The dragon's expression was one of pure horror.
But it didn't last long.
Before he could do anything, his movements suddenly froze, his body solidifying in the deep sea, motionless.
The ethereal blue light that naturally flowed around him came to a standstill.
A strange change was occurring within the dragon's eyes.
A moon slowly emerged from the depths of his pupils.
It was as if the moon were growing out of the dragon's own body, radiating an aura that was completely out of place in this Phantom Sea.
The moon flickered in and out of existence.
Occasionally, the dragon's original eyes would push back the lunar shadow, revealing his vertical pupils once more.
Occasionally, the moon would gain the upper hand, completely usurping the entire pupil.
The two alternated within that tiny space, cycling back and forth.
This stalemate lasted for an unknown amount of time.
Ominous fluctuations continuously pulsed from the depths of the Dragon Palace.
Waiting outside, the Old Turtle felt an inexplicable sense of unease. The Dragon King's aura was becoming strange and chaotic.
But it didn't dare to enter, nor could it. It could only wait anxiously for the result.
Until one night.
A phenomenon appeared on the surface of the Phantom Sea, which was eternally shrouded in storms and mist.
A bright moon tore through the clouds and the night, hanging high in the sky.
Tonight was not a night for a full moon, yet a full moon rose nonetheless.
It was perfect, flawless, and brilliantly radiant.
Moonlight spilled onto the undulating surface of the sea, resonating with the tides.
The waves shimmered with billions of points of silver under the lunar glow; it was truly a magnificent, fantastical sight.
The moonbeams penetrated the surface of the sea without the slightest attenuation.
The light ignored the obstruction of the water, illuminating the entirety of the dark ocean.
Ten thousand meters below, the pitch-black trench and even the most hidden corners of the Dragon Palace were clearly reflected in this unprecedented moonlight.
The many supernatural creatures of the deep sea were struck with awe.
To be able to see the full moon in the sky directly from the deepest part of the seabed was a wonder never seen before in all of history.
The crab-claw girl looked up, her expression a bit odd.
In her memories, the moon had always been bright and omnipresent, just as it was now.
The Old Turtle hid its body as much as possible in the shadows of the palace structure.
It even used its shell to block the invasive moonlight.
The unease in its heart had risen to its peak.
At the moment when the full moon's brilliance was at its strongest, illuminating the entire Phantom Sea...
Deep within the Dragon Palace, the motionless dragon's ethereal blue pupils were completely extinguished, replaced entirely by that moon.
At the same time, the dragon's body underwent a cataclysmic change.
The originally sapphire-like dragon scales were dyed pitch-black.
The shape of the scales was no longer rhombic or fan-shaped; they mutated and twisted into countless crescent moons.
With these crescent-shaped black scales covering its entire body, the dragon appeared extremely sinister in the dark water.
As the dragon's body completed its malignant evolution, the abnormal full moon on the sea's surface slowly faded behind the clouds.
The moonlight penetrating the deep sea dissipated rapidly, and the Phantom Sea returned to darkness.
Within the dragon's eyes, the moon that had occupied its pupils also gradually receded.
But the eyes did not return to their original state; they became a void of pure black. No whites, no luster, and no emotion.
Only then did the now unrecognizable dragon body seem to come back to life.
He seemed to have regained consciousness.
However, there was no longer any of the sacred majesty that once commanded the ten thousand seas on the dragon's face.
In its place was a mix of coldness, pettiness, and confusion.
The dragon moved its claws somewhat clumsily and swished its tail back and forth.
It was as if he were using this body for the first time and was extremely unadjusted to it.
The dragon's head turned stiffly from side to side, surveying the surroundings.
The seawater was churned, forming chaotic undercurrents.
After a long while, this transformed dragon finally quieted down.
He was no longer restless, merely floating silently in the water.
Then, the dragon made a gesture that was completely at odds with its massive size, one that even seemed a bit lazy.
He raised a front claw and gently propped up his chin.
“I’ve... transmigrated!”
Yue Shi fell into deep thought.
He remembered that before this...
What was he doing before this?
Oh, his former boss had died suddenly.
He had happily gone to celebrate with a feast and planned to go to a temple to burn incense, wishing the boss's entire family would share in the misfortune.
As a result, he was hit and killed by a mud truck on the way.
Yue Shi felt a bit sentimental.
His former boss used to PUA him constantly, but he was a master of anti-manipulation.
When the boss saw he couldn't be controlled, he publicly criticized him several times to humiliate him.
He endured it the first twice, but after the third time, Yue Shi decided to strike back.
Destroying the surveillance, murdering the boss, faking the scene, and then framing someone else.
With that smooth sequence of moves, he successfully ensured his boss met a miserable end and even pinned it on a colleague he disliked.
He really was wicked.
He didn't expect to transmigrate just like that.
And he had transmigrated into a non-human creature.
He should be a dragon now, right?
Speaking of which, why didn't he have the original host's memories after transmigrating?
Thinking about it, it was actually quite good that he didn't.
Who knows how many years this dragon had lived.
If he truly received the original host's massive memories, he would probably be crushed instantly and lose himself completely.
What should be the first thing to do after transmigrating?
Yue Shi thought for a moment, and a spark of inspiration hit him.
He had to kill everyone close to the original host first!
Otherwise, he would likely be exposed as a transmigrator.
“What abilities does this dragon have? Is it powerful? Can it cause floods and tsunamis?”
Thinking this, Yue Shi instinctively raised a claw.
A ripple appeared in space.
Scenes from an extra-dimensional space were projected into his vision.
Various living supplies, a radio, the Bone-Drunk Vase, and the ghosts trapped inside waiting anxiously...
In an instant, countless memories flooded his mind.
Yue Shi theatrically clutched his head and rolled around a couple of times.
In truth, he didn't feel any pain.
It was just a sudden moment of Instant Enlightenment as his memories were restored.
He had been chasing Boss Pi when he grew careless and accidentally stepped into a trap.
As his memories fully returned, Yue Shi froze in place.
“How could I have been so careless back then?”
“Am I really that reckless?”
“I was captured, yet I didn't take any effective measures to escape? I just waited for death?”
It seemed like something had gone wrong.
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