klisemfg Chapter 417: The Birth of the Primordial Sacred Dragon
Chapter 417: The Birth of the Primordial Sacred Dragon
Chapter 417: The Birth of the Primordial Sacred Dragon
Gu Heng had just left.
The dragon egg on the table, so white it reflected the faint candlelight, began to tremble slightly.
As the tremors intensified, a faint silvery metallic sheen slowly appeared on the surface of the dragon egg. The sheen gradually faded, eventually turning it transparent. A pair of tightly closed eyes were faintly visible, with a ring of deep blue lines around the center of the pupils, as if containing a deep sea.
Or perhaps, it wasn't an eye at all, but a universe containing a sea of stars.
"Woo..."
Soft, murmuring sounds emanated from within the dragon egg, the voices childlike and filled with confusion and bewilderment. Gradually, the confusion in its eyes dissipated, replaced by an innate, domineering aura that looked down upon all living beings!
The Western Regions Boundary Sea, the Dragon Realm.
At this moment, all the ancient dragons felt a long and majestic dragon roar emerge in their minds. Accompanying that dragon roar was a sense of majesty and nobility that made them all tremble!
And the oppressive force that one has no choice but to submit to, which originates from one's bloodline!
All the ancient dragons prostrated themselves on the ground, doing their utmost to display true humility in order to appease that sacred and majestic being.
Even the most illustrious ancient dragon clan in the Xuan Tian Realm would not be able to resist bowing down and submitting, willing to kneel at the feet of that aura and worship it devoutly.
Even the strongest clan elders are no exception.
For the elder clan leader, the things he experienced tonight were nothing short of astonishing. The unusual celestial phenomena, the oppressive aura of his bloodline—everything seemed to foreshadow something. But the elder clan leader couldn't think any further, because like the other ancient dragons in his clan, he had involuntarily adopted a posture of prostration and submission.
"This aura, this oppressive force..."
"Has some incredibly powerful ancient dragon been born?"
The elder clansman couldn't help but speculate.
The so-called ancient dragon clan is actually just a branch of the real "dragon clan" from a long time ago.
The dragons of that era were ancient, powerful, and inviolable.
They possess boundless power and hold countless secrets.
But that era is too distant and has long since disappeared into the river of history.
But the dragon's pride remains unchanged.
Although the dragon race has also declined significantly, if the ancient dragon race inherited anything, it was neither power nor secrets, but only that pride.
……
In a very distant place, there is a vast realm filled with divine light.
On a sacred mountain bathed in divine light, there stood a magnificent palace. Inside the palace, a young man clad in golden armor suddenly opened his eyes.
He looked up at the sky, his azure pupils like two bright stars, dazzling yet pure. His brows were furrowed, but what appeared in his eyes was the shadow of a dragon!
He suddenly stood up, and the mere act of standing up exuded a powerful aura.
Fine golden dragon scales appeared at the corners of his eyes.
Although he looks young, the sense of vicissitudes he exudes tells those who meet him that he is not young and is definitely not someone to be trifled with.
With a flash, the golden-armored youth disappeared. When he reappeared, he was somewhere in this vast realm, where there was a silver lake. He bowed to the lake and said, "Old Dragon Ancestor."
After a while, a few small bubbles rose slightly on the surface of the silvery lake.
"It's the Dragon Emperor... I knew you would come."
A deep, indistinct, aged voice came from beneath the lake.
"Just now, a... voice appeared in my mind, making me involuntarily want to..."
The Dragon Emperor seemed to be carefully considering the words he was about to say.
"You want to submit, you want to kneel, you want to die for that voice, right?"
The old dragon ancestor's words revealed the dragon emperor's true thoughts. He nodded; since it had been pointed out, there was nothing more to say, but he truly couldn't bring himself to speak. How could he, the mighty dragon emperor, the supreme ruler of the "Primordial Dragon Realm," possibly feel submission to a dragon's roar that appeared in his mind for no apparent reason?
Unbelievable.
"Ah, I feel the same way, so don't worry. I'm even having some trouble telling outsiders about it now, hahaha..."
"What?! Even you..."
The Dragon Emperor was shocked to hear that the old Dragon Ancestor shared the same feelings as him.
"Oh dear, that is, after all, the aura and voice of our Holy Dragon Clan's ancestor. Our bloodlines both originate from it, so it's nothing special."
The old dragon ancestor took it all in stride.
"You mean... the Primordial Sacred Dragon?!"
"The first dragon born in the 'Seven Realms' when heaven and earth were first created and chaos had not yet dissipated?"
The Dragon Emperor was even more bewildered now.
He knew about the Primordial Sacred Dragon; it was the bloodline origin of all dragon races in the Seven Realms. "Primordial" was such a weighty term. But the Primordial Sacred Dragon had long since passed away, and this "Primordial Dragon Realm" was what it transformed into after its death! "I'm puzzled as to why I can still sense the aura of the Primordial Sacred Dragon, right?"
The old dragon ancestor smiled.
The Dragon Emperor did not hide his doubts; this truly surprised him, especially since he was no different from a child in front of the Old Dragon Ancestor.
"Well, I don't know either. I've never heard of our first ancestor being able to be resurrected. When it dies, everything will return to the heavens and earth, unless its rebirth is the will of the heavens, but that's unlikely."
Of course, even the old dragon ancestor didn't know what was going on.
"But I was still able to barely sense the source of that aura."
"where is it?"
The Dragon Emperor was somewhat anxious.
He couldn't wait to find out what caused the voice that appeared in his mind. "The Xuan Tian Realm."
"...How did I end up in that damn place?"
The Dragon Emperor was immediately stunned.
The Xuan Tian Realm... was originally a very nice place. But in the end, it split into five pieces, almost triggering an unimaginable catastrophe.
It's not just one realm that's being destroyed; it's the kind of destruction that will wipe out all the remaining realms.
However, after that disaster occurred.
The entire Xuantian Realm, including the smaller realms that split off from it, has been sealed off by the rulers of the other six realms. No one can enter and nothing can leave, so as to prevent the instability of those realms from spreading and causing everyone to suffer.
Therefore, that place is inaccessible.
At the very least, without sufficient strength, don't even think about it.
"Don't rush, let me think about what to do about this..."
The old dragon ancestor left behind his last words, a few more bubbles rose to the surface of the lake, and then there was no more movement.
Only the Dragon Emperor was filled with sorrow.