Chapter 1028 - 249: The Power of Longevity Heaven

"There's actually someone in this world who can tame such a cataclysmic beast."

To ordinary people, a medium dragon species like the Tyrannical Dragon is already considered a disaster.

With its volcanic divinity, when fully unleashed, it can trigger a volcanic eruption that would turn an entire city into the "ancient city of Pompeii" from the Ancient Empire period. How can this not be considered a cataclysmic beast?

Yet, in the Extraordinary World, the cataclysmic beasts in the words of great figures like the Wusun Shaman are far beyond mere beasts like the Tyrannical Dragon that rely on divine power and can only harness the volcanic power of their dwelling.

If one must compare with the Tyrannical Dragon, it must be a creature where lush mountains and waters instantly turn into scorched earth spewing lava and toxic fumes.

That's a true monster stepping into the Legendary Domain, capable of unleashing a terrifying white calamity across the entire Great Grassland, and this Three-headed Demon Dragon clearly fits that rating.

The Wusun Shaman felt a sense of unease; he never liked interfering in mundane matters, but with such an enemy blocking the westward path, is the young child Sartaq really going to push ahead stubbornly with his western expedition?

Howl—

The gray wolf howls at the moon.

The full moon, seemingly devoured by the gray wolf before, floated back into the sky.

Numerous dense, illusory wolf shadows appeared around the gray wolf, worshiping devoutly. Through these wolf shadows, one could vaguely see countless nomads living off the land on that vast grassland.

Xiongnu, Turkic people, Rouran, Xianbei, Qidan, Tatars...

Numerous once-thriving nomadic tribes, from flourishing to destruction, one sings, and the other takes the stage; the only constant is the simple faith these grassland peoples have in the heavens that nurture them.

This faith is so boundless and vast that, despite Wusun having the name "Beiqi" and holding the Holy Object of the Great Shamans throughout the ages, he could only tap into a small portion of it—and even that portion is endless.

Howl!

The gray wolf howled long, and the pack of wolves worshiped the moon. The dense wolf shadows transformed into strands of light merging into the stream of light in the sky, causing the full moon to suddenly magnify countless times.

No.

It's not expanding!

It's the moon descending upon his head!

Losa could clearly feel the oppressive weight from above; the Tatars indeed lived up to their reputation as his greatest foes. The caster he met in initial combat possessed power far surpassing someone like Shemir, a legend.

"Boss, you might have to step in; otherwise, I'm not this guy's match."

In the next moment.

In the world filled with lava and toxic fumes, suddenly there appeared two golden suns—those were Losa's eyes, the manifestation of his Legendary Ancient Dragon power within Ladon's domain.

A domain is like cutting off a piece of the existing world for oneself, acting upon the world's rules with one's will.

Being a highly exclusive power, it's typically not allowing the invasion of other foreign powers; any intrusion signifies confrontation.

That's why the opposition between two domains is so distinct, not merging into one.

As the Contractor of the Three-headed Demon Dragon, possessing the same Legendary Fire Dragon power, Losa could perfectly avoid this point, continuously infusing his power into Ladon's domain.

"Refreshing!"

"I've never felt such overwhelming power!"

Three volcanic craters erupted with scorching lava, echoing with resounding dragon roars.

The moon with its chill lunar radiance grew closer and closer, carrying the breath of extinction and universal peace, pressing into Ladon's domain, but those two blazing suns instantly blocked it all.

This was a silent collision.

Yet the erosion and clash of the two domains were ceaseless.

The battle reached a stalemate.

Losa wasn't hasty; such an adversary couldn't be defeated quickly, and he wasn't without a trump card. With his current connection to Lavinia, even from afar, he could always summon reinforcement from the decree.

But the problem lay in it being the Tatars' home ground, their extraordinary people surely wouldn't sit idly as this formidable enemy gets defeated.

...

Within the Wusun Shaman's domain, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Why are you here?"

"That boy Sartaq asked me to come."

Kuokuochu chuckled coldly; deep down, he hoped for

as for after Wusun's death, how he might struggle alone? What a joke! If he, the grand Sorcerer, couldn't handle an enemy without Wusun's help, he might as well resign himself to death.

"Don't be careless, this guy is no ordinary foe."

Wusun knew Kuokuochu always looked down on him; there was indeed a chasm between them in terms of mana, but he held the tools and title of Shamanism which were not significantly weaker than Kuokuochu's strength.

...

"Your Majesty."

This devout Ghazi kneeled, "You came alone to rescue Howeizan from the barbarian's blade. Regardless of one's faith, Howeizan's warriors from today are willing to fight for you to repay your kindness."

On the city wall, a sparse group of Sassanids knelt down.

"Everyone, rise. The old Sassanid King Bahram has surrendered the crown and kneeled; the lands and people of Howeizan are now mine. Protecting the territory and the people is a monarch's duty; no need to thank me."

"Now we have Your Majesty and his dragon... giant dragon aiding us. If we hold for a while, reinforcements will arrive continuously. When that happens, if the Tatars do not retreat, we will defeat them without leaving a trace!"

"Everyone, do not be complacent. The number of Tatar casters is unknown, but certainly not limited to the two who showed themselves."

"If we use Extraordinary Power, the enemy can too, leading to a slaughter between both armies, so there's an established rule that extraordinary individuals do not intervene in mundane battlefields."

At this moment, the Tatars were undoubtedly the world's top-tier strong army.

They excelled in mounted archery, melding humans and horses, and resolved the lack of discipline flaw with a thousand-house system advancing layer by layer.

They possessed the settled communities' prosperity in commerce and industry, with well-equipped armor, while retaining the nomadic people's ability for thousand-mile raids and resilience.

Many recruited contract armies from conquered tribes became formidable forces within the Tatar military system, capable of striking their original compatriots.

This was partially due to the old Empire's military corruption, but also due to that steppe Great Khan crafting the efficient war machine.

It wasn't inherent that Tatars were warlike; any individual absorbed into this system swiftly transformed into a "qualified component" meeting Tartars' war demands.