Chapter 42: Chapter 42: The Ancient Dragon Tearing the Sky Chapter 42: Chapter 42: The Ancient Dragon Tearing the Sky When Muria turned twenty-one, almost all the baby dragons had experienced their slumber and had entered the adolescent dragon stage. The surge of power after hibernation stirred a sense of rebellion in many dragons, challenging the rules Muria had set down.

Muria then sent these rebellious young dragons, one after another, to the strengthened punishment array to remind them of the fear he had once instilled in them as baby dragons.

Managing ninety-five baby dragons is nowhere near as challenging as dealing with ninety-five young dragons, but the surge in management difficulty was still within Muria’s capacity.

There were hundreds of Gold Rank cloud giants in the Dragon Castle, not to mention hundreds of storm giants standing by. For these young dragons at the bronze and silver ranks, challenging him is a hundred years too soon.

As Muria was about to turn twenty-one and step into his twenty-second year, six red dragons who had been in deep slumber for nearly two years woke up to begin their juvenile period. Their power progressed to the Silver Third Rank, and they had grown to fifteen meters long.

After awakening, they first replenished their skeletal bodies from the protracted sleep through heavy feeding before gathering together.

“Let’s challenge Muria together!” Just as when he became a baby dragon, the juvenile dragon Auston suggested.

“I refuse!” Renata, without hesitation, refused this proposal. During the young dragon period, she had been focused on learning magic. Among the six red dragons, she had mastered the most magic, with the highest casting ability. Now she had the confidence to refuse her older brother.

“I also refuse!” Cynthia followed shortly, showing her attitude that she is not willing to challenge Muria.

“Why?” Auston looked at his two smaller sisters incredulously. He thought that with their current power, they could definitely defeat Muria together, but why are they reluctant?

“A meaningless challenge,” Cynthia rebuked her older brother without mincing words, “Don’t you see how many giants are under Muria’s command? Any cloud giant he sends out could easily defeat us. What’s the point of challenging Muria?”

“Auston, I also think it’s pointless to challenge Muria. If we really unite together to defeat him and make him angry, we’d probably be finished. I don’t want to challenge him.” The juvenile dragon Albert added to the discussion.

“If you want to go, go by yourself, don’t drag us down with you!” Auston’s sister Jessica sneered.

“…” Auston remained silent. A single dragon challenging Muria was plain ridiculous. Even without needing to ponder, he knew that he would unquestionably be toyed by Muria.

Thus, Auston’s suggestion to challenge Muria ended as a mere suggestion, with no chance of becoming a reality. No dragon is stupid, this really has nothing to do with foolishness.

Those empty-headed-looking dragons are merely blinded by their power. When there is a stronger force, even the proudest Red Dragon would give it a thoughtful consideration.

As ever, the malevolent dragons residing in the castle led their lives, heading to bed and having meals promptly every day, studying and remembering their magic models at their leisure, while practicing the magic they had control over.

The only difference was that as the strength of the young dragons increased, their intelligence and magical talent also further intensified. Henceforth, on the first day of each month, Muria would lead a group of dragons to the White Jade Divine Palace for meetings.

Young dragons taken to the White Jade Divine Palace not only witnessed Muria’s wealth, but equally they were exposed to a magnificent and dragon-amazing Giant City built around the White Jade Divine Palace.

The young dragons who followed Muria also saw the power he held. Countless giants and sea clans would without fail worship Muria at their first sight. This scene made the dragons respect him immensely. This power both fascinated and scared them.

The more they knew, the more they revered Muria. This was the mental shift of the young dragons living in the Five-Colored Dragon Castle.

…

“When can I enter the sleeping period?” Muria, who was soon to be twenty-four years old, fretfully ruffled his hair in his room.

Although his power was continuously growing, there hadn’t been signs of him advancing to the Gold Rank. Hence, Muria craved to enter slumber, and then achieve a burst of power through it. However, his baby dragon stage was surprisingly prolonged.

“Do I really have to wait until I’m about thirty before I can enter my slumber period?” Muria thought, somewhat irritated. He had gone to the Crystal Castle to ask Dragon Mother Atreus about the slumber period.

“It’s normal. As an Ancestral Golden Dragon, my life essence is more formidable than a regular Golden Dragon. You are my son. Even though it seems your bloodline has weakened from your first sleep, they are still considerably stronger than the standard Golden Dragon.”

Hearing Muria’s doubt, Dragon Mother Atreus didn’t think it was a big deal. She believed it was better for her son’s slumber period to come later.

“By the way, please prepare yourself during this period. Because your bloodline is weakened, I have contacted our old home… err, your grandfather. He will probably arrive soon, and then he will help you with this issue.”

“My grandfather!” Muria recalled what the Golden Dragon Mother said not long ago, rubbing his face.

