Chapter 819
Roar!
The dragon's roar shook the ages, making listeners feel both unfamiliar and familiar.
In the reflection of the annals of time, the voice seemed familiar…… but who could it be?
In this era, there have been too many bloody battles; just staying alive is not easy, let alone archaeologically reminiscing and mourning the past.
Only when a divine spirit unearthed the past from the dust‑sealed old memories did one suddenly understand and grasp the truth.
It is the Dragon Ancestor—Cang!
The ancient god exclaimed, 'How many years have passed, and I hear his voice again!'
'Wait... wasn't he cruelly dealt with by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun's poisonous hand, kicked off the stage of the ages?' A Great Luo showed surprise, 'Since then, there's nowhere left to trace him!'
If that were the case, the dragon clan back then wouldn't have been so tragic!
Among the four seas, countless dragon descendants lay dead; among humanity, dragon masters repeatedly teetered on the brink of extinction!
If the Dragon Ancestor were still around, how could there be this series of tragedies?
It is precisely because Cang was exiled that the dragon lineage lost its greatest protector, leading to scheming, open and covert attacks, and near extinction!
Only when Yinglong took charge did we barely manage to turn the tide and revive the dragon masters!
He revealed the context of the annals, narrating the dark age of the dragon clan.
That period was the most bloody and desperate age for the entire dragon clan!
There were bird masters seizing authority; the Heavenly Court slaughtered dragonkind!
All the accumulated reserves of the dragon lineage over countless years were swept clean under the overwhelming black hand, even the bloodline nearly severed!
Di Jun dealt a harsh blow, leaving the gods terrified in hindsight.
—This Heavenly Sovereign, to avenge his son's death, truly showed no mercy.
The ancient god was shocked, the Great Sage clicked his tongue.
But that's also the case.
Who let the year's Fangxun be so unscrupulous?
He ordered Dayi to shoot down nine of the ten suns!
The Heavenly Sovereign struck back in retaliation, Chonghua bullied Dan Zhu, and furthermore pursued the slaughter of the dragon's nine sons, leaving them with no way to heaven or earth, enduring life and death… this too is reasonable.
You take the first, I'll take the fifteenth.
Once you're out in the world, whatever you do will eventually have to be repaid.
It's just that countless dragon descendants have suffered, falling in this great calamity.
Only at the end, when Yinglong arrived to continue the line of survival, was the dragon clan rebuilt from extinction and revived from ruin.
But such a dragon clan...... considering their lineage and orthodoxy, should it be attributed to the Dragon Ancestor Great Sage or to Yinglong?
This is a problem!
However, the Dragon Ancestor Great Sage never appeared, so this matter was set aside.
Until today!
With a tremendous boom in Honghuang, the Dragon Ancestor made a dazzling entrance!
Dragon Ancestor Great Sage let out a roar, announcing to heaven and earth his return!
The ancient god, Great Sage, with a complex expression, wavered between sides in the struggle between Emperor Hong and Houtu, a fence-sitter passing the days; now, facing doubts from long-time colleagues, he sighed.
'Only the Dragon Ancestor is allowed to be kicked out, but they're not even allowed to let the War God return?'
'Upon careful thought, that's also reasonable.'
'When humanity slew the fate of the demons and ghosts, in a sense the era of demons and ghosts was declared over—except for Pangu not having appeared!'
'And the sole obstacle, the Dao Ancestor, was also attacked by the Nether River Demon Ancestor up to the Purple Heaven Palace... now it's hard to say whether they're still locked in blood-fight, leaving no spare hand to stop the Dragon Ancestor's return.'
'Thus, beyond our expectations yet still within the logic of the age...... the Dragon Ancestor Great Sage has returned!'
'The barrier that once isolated those several top-tier great powers outside Honghuang... has shattered!'
The ancient god sighed.
Everything is so reasonable; no trace of a hidden agenda can be seen.
But such speculation also caused the eyes of certain great divine-ability users to light up.
'If the Dragon Ancestor can return, then isn't it...... that the true forms of the goddess Nüwa from the ancient blood-war and Emperor Jun, the Heavenly Sovereign, will also return?'
If these words were a thunderclap, they exploded in the hearts of all the gods.
Indeed!
Even such a miserable Dragon Ancestor, a great giant of the Taiyi, can return—let alone those two Majesties!
'A turning point!'
'A vast turning point rare in myriad ages!'
A divine spirit trembled as they said, 'So many peak figures will gather at the era's end, all candidates able to vie for the peak, just one step away from Pangu!'
'Isn't this going to overturn this whole heaven and earth?'
