Si He focused her mind and calmed her breathing, starting to run her ancestral method. The surrounding spiritual sea vibrated slightly before rapidly gathering and surging forward, pouring stream by stream into her underdeveloped body.
At first, her pores opened wide, her face flushed crimson, and her absorption was slow. But at a certain moment, her skin shifted from red to pink, gradually turning into a peach-blossom flush as her efficiency in absorbing spiritual energy suddenly surged.
The spiritual energy visibly gathered, growing larger and faster, even whipping up a wind that sent sand and stones flying, forming a wide spiritual energy vortex above her head.
The scene was magnificent.
At the cave entrance, Yan Shou and the others had initially broken into a cold sweat as Si He struggled to reach the Dragon God. Seeing her kowtow and recite prayers made them extremely tense. However, as they watched her subsequent actions and realized that the Dragon God was not awake, they couldn't help but swallow hard in anxiety. Only when they saw that the Red Dragon showed no abnormal reaction did they continue to watch.
By now, panic had begun to take root in their hearts. If the Dragon God did not awaken, their final fate was all too clear. Yet now, the entire burden actually rested upon their eleven-year-old Chieftainess...
Feeling powerless, guilt welled up inside them. They could only hope the Chieftainess would succeed in waking the Dragon God, while inwardly cursing their own helplessness.
At this moment, witnessing this magnificent display of spiritual energy absorption, even Yan Shou, who possessed an incredibly high talent for spiritual energy, could not help but sigh inwardly. The Chieftainess was indeed exceptionally gifted; her talent was a rarity that appeared only once in ten thousand years. It was a pity she had been born into such a high-pressure environment. Their tribe had suffered a sudden, devastating disaster and fled, forcing her to constantly exhaust her mind for their survival instead of planning a smooth path to the Dao for herself. If she could truly awaken this Dragon God, Yan Shou hoped this eleven-year-old girl would finally be able to live happily for once...
Si Cang had never seen such a sight before. He only knew from the rumors passed around the tribe that the Chieftainess was extremely talented and the designated successor to the future chief. He had never expected her talent to be this high, utterly crushing anyone he had ever met. If this worship of the Dragon God proved successful, then...
A sharp spark flickered in his eyes.
Si Yun was not surprised at all. As the handmaiden who had grown up alongside her, she understood everything about the Chieftainess. She only hoped that the Chieftainess could return to a normal life, and would no longer have to push herself to the breaking point for the sake of the tribe...
The spiritual energy gathered into a surging river. Si He let out a long breath, feeling her meridians filled to capacity and in need of being refined and tempered. She stood up and looked at the broad, white forehead before her.
The fine, dense scales were beautiful, arranged tightly together in a way that suggested they would feel incredibly smooth and comfortable to the touch.
Si He actually wanted to touch them. She had always held a deep reverence and yearning for such massive mythological creatures and was extremely fond of them. However, she knew full well the consequences of overstepping her bounds, so she easily suppressed the urge.
Looking at the Dragon God, she knelt down once more and bowed, speaking respectfully, “Lord Dragon God, please forgive my irreverence.”
After speaking, she stood back up and raised her hand toward the broad, white forehead.
Then, the spiritual energy within her body began to circulate, and several extremely fine arcs of lightning suddenly shot out from her palm and wrist, crackling as they wrapped around her hand.
“If only I had brought my longbow inside. Trying to awaken the Dragon God with just these tiny arcs of electricity is simply pure fantasy.”
But there was nothing she could do about it now.
Taking a deep breath, she slowly closed her eyes to focus her mind. When she suddenly snapped them open, a sharp aura instantly flared in her gaze. Spreading her fingers, she unleashed the crackling arcs of electricity.
Crack!
The incredibly thin arc of electricity landed on the broad, white forehead, producing a distinct crackling sound, and that was it. It didn't even produce a wisp of white smoke, leaving absolutely no trace. The scales remained smooth and pristine.
“As expected...”
She sighed, somewhat resigned to her fate.
This was already her strongest attack, but how was it any different from dropping a pebble?
It was painless, harmless, and completely ineffective.
She lowered her head, pondering whether she should risk courting death by attacking his eyes.
Suddenly, the world changed color, turning slightly dim. The clouds began to churn rapidly, surging toward the volcanic crater as a strong gale kicked up, howling fiercely and whipping sand and stones into spinning dust devils.
Outside the cave, the rising wind brushed past, causing the dragon whiskers to sway slightly. The Red Dragon raised its head to look at the sky above, where the clouds were continuously gathering. It seemed to sense something, turning back to cling tightly to the volcano, its eyes wide as it stared intently inside the cave.
As the gust of wind swept past the other dragons, they also seemed to sense something. They raised their heads to look at the sky, then began to huddle together, jostling and squeezing until they stabilized into a giant pyramid, forming a massive mountain of flesh. Together, they stared into the pitch-black cave entrance with tension and anticipation.
Not understanding what was happening, the tribespeople nervously looked at Yan Shou and the others, then toward the cave entrance, their hearts filled with anxiety.
Yan Shou and the others couldn't sense what was happening outside, but their eyes grew wider and wider as they stared into the cave, almost bulging out of their sockets.
Inside the cave, by the ledge.
While Si He was still hanging her head in thought, hesitating over whether to risk courting death by attacking his eyes, she failed to notice that before her tiny self, the towering, majestic body of the snow-white Dragon God was shifting bit by bit. The head that had been submerged in the magma was slowly rising, moving so imperceptibly that it was almost impossible to detect.
The speed at which the sky outside was changing colors rapidly accelerated in tandem with his slow movements.
The wind and clouds churned rapidly, and light and shadow shifted in a dizzying blur.
“Thump...”
A soft yet heavy heartbeat, like muffled thunder, suddenly rang out, interrupting Si He's thoughts.
Her expression shifting slightly, she slowly raised her head, only to notice the changing play of light and shadow on the cave floor as her gaze moved upward.
A massive shadow was slowly creeping over her body, casting a distinct outline behind her. The high brow bones, the slowly narrowing snout, and the long dragon whiskers swaying and stretching freely along the cave walls on both sides became clearer and clearer as the fiery light gradually flooded in.
Si He's heart skipped a beat and her breath caught as her eyes slowly widened.
“Thump!”
As if a bolt of heavenly thunder had exploded, a deafening rumble reverberated with a majestic, indifferent echo throughout the relatively enclosed volcanic crater.
The shock caused Si He's heart to plunge, as if it had dropped heavily to the floor.
Her eyes dilated wildly, and her entire body tensed to its limit. Her breath frozen, she stood frozen on the spot as if suffocating, trembling uncontrollably as sweat poured down like rain.
“Thump!!”
Another roll of thunderous booming sounded as if poured directly into her ears. This terrifyingly powerful heartbeat scared half of Si He's soul away, causing her body to suddenly flinch.
“Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump!!!”
Like a continuous, death-summoning toll, the thunderous beats rolled on one after another. Sounding right next to her ears, they echoed majestically and boomed in overlapping waves inside the relatively enclosed volcanic crater. The vibrations made Si He's eardrums ache and her eyes stretch to their absolute limit. An indescribable sense of crisis and supreme terror swept through her soul, and her own heart suddenly began to thud violently in synchronization with the beats.
Loose rocks rattled down from the mountain walls, splashing into the magma to kick up flames and clattering sharply as they struck the ground.
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