Xuanhuan: The Empress and I Swapped Bodies - Chapter 19

Shenlong Empress had no idea what Murong Wan’er was thinking.

At that moment, she was communicating with the Shenlong Imperial Seal.

“Why would such a terrifying heavenly tribulation descend just for a bloodline awakening?”

“It must be because his bloodline is far too extraordinary—that’s why this tribulation is so overwhelming!”

“Can he survive this tribulation?”

“Unknown.”

This heavenly tribulation was too terrifying. Even the Shenlong Empress and the Imperial Seal couldn’t be sure whether Ye Wushuang would make it through.

After all, Ye Wushuang was only at the Venerable Realm, and his cultivation wasn’t even self-attained.

A tribulation of this magnitude? Even the Shenlong Empress wouldn’t dare face it head-on.

So, she was deeply worried.

If Ye Wushuang failed to overcome the tribulation, all her previous preparations would be for nothing.

The Shenlong Imperial Seal noticed her concern and tried to reassure her:

“Don’t worry. The true power of the heavenly tribulation is still determined by the cultivator’s own strength.”

“No matter how devastating the calamity, there’s always a sliver of hope.”

“That kid’s comprehension is astounding—he grasped his own supreme Dao in just three months. This time, he’ll surely unleash unimaginable combat power and survive!”

The Imperial Seal’s words weren’t just to comfort the Empress—they were also to comfort itself.

It held Ye Wushuang in high regard.

A talent like his? It was the first time it had ever seen one.

Not to mention, it was secretly hoping to pair him up with the Empress as cultivation partners.

So, deep down, the Imperial Seal also wished for Ye Wushuang to survive.

As for the thoughts of the outside world? Ye Wushuang paid them no mind.

At this moment, the Bloodline Dragon within him had fully condensed, transforming into a colossal Divine Bloodline Dragon.

Then—it carried him into the skies, roaring at the heavens.

“ROAR—!!!”

Under the gaze of countless onlookers, Ye Wushuang let out a heaven-shaking roar.

At the same time, a Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon materialized around him.

The deafening roar of the dragon echoed in everyone’s ears.

The appearance of the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon left countless people stunned.

“What… what is that?!”

“A Divine Dragon?! An actual Divine Dragon manifestation?! Who is this person?!”

“Heavens! What kind of dragon is this? Its aura is so terrifying—I’ve never heard of such a thing before!”

“Could it be… another peerless genius with ancestral bloodline has appeared in the Shenlong Imperial Family? Are we witnessing the rise of twin dragons dominating this era?”

The Shenlong Empress had already broken all limits, reaching the Immortal King Realm at just twenty years old.

Her existence alone suppressed an entire generation.

Among her peers, none could rival her.

And now, another monstrous genius had emerged from the Shenlong Imperial Family.

This forced many to reconsider their stance—how should they react if the imperial family truly had Twin Dragons reigning supreme?

The Empress, unaware of these thoughts, stared in shock at the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon surrounding Ye Wushuang.

“So this is his Divine Dragon bloodline? But… its majesty is beyond anything I’ve ever seen!”

“Just its presence alone makes me feel an overwhelming pressure!”

“His bloodline rank… seems unfathomably high!”

The Empress’s own dragon blood was incredibly dense. As someone whose bloodline had regressed to its ancestral roots, she was practically on par with the bloodline of a true Dragon Prince.

Yet even she felt this bloodline suppression—how could this not shock her?

Even the Shenlong Imperial Seal was left agape.

“Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon… Legend says the Ancestral Dragon, creator of the Ancestral Dragon Scripture, was also a Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon!”

“Could this kid be the Ancestral Dragon’s direct descendant?!”

The Ancestral Dragon’s era was too distant, so the Imperial Seal only knew fragments of legends.

One such record mentioned:

“The Ancestral Dragon bore nine claws and five limbs—symbolizing the Supreme Sovereign of the Nine-Five.”

Now, as it observed the dragon surrounding Ye Wushuang—nine claws, five limbs, identical to the legends—it couldn’t help but suspect Ye Wushuang was the Ancestral Dragon’s heir.

Ye Wushuang himself was equally stunned.

He could see the Divine Dragon manifesting around him and sense the vast power surging within—his Divine Dragon Bloodline.

But he wasn’t even from this world. His ancestors had no legendary dragon bloodline.

The only possible explanation?

The phrase “Descendants of the Dragon” that people in his original world often spoke of.

“So ‘Descendants of the Dragon’ is real… Coming to this fantasy world actually awakened my Divine Dragon Bloodline?!”

The emergence of his bloodline made Ye Wushuang feel his power skyrocketing.

Though he was still at the Venerable Realm, his strength now far surpassed it.

More importantly—as he gazed at the Heavenly Annihilation Tribulation above, an inexplicable urge rose within him.

A desire to challenge it. To conquer it.

He didn’t know where this impulse came from, but… he acted on it.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Wushuang pointed at the tribulation and shouted:

“COME AT ME!!”

This wasn’t the demeanor of someone enduring a tribulation—it was outright provocation.

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

“Is he insane?! He’s taunting the heavenly tribulation?!”

“Good heavens, is he trying to die? Doesn’t he know that provoking the tribulation only makes it stronger?!”

“It’s over. This dragon is done for. No matter how potent his bloodline, no matter how much of a genius he is—under this tribulation, he’ll be reduced to ashes!”

Ye Wushuang’s actions were simply too audacious.

Many of the spectators were powerful experts who had seen countless wonders—but never had they witnessed someone so brazenly mocking a heavenly tribulation.

Just hearing his shout made them certain:

Ye Wushuang was doomed.

And sure enough—the moment his challenge echoed, the tribulation changed.

The lightning that had been writhing within the dark clouds… vanished.

Then, from within the golden gate above the clouds, a figure emerged.

Clad in blinding golden light, it descended like a deity overlooking the mortal realm.

Its gaze locked onto Ye Wushuang.

And then—it began its descent.