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Jun Qi took a step forward, and her entire body began to emit a draconic aura. The pressure was so great that she wasn't able to defend against it in time and fell to her knees.

"You … "Who are you? Why have I never seen you in the Dragon race?"

General Tao hurriedly used his strength to barely block Jun Qiyan's dragon might, and stopped kneeling down.

With the addition of his own spiritual power, the dragon's might instantly multiplied. General Tao dropped to his knees, his knees sinking deep into the ground.

The other silver dragons that couldn't resist in time began to bleed from the corners of their mouths. It was clear how strong Jun Feiyan's dragon might was.

The dragon race was a clan with strict order and hierarchy. The purer the bloodline, the stronger the prestige of the dragon race.

"She is the daughter of the Dragon God. I'm afraid General Tao does not even have the qualifications to call her aunt!" The little gold dragon stood at the side with his hands behind his back. His sharp and cold eyes did not carry a single trace of warmth.

Back then, this man had participated in the rebellion. The destruction of the direct line of descent must have been due to him.

The daughter of the Dragon God?

"How is this possible? The Dragon God had already ascended to the Realm thousands of years ago. General Tao's eyes widened in anger. He could be considered an old man in the clan. How could he not know if the Dragon God had a daughter who would stay with him?

"Aunt …" "Aunt." Xiao Jinlong unnaturally paused for a moment before continuing, "Aunt has already absorbed the Dragon's Tears to transform into the Dragon's Body and obtained the Dragon God's strength. Do you think that the ordinary Dragon Clan can do it?"

"This …" General Tao was astonished. Such a powerful dragon's might was something even the little gold dragon couldn't accomplish. Only the Dragon God could do it.

"Greetings, aunty!" General Tao still licked his face and called Jun Qiyan 'Aunt' for no other reason than that she was the daughter of the Dragon God.

In this strictly hierarchical race, the side branch did not have the qualifications to be directly related to the main branch. Moreover, with his talent, he had already lost track of which side of the family he belonged to.

"Since everyone is so courteous, let me say a few simple words." Jun Qiyan hung up a charming smile, retracting Long Wei.

Since the identity of the Dragon God was so useful, then she wouldn't be polite.

"All of you, follow your aunt's instructions." General Tao respectfully lowered his head. Although there was unwillingness in his eyes, he was also afraid of Jun Qiyan's dignity.

"I want you to take Little Gold Dragon as your master, rebuild the Dragon Palace, and repent to the loss of your direct descendant, the Eight-winged Golden Dragon." Jun Qianyan enunciated each and every word clearly, using his mental strength and mighty aura to transmit these words to the ears of everyone present.

When the little gold dragon heard this, his gaze fell upon the proud and charming woman standing in front of him like a ray of sunlight. She actually remembered his blood feud and remembered his tragic death of his family.

"No! Little Gold is our clan's traitor!" General Tao roared under the pressure.

"Traitor?" Jun Qiyan suddenly felt infuriated. He stepped forward step by step, and with each step, the pressure became more and more intense, until General Tao couldn't even stand up straight.

"What is a traitor? "If you don't respect the clan rules, will you be sentenced to death by a bastard?"

"Offending from below, isn't it a sentence to rebel against the law?"

"Joining forces with an enemy to steal and sell?"

"General Tao, don't you know where the previous Dragon King's Dragon Throne came from?" Jun Qiyan stood in front of General Tao, his fingers moved slightly. General Tao was gripped by the neck by a golden dragon qi.

"Aunt …" "Spare me!" General Tao had no way to fight back against Jun Qiyan. The suppression of his cultivation level had left him unable to release even the aura of a dragon.

"Who was the one who killed the bastard?" Jun Qiyan glared at him.

"Yes …" "Me."

"Who was the one who tried to usurp the throne?" Jun Qiyan continued to interrogate him.

General Tao could not struggle as he shut his eyes in despair, "Yes …" "Me."

"Who is the one who stole the clan?" Jun Qiyan had an evil and ruthless look on his face.

"I have never done anything to steal or sell my clansmen!" Allied foreign enemies and stole clansmen. No matter how despicable he was, he would never do anything that would harm the dragon race.

Jun Qiyan stared fixedly into General Tao's eyes as he tried to determine whether his words were true or false. After a long while, he waved his hand, and General Tao smashed into the rubble, his mouth gushing blood.

"You don't know?"

"The previous Dragon King colluded with the Sword Spirit Sect to capture all the direct descendants and conduct experiments. Do you know what kind of experiments they were?" Jun Qiyan's eyes were empty, his thoughts a little erratic.

"It is to cut open the dragon's belly, peel off the dragon's skin, scrape off the dragon scales, pull out the dragon tendons, drain the dragon blood, and temper the dragon bone." Every time Jun Qiyan spoke, more and more people began to sob. Everyone looked at each other, as if they couldn't believe what Jun Qiyan was saying.

"Do you think that's enough? "No, other than the main branch, your Dragon race sends a certain number of dragons to the sword spirit sect every month. The people there are forcing the dragon clan to join with the human race, and then they pull out the children's tendons and skin, and burn their bones and scatter their ashes."

"You all have always prided yourselves on being the most united race. Don't you all know that there are inexplicably less people?" Jun Qiyan's voice was like a devil's voice that echoed in everyone's ears.

The people in the audience started to discuss with each other. The number of dragons seemed to be decreasing, but every time, the number of dragons decreased by a small amount. To think that it would be …

"Now, do you know why that coward chose to self-destruct?" Jun Qiyan's words once again exploded like a bomb. So the Dragon King turned out to be … Because the truth was revealed...

"Is that pervert still your king?"

"I am willing to take Little Gold Dragon as my master, and give the direct line of the Eight-winged Golden Dragon Clan as their name." Xu Fu stood up while bearing with the majesty of Jun Qianyan, his gaze was already burning with rage.

It was all because of their blindness. After all these years, they had been loyal subjects of such an indecent and cruel beast that persecuted their people.

"All of you are willing to take Xiao Jin Long as your master, to be the direct descendant of the Eight-winged Golden Dragon Clan."

The remaining dragons stood up one after another. Their orderly oaths echoed through the skies, shocking everyone to the point that their heads were standing on end.

Xiao Jin Long looked at the kneeling crowd below him, and his cold heart gradually thawed. Jun Qiyan appeared in front of him just like a god that had descended from heaven, saving this race that was on the verge of destruction.

"Qiyan, well done." Feng Chen Lang took a step forward. He had long since been intimidated by Jun Qianyan's words, just like how they had unconditionally followed her back then.

She could always make people's blood boil, make people want to walk further and higher. She could always give you a good beating when you were too pleased, and she could also encourage you to help when you were in a daze.

That was why people wanted to follow her and pay for her sake.