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**Chapter 753: Dragon King, It Was You Who Doomed the Dragon Race**

The ancestral dragon blood pool opened, and the remaining twenty-three dragon kings of the dragon race all entered the blood pool. 

Dragon howls rang out incessantly, roaring without end.

The dragon race was also stirred into a frenzy.

"The ancestral dragon blood pool has opened!"

"It has been over two hundred years since the last time the ancestral dragon blood pool opened, right?"

"After more than two hundred years of accumulation, the ancestral dragon blood pool has finally reopened, and my dragon race will surely give birth to many powerful beings."

The dragon race people were all extremely excited, their eyes filled with envy.

The ancestral dragon blood pool held an extraordinary position in their hearts.

In their view, as long as they entered the ancestral dragon blood pool, they could become stronger and undergo a transformation.

An ordinary dragon king could at least become an intermediate dragon king.

And an intermediate dragon king was highly likely to evolve into a high-level dragon king.

The name "ancestral dragon blood pool" sounded formidable, but in Antares' eyes, it was just a fart.

Of course, the Dragon King himself also knew that the ancestral dragon blood pool here was not as miraculous as that.

What he meant was the ancestral dragon blood pool here, not the one in the dragon race's ancestral land.

The Dragon King built this based on his guesses about the ancestral dragon blood pool in the dragon race's ancestral land.

The dragon race excels at formations, so he set up a great formation in the imperial city.

He allowed the powerful beings of the dragon race throughout history to enter the great formation before their deaths, condensing all the essence of their flesh and blood, the strength they had accumulated throughout their lives.

In the end, it coalesced into a blood pool.

This blood pool contained the power of the dragon race's bloodline, which could allow the dragon race's bloodline to evolve.

However, he also knew clearly that no matter how mixed-blood dragons evolved, they could never evolve into true dragons.

Mixed-blood dragons evolving to his level was the limit.

If they wanted to progress further and become true dragons, they would need to enter the true dragon pool.

As for progressing even further and becoming divine dragons... that was something they dared not even dream of.

This time, not only did Lin Moyu slap the dragon race in the face, but he also killed several of their dragon kings.

Originally, the dragon race should have had more than 40 dragon kings, including 4 high-level dragon kings.

Now, there was only one high-level dragon king left, and only around 20 intermediate and low-level dragon kings.

Nearly half of the dragon kings had died at Lin Moyu's hands.

For the dragon race, the loss of high-end combat strength was an extremely dangerous matter.

If the abyss demons were to launch an attack now, the dragon race might relive the tragedy from a thousand years ago.

Thus, the Dragon King ordered the ancestral blood pool to be opened in advance, allowing the dragon kings to increase their strength.

Even if their numbers could not increase, at least their individual combat strength would rise.

If they could produce a few more high-level dragon kings, the situation would be completely different.

At least they would not have to worry about a sudden invasion from the abyss demons.

As for Lin Moyu, the Dragon King had ordered the dragon race to retreat into the imperial city.

Moreover, an unprecedented defensive formation had been set up within the imperial city.

It was enough to block the undead army for a while.

Lin Moyu could not possibly break through and defeat them one by one again.

The dragon race's world was too isolated, and information was not very accessible.

If they knew about Lin Moyu's actions in the abyss, they would definitely have scattered and not gathered in one place.

The ancestral blood pool continued to boil, with blood gushing into the sky.

The dragon howls grew stronger and stronger as the dragon kings who entered the pool rapidly increased in strength.

Two dragon kings flew out of the ancestral blood pool, with the aura of laws swirling around them.

They had entered as intermediate dragon kings, but in less than a day, they had already become high-level dragon kings, understanding how to wield the laws.

After becoming high-level dragon kings, there was no point in staying in the ancestral blood pool any longer, as their strength would no longer increase.

The Dragon King felt relieved upon seeing two new high-level dragon kings.

The power in the ancestral blood pool was continuously weakening, as a large amount of bloodline power was absorbed by the dragon kings, who grew stronger and stronger.

