Chapter 426: Chapter 427: You’re Not from This Era?!
The dizziness from the time-space transition gradually faded.
Aster Grant and Sally steadied themselves and realized they were in a familiar place.
The air was filled with pure and rich Dragon Energy.
In the distance, mountains rolled, and jade towers appeared intermittently.
It was none other than Dragon Island, floating in the sky.
But unlike the ruins of Dragon Island, which had crumbled after the great war, in Aster Grant’s memory.
The Dragon Island before them was vibrant and peaceful.
"Is this... Dragon Island?"
Sally’s eyes flashed with surprise as she perceived the surrounding Time Law.
"But the timeline... seems to have been traced back to ten thousand years ago."
Aster Grant nodded slightly, his feelings sharper.
Although it was still Dragon Island.
But the Spiritual Energy on the Dragon Island of this era was evidently far greater than later on.
Moreover, the world lacked the darkness of being eroded by Demon Energy as in future generations.
However, since they were on Dragon Island, Aster Grant intended to seek out the Dragon Emperor first.
After all, as the leader of the Dragon Clan, finding the Dragon Emperor would make it much easier...
whether it was to control the information of this world or to seek the Divine Pattern of the Chronospirit Clan.
But just at that moment:
A childlike voice, tinged with vigilance and curiosity, suddenly sounded from behind a huge rock not far away:
"Hey! Who are you? How did you break into Dragon Island?!"
Aster Grant and Sally looked in the direction of the voice.
They saw a little girl, about seven or eight years old by human standards, exquisitely carved.
At that moment, she was peeking half of her body out from behind the huge rock.
She was wearing an intricately designed and petite palace gown, her brilliant golden hair like woven sunlight, styled into two adorable buns.
The most striking feature was the pair of crystal-clear, jade-like mini dragon horns growing at the top of her forehead.
Behind her, a similarly delicate golden dragon tail wagged gently and restlessly.
The little girl gazed with pure golden eyes at Aster Grant and Sally, curiously sizing them up, especially focusing on their heads and behinds, inspecting repeatedly:
"Strange... you don’t have horns on your heads, nor tails behind... Are you not Dragon Clan?"
"Then how did you get in?"
Though young, the Princess of the Dragon Clan already had the beginnings of majesty.
With hands on her hips, she tried to put on a stern, mature demeanor:
"This is a forbidden place of the Dragon Clan, outsiders are not allowed to intrude! Speak quickly, how did you bypass the other Dragons to get here?!"
Aster Grant looked at this familiar little figure before him, somewhat stupefied.
This was clearly the younger version of Isabelle!
But as a child, she seemed different from the cool and powerful figure of later years.
At this moment, her gaze was pure, an appearance uninvolved in worldly affairs.
Seeing Aster Grant not responding, merely looking at her with a complex expression, little Isabella became somewhat angry.
She felt ignored.
She puffed her cheeks and said with a baby voice:
"Not talking? Then you’re a bad guy! Take this!"
Before her words finished, her small figure turned into a golden streak of light, rushing towards Aster Grant like lightning!
Though young, as a member of the Dragon Clan,
she already possessed Monarch Level powers!
Thus, the attack she unleashed carried considerable force, accompanied by a sharp sound cutting through the air!
However.
Though Aster Grant was currently in a soul state, his power had reached Totem Level.
His control over Power and understanding of Law were far beyond what the young Isabelle could compare to.
Facing this fierce attack, Aster Grant didn’t even move his feet.
He merely raised his hand casually, extended his forefinger, and lightly flicked at the little girl’s forehead.
"Thump!"
A crisp sound.
"Ouch!"
Little Isabella’s forward momentum came to an abrupt stop, only feeling a soft yet irresistible force tap her forehead.
It didn’t hurt, but it left her dizzy.
She staggered backward several steps, landing on the grass with a thud, her little dragon horns wobbling.
She covered her forehead, lifted her small face with golden eyes quickly filling with tears, and pouted:
"You... you’re bullying me!"
Aster Grant looked at the young Dragon Maiden sitting on the ground, about to cry, feeling somewhat amused.
So this was Isabelle’s personality as a child.
However, considering she was the Dragon Emperor’s daughter, he couldn’t really bully this little one.
Soon after, Aster Grant stepped forward, bent down, and looked into her eyes, speaking in a calm tone:
"We’re not bad people, we’re here to find the Dragon Emperor! Would you take us to see your father?"
Little Isabella initially wanted to be assertive, but when she met Aster Grant’s deep, starry eyes.
She inexplicably felt a sense of obedience.
She pursed her lips, held back her tears, and mumbled in a small voice:
"Finding Father? Hmph... Who knows if you’re lying..."
But her body honestly got up from the ground, brushed the grass off her skirt, and snuck a peek at Aster Grant.
"...Come with me then! But Father’s very busy, whether he’ll see you or not is none of my business."
With that, she turned, striding with her short legs, somewhat reluctantly leading the way.
Sally watched the scene unfold, her pupils showing a trace of disbelief.
Her own master seemed particularly adept at handling little girls!
Led by the young Dragon Maiden, they passed through rows of palaces and towers.
The Dragon Clan members encountered along the way, upon seeing the Little Princess leading two unfamiliar entities, were surprised.
But sensing the unfathomable aura emanating from Aster Grant, and seeing the Little Princess’s "don’t mind" expression, they wisely chose to ignore it.
Finally, they arrived in front of the grandest, most imposing golden palace, exuding a vast dragon might.
The palace doors were wide open, revealing deep within the hall, a majestic figure with its back to the entrance, seemingly examining something.
"Father!"
Little Isabella called out, running inside on her short legs, simultaneously complaining.
"Father! Two strange individuals invaded the island! They even... flicked my forehead!"
Aster Grant and Sally followed closely, entering the great hall.
The majestic figure turned slowly at her voice.
It was a young but authoritative face, exuding an aura as imposing as a mountain!
It was none other than the young Dragon Emperor!
Seeing his daughter running towards him, a hint of a smile appeared on his stern face.
He then casually scooped Isabelle up in his arms.
Only then did his gaze land slowly on Aster Grant.
However, upon clearly seeing Aster Grant, his body suddenly stiffened.
He seemed to have seen something incredibly incomprehensible.
The next moment, he abruptly appeared in front of Aster Grant.
He sensed an aura around this creature that was out of place with this era.
After observing for a moment, the Dragon Emperor finally spoke slowly, yet directly revealing Aster Grant’s greatest secret:
"You are not of this era?"
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