Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

The light lasted for a while, and then the doors began to slowly open from the center to both sides.

There was no roar, no vibration, only a continuous sound, like rusty gears finally starting to turn.

Behind the door was a spacious area bathed in a pale golden light.

In the center of the space, a huge golden dragon was curled up, like a sleeping beast.

Its size was larger than any dragon Ling Feng had ever seen, and its scales were covered with a layer of fine golden patterns, each scale looking like a carefully woven suit of armor.

Its eyes were closed, and its breathing was so slow that it was almost imperceptible.

Gu Yuena stood at the doorway, her gaze fixed on the golden dragon.

She stood there for a long time, as if waiting for it to wake up on its own.

Then the dragon slowly opened its eyes; they were golden eyes, without any impurities.

Chapter 321 Attempting Fusion

It looked at Gu Yuena as if it were looking at a figure it remembered but didn't fully recognize after a long time.

It spoke, its voice low, like an echo from the deepest part of the earth, carrying a heavy breathing sound: "You've come."

Gu Yuena said, "I've come to pick you up."

The Golden Dragon King remained silent for a while, as if digesting those words.

It slowly stood up, and as it moved, the golden scales rubbed against each other, making a soft, metallic clanging sound.

After it stood upright, it looked even larger than before, like a mountain slowly rising.

It looked at Gu Yuena with no hostility in its eyes, but also no affection; only a cautious gaze as if they were confirming each other's identities.

It suddenly laughed, a laugh like someone finally realizing their wrists are free to move: "You've been waiting a long time, haven't you?"

Gu Yuena said, "It will take longer than you think."

The Golden Dragon King looked into her eyes: "Then you should also know that after I come out, I will not go back."

Gu Yuena said, "I know. I didn't intend for you to go back."

The Golden Dragon King looked at her for a moment, then slowly moved his body and walked through the door.

The golden light slowly closed up after it passed by.

Ling Feng withdrew his hand.

Qian Renxue also withdrew her light.

The door closed behind them again.

The Golden Dragon King stood outside, his golden scales shimmering with a subtle luster in the closing light.

It looked up at the sky of the divine realm for a while, like someone who had been in darkness for too long finally seeing the light.

Then it lowered its head and looked at Gu Yuena, as if it had something to say, or as if it didn't need to say anything more.

Golden dragon wings slowly unfolded, like an open fan, with light filtering through the wing membrane and casting dappled shadows.

Ling Feng stood at the edge of the shadow cast by the golden dragon wings, looking into those golden eyes. In those eyes, he saw something that was almost certain.

That thing didn't feel like a promise; it felt more like everything that was about to happen.

Gu Yuena stood before the closing door, golden light receding from behind her like a tide withdrawing from her.

She watched the Golden Dragon King stand under the newly brightened sky, watched him slowly spread his golden dragon wings, watched him raise his head to look at the sky of the divine realm, watched him as if he had finally awakened from his long period of confinement.

Her gaze never left him, as if she was waiting for him to make some kind of choice.

The Golden Dragon King withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and looked at her.

There was no obvious hostility in those golden eyes, but there was also no gentleness that could easily blend in.

He spoke, his voice low, like an echo coming from the depths of the earth: "What do you intend to do with me?"

Gu Yuena said, "It's not about punishing you. It's about bringing you back."

The Golden Dragon King was silent for a moment: "I have never left."

Gu Yuena did not respond.

She could feel the power within him, the power that should have belonged to her, pulsating slowly, as if it were merging with his own will, so closely intertwined that it was hard to distinguish.

She clearly remembered the sensation of that power within her body, its temperature, and the trajectory of its flow through her meridians.

That power is now dormant within another being; she can feel it breathing slowly there, as if it had never been separated.

The Golden Dragon King looked at her silent expression, tilted his head slightly as if pondering the meaning of her words, and then said, "Do you think I would still obediently allow myself to be sealed, divided, and placed into different containers like I did back then? I accepted that seal back then because I wanted to preserve at least a portion of my power for when I could use it. Now the seal is broken, I'm out, and I will not step into any place you deem suitable again."

His tone was flat, without anger, only a firm, rock-hard confirmation.

Gu Yuena neither moved nor spoke.

The light around her began to change, gradually transitioning from a stable silver-white to a deeper hue, as if it were gathering together the fragments of power scattered deep within her body.

She could feel the fragments slowly moving toward her, like iron filings attracted to the same magnet.

Some of those fragments did not belong to her, or rather, those fragments once belonged to her, but had been worn into another shape during the long separation.

The Golden Dragon King sensed the change, and his pupils contracted slightly, marking the first time he had shown an expression of alertness.

He lowered his head, his voice lower than before: "You want to devour me."

Gu Yuena looked directly into his eyes, not avoiding his golden gaze: "It's not devouring. It's fusion. We were originally one."

