Chapter 955 - 941: Fated Wife

Su Muyao couldn’t help but approach the flowers.

For some reason, she felt a sense of familiarity.

This was where the Dragon Race Key guided her to.

Su Muyao seemed to hear the sound of dragon roars, as if there were voices calling out to her.

She couldn’t help but reach out and gently touch the flowers.

Suddenly, a myriad of white light exploded!

The light was not blinding; instead, it was gentle and sacred, carrying a vast power that reversed time, spreading instantly over Su Muyao, and even engulfing the entire abandoned palace.

Wherever the white light passed, the cracked palace walls slowly healed, and the broken jade pillars floated back into position.

Everything seemed to come alive again.

A strange bell tinkled.

Time seemed to reverse at that moment.

Countless streaks of flowing light and scattered stars floated slowly in the seawater, like a galaxy sinking to the seabed.

The desolate ruins suddenly transformed into a magnificent and majestic Undersea Divine Palace!

Jade steps and glazed tiles, layer upon layer of palace buildings undulated, with crystalline deep sea night pearls hanging from the eaves, each exuding a soft light that illuminated the sea for miles.

Between the palaces, rainbow bridges spanned the water, and jade flowers gently floated with the dark currents, spiritual springs murmured, immortal mists lingered, every inch of scenery exquisite beyond compare, magnificently breathtaking.

"This is the true Dragon Palace!"

"This is the Dragon Palace I saw in my dreams."

Su Muyao looked at the completely restored Dragon Palace, her heart string couldn’t help but tremble.

It’s as if, across the ages, she suddenly arrived at this Dragon Palace.

The huge Dragon Palace was like an underwater city.

In the middle was a special palace market.

"Hurry up, tonight is the once-a-month Dragon Palace Spiritual Pearl Market."

"Yes, they say the Dragon King might appear at the market."

"Yes, if you go early, we might see our King."

"Our King hasn’t selected a Queen yet. I wonder what type of female could catch his eye."

"It’s said that when our King was born, the Heavenly Dao issued a decree that our King would have his destined wife."

"I wonder what type of female could become our King’s destined female."

"No one knows, but because of this decree, our King hasn’t chosen a Queen."

"Previously, each clan offered their most beautiful and most precious females to the King, but he didn’t accept any."

"There’s so many females who admire the King."

"Indeed, our King is both powerful and handsome."

As everyone hurried to the palace market, they talked of these things.

Su Muyao was curious.

Who is currently the King of the Dragon Palace’s Dragon Clan?

Upon entering the palace market, there were many Dragon Clan guards maintaining order.

In the underwater market, countless Sea Clan Beastmen were bustling along the palace’s long street.

The market was filled with various treasures from the Sea Clan.

There were glowing shells, deep sea pearls, and thousand-year spiritual algae, along with Sea Clan Beastmen carrying black iron minerals, loudly negotiating prices at the stalls.

There were also stalls displaying rare seaside spirit fruits.

Many Sea Clan Beastmen.

Su Muyao saw many shrimp, crab soldiers, an ancient turtle elder, young spirit porcupines, and more.

Various Sea Clan Beastmen came and went endlessly, the sounds of chatter and negotiation intertwined, creating a lively scene.

Su Muyao couldn’t help but wander around the market, but she found her figure was transparent; the Sea Clan Beastmen couldn’t see her.

She was curious about everything, as she wandered through the market, she saw many glowing spirit materials, peculiar weapons, precious deep sea spiritual medicines, rare water element spiritual treasures—so many.

Things she wouldn’t see usually.

Or perhaps some items had already been lost to time.

But to the Sea Clan Beastmen here, these seemed commonplace.

Beastmen from various clans wandered and strolled, selecting materials, exchanging treasures, or casually chatting and laughing—a flourishing underwater scene.

The entire Undersea Divine Palace seemed to come to life.

When she saw many Dragon Clan Beastmen, her eyes slightly reddened.

"How wonderful, so many Dragon Clan Beastmen."

She liked seeing such a scene, seeing so many Dragon Clan Beastmen, seeing the Dragon Palace well and bustling.

If Di Fu Yuan saw this scene, he’d surely be very happy.

Su Muyao drifted back and forth, watching, feeling a bit dizzy.

Unknowingly, she felt a gaze and couldn’t help but look up.

In the distance, atop layered jade steps, a majestic Supreme glazed throne stood silently.

On the throne sat a tall, solitary figure.

This person wore a black-gold dragon robe woven from deep sea dark gold, embroidered with wave patterns, drifting with the surrounding spiritual light.

His figure was tall, his jet-black long hair spilled like satin.

Though separated by thousands of people and layers of palaces, unable to see his face clearly, the supreme majesty that ruled over the Sea Clan and all beasts could be felt, calm and vast, embracing everything, possessing a timeless, aloof coldness.

He sat quietly, looking down below at the bustling Sea Clan market, his gaze calm, protecting all lives beneath the sea, the aura of mountains and seas surrounding him, sacred and solemn.

His entire being exuded boundless divinity.

Su Muyao stood in place, forgetting to breathe, forgetting to react.

Before her was perhaps the distant flourishing past, the majestic Undersea Divine Palace.

But her transparent shadow, unable to touch anything here, reminded her this was merely a Time Reversal illusion, a past sealed by time.

A glimpse of desolation, a vision of splendid majesty.

In a single thought, spanning millennia.

Yet, with a single glance, separating ancient time and space, she seemed to meet his gaze.

She looked carefully, her eyes unblinking, in a daze, she saw his stunning peach blossom eyes.

Those familiar eyes, yet at this moment when these eyes looked at her, they carried a sense of unfamiliarity and detachment.

Su Muyao felt a faint sense of uncertainty, unsure whether it was a dream or reality.

She softly murmured, "Brother... Brother..."

"Is... Is it you?"

At the moment he saw her, those eyes seemed to twitch lightly.

In his eyes rose a deep color, as if a deep whirlpool was swirling within.

Also carrying an entrancing allure.

Looking at him made one unable to resist sinking into them, unable to extricate oneself.

Su Muyao always felt his gaze seemed to see her.

But she wasn’t certain because around her was a sea of people, countless Sea Clan Beastmen.

Perhaps he was looking at them.

Yet he suddenly stood up, step by step descending the stairs.

Su Muyao always felt each step he took seemed to land on the spot of her heart, making her heartbeat uncontrollably accelerate.

He came closer and closer, and with a movement of his fingers, heaven and earth seemed to halt.

The surrounding bustle seemed to pause.

When he was just a few steps away from Su Muyao, he stopped, looking at her closely.

Su Muyao saw his appearance clearly, stunningly beautiful, aloof and cold, yet permeated with a lazy demonic charm.

It’s exactly the appearance of Di Fu Yuan.

"Brother!"

Su Muyao could feel the immensely strong aura emanating from him, causing her heartbeat to uncontrollably quicken.

Is this the powerful pressure when his soul is complete?

Silently overturning the world, fascinating, with an irresistible presence.

His peach blossom eyes flickered, he spoke word by word, "You come from the future, are you my destined wife?"