The accumulation of over two hundred years was exhausted in just over a day.

The strength of the dragon race had also greatly improved.

Although their numbers had decreased by nearly half, their overall strength had not declined much.

Standing a hundred miles away, Lin Moyu watched the imperial city shrouded in blood.

The formation had already been activated, completely protecting the imperial city.

The formation not only covered the imperial city but also enveloped the area several miles outside the city.

"It's only been a few days, but the dragon race has moved quite quickly."

"It seems they are completely unaware of the news from the abyss."

Lin Moyu looked at the dense crowd of dragon race members in the imperial city and let out a cold laugh.

"If they knew, they would probably have fled long ago."

"Antares was right, these mixed-blood dragons are indeed not very insightful."

Lin Moyu lowered his head and looked at the purple military badge on his left shoulder, with its six purple stars shining brilliantly.

Especially those six purple stars on the badge, which exuded an air of nobility.

A six-star divine general - it had been many years since the human race had produced a six-star divine general.

If he calculated correctly, it should have been nearly 700 years ago.

Back then, Jiang Yi fought fiercely against fifty demons alone and nearly perished, earning the title of six-star divine general.

After that, there had been no more.

With Di Wang gone, Lin Moyu's status and strength were enough for him to be considered the number one person in the human race. Even if Di Wang were still around, he would not dare claim to be stronger than Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu observed for a while, then flapped his undead wings and flew forward.

His soul force flowed, and Lin Moyu transitioned from extreme stillness to extreme motion.

In the blink of an eye, he had appeared outside the formation of the imperial city.

The formation immediately reacted, sounding the alarm.

In the next second, the dragon race members saw Lin Moyu, and they all looked terrified.

"Lin Moyu, he's back to kill again!"

"How dare this guy come back!"

"Dragon King, quickly take action and kill him!"

"Brave warriors of the dragon race, grab your weapons and kill this bastard."

"Kill him first, then march into the human race and wipe them all out!"

Lin Moyu's appearance was like the arrival of the Grim Reaper, spreading fear throughout the dragon race's world.

Some of the dragon race members were cowardly and immediately went soft upon seeing Lin Moyu.

However, even more dragon race members were filled with rage and murderous intent.

In the center of the imperial city, the Dragon King's aura surged as he flew towards Lin Moyu, roaring furiously, "Lin Moyu, you're courting death!"

The formation bead in his hand flickered with light.

Although the Dragon King was enraged, he knew that killing Lin Moyu would be very difficult.

Even with the formation bead, Lin Moyu seemed to have a way to break free.

However, he could not possibly allow Lin Moyu to run rampant in the dragon race's territory.

Lin Moyu ignored these people and the Dragon King alike.

Before the formation bead could take effect, he casually pointed towards the sky.

Spell: Undead Gaze.

Lin Moyu's gaze turned extremely cold, devoid of killing intent or vitality.

His expression was as if he were looking at a pile of dead dragons.

"Those of you in the imperial city, numbering in the millions of dragon race members, will push me to level 86."

Antares had said that after reaching level 86, he would have to abandon the method of killing enemies to level up.

Currently, Lin Moyu had just reached level 83, with 3 levels remaining.

Lin Moyu planned to level up those remaining 3 levels here in one go.

One imperial city, millions of dragon race members, over twenty dragon kings - it was enough!

The sky darkened, and the undead world appeared above.

Accompanied by silver-white undead flames, the dragon race's world instantly turned silver, with a hint of grayness within the silver.

The sky was pulled open like a giant curtain, revealing an enormous eye tens of thousands of miles wide.

"What kind of skill is this!"

"So terrifying, how could there be such a horrifying skill!"

"Everyone, don't be afraid, it might just be useless when you look at it... We have the formation to protect us..."

The moment the Dragon King saw the eye, his heart skipped a beat.

He had a bad premonition and immediately activated the formation bead.

Space became viscous, and everyone found it difficult to move.

Lin Moyu was also affected and unable to move, but he seemed indifferent. His soul voice rang out, "Dragon King, it was you who doomed the dragon race!"