His grandfather is named Dimos Eilonsas. When Muria was born, he had already read his autobiography. According to the memoir, his grandfather was an awe-inspiring Ancient Golden Dragon. From birth, he had never lost a fight, and had beaten many formidable creatures across Elasia during his lifetime.

…

Over a year passed in the blink of an eye for Muria. When he turned twenty-five, he began to feel particularly drowsy, his hours of sleep each day extended, and his hunger increased, eating multiple times his usual intake in each meal.

This told Muria that his hibernation was about to begin. He began to issue multiple commands to minimize any complications that might arise during his deep slumber.

At the White Jade Divine Palace, he summoned the cloud giant leader, the leader of the Mist Giants, representatives of lots of other giant tribes, and many leaders of the Sea Clan. He ordered them to continue operating as usual during his hibernation and forbade them from carrying out any massive actions on their own.

At the Five-Color Dragon Castle, he split his personal guard of three hundred and twenty-six storm giants that he had accumulated over the years in half. Half of them were sent to the Giant City and given law enforcement rights to maintain peace and order.

The other half of the storm giants were left at the Dragon castle to watch over the young dragons, ensuring that not a single one leaves the Five-Color Dragon Castle.

Moreover, to prevent the young dragons at the castle from causing trouble in his absence, Muria began to appoint some dragons that had achieved the best grades in magic studies as managers.

As for the remaining four types of evil dragon, Muria appointed two or three dragons from each type as temporary managers. As for the white dragons, he directly entrusted the Academic Overlord Dragon Clodia with the power to command all the white dragons, hoping that she would guide these incredibly weak white dragons to study magic intensely.

Just when Muria had arranged everything and was about to welcome his coming slumber, he, sitting in his room half asleep, suddenly felt all the blood in his body boiling and stirring.

“What’s going on?” Muria looked up at the ceiling. This was not a sign of his impending hibernation. Instead, some entity was approaching him, causing resonance within his bloodline.

“Hiss!” Muria looked down at his hand, which had always been fair and chubby like that of a baby. But now, after his blood began to boil, golden scales started to appear on his hand.

“What’s happening?” Muria’s face turned serious as he extended his mental energy, observing his body’s changes from a third-person perspective. He found that golden scales began to grow sparsely from every part of his body.

“Dragonization.” Muria frowned. He was fully aware of his current transformation and could guess who the approaching entity was.

His maternal grandfather, the Ancient Golden Dragon, Dimos Eilonsas.

“Your Majesty! The sky outside…” At that moment, Muria’s personal maid, the shapely Mia, entered the room in panic, gesturing frantically.

“What’s the hurry? Take your time and explain.” Muria frowned at the panicked blonde girl. He had never seen Mia so off-balance. Considering his personal maid was exceptionally brave, it must be something serious to frighten her like this.

“I don’t know how to describe it, it’d be better if you personally go check out the castle’s platform.” After hearing Muria’s words, Mia calmed down a bit, then looked at Muria growing golden scales over his body in shock.

“Your Majesty, What’s happening to you?”

“It’s nothing serious.” Muria replied calmly, even though he was internally panicking. Yet, his face remained expressionless. As a ruler, he could not easily show panic.

Muria was quite fond of his half-human, half-dragon form. However, now it seemed his Golden Dragon lineage had been fully activated, and he might turn into a humanoid creature covered in golden scales.

“Let’s go! Let’s see what has terrified my maid so.” Suppressing his internal chaos, Muria appeared remarkably calm, heading outside his room.

Once he left his room, he found that it wasn’t just him who sensed it. All intelligent creatures within the castle had felt it. They sensed the arrival of a grandiose entity.

In the castle, some young dragons and underage Cloud Giants knelt trembling on the ground, even many adult Cloud Giants were prostrated on the ground, trembling slightly.

Muria walked along the castle’s corridor with a furrowed brow. He found that most giants and dragons inside the Dragon Castle had lost the ability to act. They were all intimidated and only a few Storm Giants managed to suppress their instinctual fear and followed Muria after seeing him.

“What exactly is happening?” With a trace of unease but mostly curiosity, Muria ascended the platform at the Dragon Fortress and looked up at the sky above Taiji Island.

“…” What entered his vision left Muria agape, losing all ability to speak. Now he understood why his maid had been so terrified.

Because, in the sky above Taiji Island, the blue heavens with its white clouds, as if it was a torn rag, had been shredded into pieces by an entity emanating endless golden light like the sun…

Countless massive black cracks covered the sky in Muria’s vision, forming a vast black network that shrouded not only the entire Taiji Island but also the entire Titan Islands.

“The sky is torn…” After a long time, Muria muttered to himself. This moment, he ignored the increasingly prominent Dragonization phenomenon happening on his body because the scene before his eyes was too shocking. It felt like the sky was collapsing, the end of the world was imminent.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by Aunomay Read