'I feel it...... I've glimpsed a corner of the future…'
'The universe weeps, the Great Dao wails, the world is pierced...... the firmament collapses, the starry sky tilts…'
The divine spirit's flesh and blood tremble, the soul wails, as if directly confronting some utmost terror.
All the supremely powerful have returned; this is a grand event, yet it could also become a bloody catastrophe!
For surely someone will carry out a reckoning!
The overturned Heavenly Court.
The withered orthodox dragon clan.
Would Houtu, blocked by Dihong in reincarnation, cry out——Nüwa save me?
Di Jun, Dragon Ancestor, Nüwa……the heavens and earth are in peril!
The gods present all wanted to turn tail and run.
But they couldn't run.
After all, they had just submitted their allegiance letters, been forced by the Minghe Demon Ancestor to pick a side, and pledged themselves to the Taihuang Divine Dynasty.
Among them, some truly believed in Xuanyuan, believed in the human way, and were willing to contribute for humanity……while others were just in it for a meal—what became of them?
Hey!
But they'd boarded the pirate ship!
Bound to the chariot of the human way, they were to experience the final tempest of this era!
"Hah!"
Di Hong coldly watched Houtu oversee the rise and fall of the era's reincarnation, while pulling back from death the divinities who had once followed her in battle and perished, and also spared a bit of attention to witness the Dragon Ancestor Great Sage sounding the return horn.
Through the Dragon Ancestor's silhouette, he saw too many hidden hands, in the dark pushing forward the arrival of a grand epic drama.
With a light snort, he sent a divine thought cutting through ancient and modern, giving his top subordinate the signal to rise up.
"This day……has finally arrived!"
The Dragon Master's restorer—Yinglong—let out a grimace of a sigh at this moment, most unbecoming.
She was busy with her work, and even as she went with the crowd to demonstrate against the Taihuang, she was doing so, touching the remnants of Donghuang Taiyi, giving her all to fight in this battle.
The Dragon Ancestor Great Sage has returned, and she is the first to face the calamity!
This is a struggle of the Dao, a struggle of authority!
It is inevitable—as long as the Dragon Ancestor doesn't want to work, others will get a free ride.
Then the Dragon Master must surely be reclaimed—stepping on Yinglong to rise, taking back all glory!
The clash of the two dragons, at the moment the Dragon Ancestor Great Sage let out that roar, had already begun!
"Roar!"
"Howl!"
When the Dragon Ancestor's chant ended, heaven and earth fell silent for an instant.
The next instant, countless echoes responded, reverberating from the depths of the era's ages!
Myriad dragons shouted in unison, ancient and modern chanting together!
The dragons' blood burned, their spirits revived!
Although the Dao had changed, during Yinglong's rule the traces of the Dragon Ancestor were unwittingly worn away, a new Dragon Gate stood, burying the past silently, effecting a covert transformation.
But when the most ancient primordial ancestor calls, that spiritual resonance surpasses everything!
The Dragon Master, the dragon clan's fortune rose; in this instant it broke free of Yinglong's control, was abstracted, soared into the nine heavens, becoming a bright, round pearl that shone eternally.
This is a "Dragon Pearl"!
It is the condensation of the entire Dragon Dao's fortune; only those who obtain it are the true masters of the dragon clan!
Yinglong faced an unprecedented challenge.
The Dragon Ancestor's imprint left on the dragon clan is too deep.
Even though she is the present Dragon Ancestor, doing her utmost merely prevents that authority from falling into the Dragon Ancestor's hands first.
"Chant!"
Yinglong let out a light whistle, spread its wings and flew—vast enough to lift heaven and earth, small enough to vanish without trace.
The bearing of cosmic creation and destruction had already begun to show on her.
She struck across time, soaring forth, pursuing the whereabouts of the "Dragon Pearl" to reclaim it.
Meanwhile, the Dragon Ancestor Great Sage's terrifying will descended from beyond Honghuang before itself, overwhelming the era and striking down.
"Junior!"
"You dare to contend with me!"
"Having served as Nüwa's charioteer for two days, you now act oblivious to heaven and earth!"
The Dragon Ancestor lowly growled, the countless years of suppressed resentment now pouring out, letting Yinglong catch the scent of defeat.
"'Your Majesty Xuanyuan, you really think highly of me……letting me face such a ferocious opponent!'"
Yinglong sighed inwardly, "Fortunately, you still have a conscience, not forcing me to win……otherwise, even ten thousand of me could not beat the opponent!"
"'Your wording is still rather subtle……feigned defeat, luring the enemy deeper, strategic withdrawal……'"
"'Sigh……'"
Yinglong was filled with worry.
