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The seemingly clear spring water felt surprisingly viscous as Qin Yi stepped into it.
However, being immersed in it didn't bring discomfort. Instead, a refreshing fragrance filled his nostrils, mouth, and ears, creating an oddly soothing sensation.
"Regardless of its effects, this feeling is quite pleasant." Qin Yi silently took in the experience.
He soon realized that the Mythical Water was no ordinary spring. It was infused with a unique energy. To put it simply, it was a fusion of some mysterious substance and the spring water itself, giving it its otherworldly power.
This strange power might very well be the key to eternal life.
Gradually, Qin Yi began to sense the energy within the spring water. It glowed with a faint blue light as it flowed into the terracotta figure, awakening him.
The stiffness and the sensation of being trapped within the clay body began to dissipate. The earthen shell around him crumbled away rapidly, revealing Qin Yi's true form.
"This mysterious energy... it makes me feel completely at ease!"
When Qin Yi opened his eyes, vertical pupils appeared within them, signaling his transformation.
In an instant, his body began to undergo a rapid change.
Black scales erupted from his skin, his neck elongated, and his body twisted into a serpentine form. His face transformed into that of a fierce beast, whiskers sprouting from his cheeks. Within moments, his face was fully that of a dragon.
"Roar!"
A mighty roar echoed through the cavern, as Qin Yi's dragon body, claws, and tail completed their transformation in an instant.
The Mythical Water seemed to have awakened the latent power within the Dragon Emperor's body, activating a fragment of his ancient bloodline, completing the shift from human to dragon.
"Splash!"
A black dragon, 33 Meters long and 3 meters thick, rose from the water, sending waves through the spring. The sight left Zi Yuan stunned. Unlike the Dragon Emperor in the myths or movies, Qin Yi's current form mirrored the totemic beast of ancient Chinese legend!
The black divine dragon exuded immense majesty and authority. With every breath, the air trembled, the wind howled, and those in its presence were filled with awe.
This was no ordinary beast, it was a divine creature resurrected from myth.
Qin Yi's five dragon claws sank into the ground, anchoring his massive body, while his tail swayed slightly. He felt the immense power coursing through him.
Without a doubt, the power of this dragon form far surpassed his human one. Ancient dragon bodies were formidable beyond compare, with strength far greater than tigers or elephants. Though this form was not as powerful as those in the Immortals or Primordial Worlds, Qin Yi was still pleased.
At the very least, in this world, his dragon form was invincible.
"Zi Yuan, you possess the ancient mystical powers. Will you aid me in unifying the world and purging all injustice?" The deep, resonating voice that emerged from Qin Yi's mouth shook the very ground beneath them.
"You've already gained all the power you need. Why would you still require my help?" Zi Yuan retorted coldly, rising to her feet and pointing her sword at him once more.
"You don't know what's good for you." With an icy expression, Qin Yi surged forward in an instant, his dragon body darting through the air and appearing directly before Zi Yuan.
"Roar!"
His dragon claw came down with terrifying force. Zi Yuan raised her sword to block, but her frail human body, despite her martial prowess, was no match for Qin Yi's overwhelming strength.
With a thunderous crash, Zi Yuan was sent flying across the room, slamming into the wall. Her body shattered on impact, blood spilling from her mouth as her breath grew ragged.
"With your strength, do you really think you can stop me from unifying the world?" Qin Yi sneered, his laughter cold as ice.
With a mighty swing of his dragon tail, he charged out of the cave and into the raging snowstorm.
The dragon form he had assumed was entirely different from the Dragon Emperor of the myths. The three-headed Western dragon was a mere mockery of the majestic beasts in Chinese legend.
Outside in the snowstorm, General Yang, waiting with the others, faintly heard the roar of a beast. Looking up, he saw a legendary black dragon emerging from the swirling snow, its massive form shaking the very ground.
"A dragon?!"
Panic swept through the group. The ancient divine beast, once thought to exist only in stories, filled their hearts with both awe and fear.
The black dragon moved with terrifying speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was upon them, kicking up a cloud of snow and dust.
"It is I!"
Amidst the dragon's roar, Qin Yi's voice rang out clearly. The dragon's massive form shuddered as it morphed back into a human, and Qin Yi reappeared before them, his towering presence commanding the scene.
"Your Majesty!" General Yang and the others were initially stunned, then overwhelmed with joy.
The Dragon Emperor possessed such immense power, he could transform into the ancient Chinese totemic beast. To General Yang, the significance of this power was unmistakable.
At this moment, China had only just begun to emerge from its feudal past, with remnants of outdated, feudal ideologies still lingering. An emperor who could transform into a black dragon symbolized a profound shift, one that would carry tremendous weight for the future.
"Follow me to the ancient tomb, and I will summon my old troops to cleanse the world of injustice!" Qin Yi commanded.
"Understood!" General Yang responded loudly.
Without hesitation, Qin Yi transformed back into the black dragon and led General Yang and his forces down the mountain.
"You all take the helicopter. I'll go ahead!" He ordered.
With that, Qin Yi soared into the sky, quickly heading toward the tomb's location. Flying in his dragon form at such high altitudes thrilled Qin Yi. He had come to enjoy the sensation deeply.
Flying was instinctual for dragons, much like it was for birds. It was a power embedded in their very genes, a gift they were born with.
As he soared over the snow-covered Himalayas, the sky was filled with thick, rolling clouds that resembled an endless ocean. From the airplane, passengers gazed through the windows at the vast sea of clouds, which created an ethereal feeling, reminiscent of an endless white ocean or the undulating peaks of Yun Shan. The sight stirred their hearts.
Meanwhile, Qin Yi reveled in the sight and sensation of the clouds, his spirits lifted as he flew.
Covering thousands of miles in moments, he eventually looked down and saw the towering half-body statue below. He realized he had arrived at his destination.
"In this world, time is of the essence," Qin Yi thought to himself. "I must summon my army, unify China first, and then expand across the world!"
His eyes narrowed with determination, and he dove downward.
"Boom!"
With a deafening crash, Qin Yi landed on the statue's head.
Drawing his sword, he pointed it toward the sky, his expression hard and cold. With a sudden shout, he bellowed:
"Awaken!!!"
His voice reverberated across the land, shaking the earth. The ground trembled, and numerous formation pits appeared, revealing rows of clay soldiers. Crafted from earth, they stood at attention, emanating an aura of iron and blood.
Then, the sound of synchronized footsteps echoed:
"Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom!"
From the pits, the terracotta soldiers, armed with long spears and banners held high, began to march out. They stood before Qin Yi, their expressions fierce and determined, each one a battle-hardened warrior.
Looking down at them, even from his high vantage point, Qin Yi could sense the exceptional quality of these soldiers. Despite their clay form, they radiated power and precision.
Nodding in approval, Qin Yi felt satisfied with their readiness.
Taking a deep breath, he spoke once more, his voice filled with quiet authority.
'(End of Chapter)'