The Golden Dragon King remained silent for a moment, as if to confirm whether her words were worth taking seriously.

He spoke, his voice a shade colder than before: "Maybe it was before. But you've forgotten how long I stayed in that seal, long enough that I learned how to be myself in the darkness."

He paused, then said, "What you see now is no longer the half that the Dragon God left on you back then."

Gu Yuena did not back down.

She took a step forward, and silver light spread from the soles of her feet, forming a halo that was expanding outwards on the ground, like a lake slowly unfolding.

The Golden Dragon King felt the touch of that light. He looked down at the spreading light beneath his feet, his scales shimmering with a faint golden luster. His voice finally carried a hint of genuine dissatisfaction: "You're forcing me to take action."

Gu Yuena said, "If this is the only way, then let's do it."

The Golden Dragon King did not reply.

He spread his golden dragon wings, stirring up a violent gust of air. Golden light surged from his body, condensing into a layer of armor along his body's contours, the edges of the scales gleaming with a scorching light.

He pounced on Gu Yuena, moving much faster than his size suggested, like a moving mountain pressing down on her, carrying a sharpness honed by long-term restraint.

As his claws sliced ​​through the air, they created a golden arc, and wherever the arc passed, it was as if the space itself had been torn open with a shallow crack.

Gu Yuena did not retreat.

She raised her hand to meet it, and silver light condensed in her palm into the shape of a spear, with a slender shaft and a silvery-white tip.

She held her spear horizontally in front of her, blocking the Golden Dragon King's first attack.

The claws clashed with the spear, producing a heavy thud. Two beams of light intersected, collided, dispersed, and then coalesced again between them.

Gu Yuena's every block carried a sense of being consumed, as if her strength was slowly draining away with each collision, yet her hand holding the gun remained as steady as a rock.

The first round of clashes lasted a long time.

The Golden Dragon King was much faster than he appeared, each movement accompanied by a massive airflow that whipped up pebbles and dust from the ground.

His attack methods were not complicated, but each strike carried pure weight and oppressive force, as if power that had been compressed for countless years was being released.

Chapter 322 Gu Yuena, Fusion with the Dragon God

Gu Yuena did not take every blow head-on; instead, she sought gaps between dodging and parrying, using her spear to stab at his flanks and joints.

When the spear tip collided with the scales, tiny golden sparks burst forth. These sparks briefly lit up between the two men before quickly extinguishing, like stars scattered by the wind.

After missing his target with a swing, the Golden Dragon King stepped back a few paces and looked at Gu Yuena with a reassessment in his eyes: "Your technique is better than before."

Gu Yuena did not respond to his comments, but simply adjusted the angle of her grip on the gun.

Her breathing was a little more rapid than before, but her eyes remained steady and calm.

She felt the power within her flowing in a way that was different from before, as if it were resonating with another power that had been sealed away for too long.

The second attack was even more ferocious than the first.

The Golden Dragon King abandoned his probing and began to attack seriously. His claw strikes were faster, and his tail sweeps carried even greater force.

When Gu Yuena's spear tip collided with his scales, the sparks that erupted were more numerous and brighter than before.

She began to look for an opportunity during the gaps in his attacks, thrusting her silver spear at the lighter-colored scale on his abdomen, one of the most vulnerable areas on the dragon god's body in her memory.

As she thrust out that spear, the Golden Dragon King slightly turned his body, the spear tip grazing his scales and leaving a faint white mark.

He looked down at the mark, his gaze lingering for a moment, as if trying to identify a spot that hadn't been touched in a long time.

He said, "You remember."

Gu Yuena said, "Some things will never be forgotten."

The Golden Dragon King did not answer, but his subsequent attacks became more cautious.

In the third round of battle, the Golden Dragon King began to change his tactics. He no longer attacked with just his claws and tail, but began to use his huge size to block Gu Yuena's movement space.

He spread his wings, forming a huge semi-circular barrier that limited her range of movement to the sides, and then launched a series of attacks from the front.

Gu Yuena was forced back a few steps by his wingspan. She held her spear in front of her, blocking his three consecutive claw attacks. Each collision sent her sliding back half a foot.

When she took her fifth step back, she felt her back pressed against an invisible wall.

She stopped, not trying to bypass the invisible obstacle, but instead steadied herself on the spot, retracted her spear, condensed it into a thicker and denser beam of light, and then pushed it towards the Golden Dragon King.

The light was like a silver spear, piercing through the gaps between his claws and aiming for the scales on his chest.

The Golden Dragon King dodged to the side, avoiding a fatal wound, but the light still grazed his shoulder scales, leaving a new scratch, deeper than the previous one.

He glanced at the marks on his shoulder and remained silent for a moment.

For the first time, his voice carried something different from anger and wariness: "Your strength is indeed more solid than before."

Gu Yuena did not respond to that statement.