Myriad Paths Of The Dragon Emperor Novels & Stories

Across one link. Then another. Then another. Emmy stood. Ignisvath rose beside her. They joined hands. Not because the magic demanded it. Because they chose to. The chain broke. The sound shook the Dragontooth Mountains. Xander roared. Caliana screamed. Dimitrius raised his staff. White fire erupted toward the ceiling. The broken chain fell. And from inside the First Flame— something stepped forward. A dragon. Not flesh. Not entirely. Made of white flame and black shadow.

Even though he was only a Ninth Heaven Grand Emperor, he had cultivated many Paths, and his combat prowess was already equivalent to or perhaps even surpassed that of an Ancestral God. Under the Dragon Race’s guidance, James arrived at a special spot. This was a valley enveloped in a black mist on Dragon Island. A Sect Elder pointed straight ahead and said, “You will complete the challenge by traversing through the valley. I have to warn you, however, that the black mist in the valley is extremely toxic. Even an Ancestral God would have his physical body corroded upon being contaminated.” “Thanks for the reminder.” James clasped his fists. Without any hesitation, he simply strode forward. Si

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

Opening the door, I peek out and see the black haired beauty staring back at me. “Hello,” I said, looking down at my bare feet. Not willing to look up, I get distracted when a glowing light comes from my rib cage. Getting this tickling feeling, I lift my shirt and take a look. Blue dragons with ice spitting from their mouths are shaped into a yin and yang sign. The glowing gets brighter, so I shield my eyes before looking down once more. My blue dragons turned into one blue and one red dragon, seeming to battle each other. Shock and disbelief come from the man in front of me. I hear a groan sound from behind him and look around his shoulder to see the same stranger I thought I had dreamed ab

Chase suddenly thought about the two major advancement stages ahead and asked the dragon deity. "Of course. However, the emperor-level color depends on each individual's attributes. After the saint level, righteous practitioners have golden blood, while those of evil paths have black blood," the dragon deity replied. "What about beyond that?" Chase pressed further. "No one has seen it, so no one knows." The dragon deity's tone seemed somewhat helpless. Only then did Chase realize that once one reached the martial Path ancestor, seeing their blood would indeed be extraordinarily difficult. While speaking, Chase had completed most of his Divine Blood conversion. When Nefarious Blast hit him, i

Because of his carelessness, he was struck by the dragon's tail and sent flying. However, the Immortal Emperor Wind took the opportunity to condense wind into blades. Two enormous wind blades shot out explosively toward the eyes of the enormous dragon. The winds in this world were the Immortal Emperor Wind's weapons. Two wind blades were less than a hundred meters away from the enormous dragon's eyes. They shot out explosively and arrived at the eyes of the dragon quickly. A hint of cruel killing intent appeared on the Immortal Emperor Wind's face. How could a blind dragon be fierce?

Makahi asked Mylan who seemed distracted. “Huh, um yes, I have sent a message to the sisters but I haven't heard from them yet I'm sure they will come before we leave. I’ve spoken with my grandson again and he told me The Dragon Emperor is trying to release his black dragons from our strong hold, but it is protected by The Dragon God rope, it's nearly impossible to break but since he has a weapon forged by my father, he can break the chains but it won't be easy. Right now the rope is holding steady, but he fears it won't last much longer. They are preparing the warriors and The Golden Dragons, while Lynx is trying to tame The Black Dragon brothers. Draden has mated with the female Black Drag

I frowned. AIKON The bottle of wine almost slips on my hand. I suddenly became out of focus for the first time. I looked up and saw the person responsible for it. “Black Dragon.” I shivered upon thinking of his name. I can’t believe he was him. The famous Black Dragon. The invincible. No mission failed. I sighed and was shocked when the bottle slips on my hand. Then someone catches it and spoke. “Hyung, is there something wrong?” it was the twin that substituted me a while ago.

Nyra’s POV I shifted fully again and launched into the air. Above the square, the sky had become almost impossible to read. Dragon wings cut through smoke. Aetherfangs darted between them. Fire burst in red, orange, gold, and dark ugly streaks from Lucian’s side. Emberfall’s dragons fought with terrifying discipline. They did not waste flame. They did not chase enemies blindly. They moved like a kingdom that had been waiting for war and had made itself beautiful only because beauty did not stop it from being deadly.

As Edon continued its evolution, so Neyalha and Gheyaral came to know that they, though immortal, also felt a desire to have progeny that could serve not only to expand the race of Dragons, but could aid them in their task of guiding the inhabitants of Edon. And so were born to them, emerging from their shining, silvery shells upon the highest peak in the Erimanthe Mountains, a pair of young Dragons. As with their parents, so too were the young ones a male and a female. Yet they were so vastly different in appearance it was immediately evident which was which. The male was dark, his scales an iridescent black that shimmered with ripples of color in the morning light. Red eyes glowed beneath