heard, the sound of rustling abounded and then, a sound akin to the fracturing of rock could be heard.
The Black Dragon was in the process of slowly shrinking in length and size.
The listless, black mountain range, slowly transformed into a mountain ridge.
The Black Dragon continued shrinking.
The mountain ridge finally became a small bump upon the ground’s surface.
The ice and dust shrouded dragon scales, had transformed into an old-looking black dress.
After a brief moment, a hand slowly extended from within the black dress, a pale and delicate hand.
The hand touched upon the ground and lightly flexed, raising up her body.
Wearing the black dress was a young girl.
An extremely pretty girl.
The young girl had a frosty expression, her eyes had pupils that were vertical slits and she possessed an excessively bewitching charm. Though she looked very young, she gave the feeling of extreme apathy.
Between her brow was a singular red line, that spoiled this feeling.
This was a wound that was going to be difficult to recover from, but it was also alluring, akin to an adornment that was fashionable within the Zhou Empire’s Capital many hundreds of years ago.
She couldn’t stand up, because she was currently too weak, too tired; it was also because she had, around her ankles, two small, long chains.
The two chains were covered in rust and extended into the darkness, tightly grasped within the hands of two legendary Divine Generals that were depicted upon the wall.
She looked at Chen Chang Sheng who was within the pool of blood before her, saying, with a cold expression: “If you were to betray me, then I will withstand my disgust and devour you.”
She said those words calmly and coolly, but also assuredly.
She had used human speech, her voice clear and crisp. Coupled with her infantile look, she had the appearance of a little girl.
In truth, converting to human years, she was only around 13 to 14 years of age.
Upon Chen Chang Sheng’s heavily damaged body, blood stains permeated.
It was however, hard to distinguish whether the blood was his own, or dragon blood.
He was immersed within her blood.
The Primordial Dragon’s blood was slowly restoring his body.
The ruptured blood vessels, at a speed noticeable to the eye, gradually resealed; his ulcerated skin, under the glow of the Luminous Pearls, slowly recovered its smoothness; as for his broken bones and internals, they needed a longer time to heal, but everything was evidently recovering.
His face was still pale, but his breath slowly steadied.
The black-garbed girl stared at him; the stare lasted for an extremely long time.
After a long period of time, having confirmed Chen Chang Sheng would live, and that her precious drop of dragon blood had not been wasted, she could no longer endure her weakened state and thus, fell into a tired slumber.
Chen Chang Sheng was asleep within the blood pool opposite her.
The two of them, respectively slept within the icy cold underground.
White mist gently wandered and bloody corals fragmented throughout.
A scene that was filled with blood, yet strangely transcendent and divine.
Snow and wind, enmeshed the skies, the outside of the Imperial Palace was silent and devoid of people.
Two snow mastiffs were joyfully playing upon the cold, snow-laden ground, pouncing upon each other; only the cold gaze within the mastiff’s eyes reminded people that these were ferocious beasts.
The palace maid held onto the leash and stood to the side, showing that she was feeling somewhat bored. Snowflakes fluttered across her pretty eyes and you could make out the remnants of makeup across her brows; it was actually Mo Yu. She was originally a palace maid, if it wasn’t for Her Divine Majesty, The Divine Empress’ recognition, as the descendent of a convicted official, she would have spent her entire life in some secluded isolation palace.
A figure slowly emerged from within the blizzard; Mo Yu smiled as she went forward to receive them.
The Divine Empress ignored the snow mastiffs that had prostrated themselves upon the snow in a show of fear and deference; she expressionlessly walked over to the abandoned well.
After a moment, her brow gently quivered; she was rendered slightly speechless. He actually lived?