Feigned defeat is impossible to feign.
She also doesn't need to act it out.
Even with all her might, she still finds it hard to resist!
The Dragon Ancestor Great Sage is a legend, a monument!
He has endured how many trials, experienced how many storms.
Creating the dragon clan, he took a people from nothing and in one fell swoop raised them to occupy half of Honghuang; no matter how many ages pass, this mark cannot be erased!
Such a sage—how could Yinglong, a novice of the necromancer era, hope to defeat him!
Just blocking already left Yinglong scrambling to survive.
It's not that Yinglong's talent is weak, nor her ability lacking……it's the wisdom of combat, the experience of strategy!
The Dragon Ancestor Great Sage has always been a chess player; Yinglong has only just stepped onto this path.
Thus, the Dragon Ancestor facing Yinglong, this era's showdown, is practically a dimensional strike!
Fortunately, someone in the past gazed into the future, already foresaw this scene, and left Yinglong a sinister countermove.
——Taiyi!
A demon emperor of an age, though dead, still scheming, aiming to calculate a dragon ancestor!
All this, yet merely to preserve the last trace of the Demon Race's vital energy!
Admirable.
Lamentable.
Grief spans the ages, echoing between heaven and earth.
Before Taiyi's fall, there were not many regrets.
What little he could not let go of was merely the tribe that followed him in lifelong war.
Similar to Houtu.
But he lacked Houtu's strength and uniqueness, unable to save the departed, even himself.
He could only entrust it to others at his death, leaving a pure land to guard the future's seed.
Among the myriad peoples, few can know him, understand this demon emperor's heart!
Having warred his whole life, Taiyi was strict with himself, self-disciplined to the extreme, his conduct upright…… never tainted by personal affection, sacrificing solely for the Demon Race's cause.
Even if he is the Human Emperor, though their stances differ, he is both hated and respected.
Besides this, nothing else.
In the void of emptiness, a tall deity suddenly raised a hand, brushing across his cheek.
A crystal tear droplet clung to his fingertip.
This is a bodily instinct, a throb from the divine source, infinite sorrow, as if losing something most important.
Once, this throb was blocked by a layer of indescribable barrier.
That barrier was too strong, struck by a Pangu-level supreme being, formed by tacit understanding.
But today, the barrier collapsed.
Thus, a generation hero, tears streaming down his face.
"Why am I shedding tears?"
The deity muttered to himself, then suddenly realized everything.
The severed signal was reconnected, the road home already open, yet he fell into endless sorrow and self-blame.
"Brother..."
"My fault..."
"I shouldn't have dragged you into this era's game."
"If not for my initial stirring of the heart... then perhaps you wouldn't have died?"
A generation Heavenly Emperor lamented.
"Even to your death you cannot let go of the Demon Race... but this originally had nothing to do with you; it was I who dragged you into this mire!"
Di Jun clenched his fists.
At this moment, the so-called Heavenly Court meant nothing to him.
Because in this world there has never been an eternal supreme holy land; even Pangu could take turns.
But brothers, are for a lifetime!
Di Jun could accept the Heavenly Court's downfall, but could not accept his brother's demise.
"Heh... hehe!"
The Heavenly Emperor suddenly laughed maniacally.
"The hegemony of this age is ultimately an illusory flower!"
"If so..."
"Then don't even think of having a winner!"
"Cang!"
"Wa!"
He staggered onto the path home, "You've fought me an entire era; now are you going to win?"
"How can this be good?"
"Brother!"
"Your dying wish was not to let the Demon Race's people live freely in the future era, right?"
"I will stake everything to help you achieve it!"
"No one will be able to oppress!"
"Because there will be no victor!"
Di Jun laughed loudly, "The myriad peoples self-govern, the Way of Man self-governs, all gods fall, the severed earth and heaven connect!"
"Without the lofty gods, who could come to oppress the demons!"
"I abandon the pursuit of the Pangu dream, only wishing to overturn this era's betting table!"
Di Jun laughed and cried, then suddenly with force he plucked something from the depths of his own origin.
——That was the Heavenly Emperor's seal!
Indeed, the Demon Race has fallen, faded, and is about to become yesterday's flower.
But this era has not yet fully turned its page; it naturally still retains a final value!
"Burn!"
"Sacrifice!"
The Demon Emperor's seal burst forth with the most dazzling light.
At the same time, streams of splendid starlight flowed in this void, opening up Chaos and forging the starry sky.
This is the Zhou Tian Star Dipper Grand Formation!
In the past, as Di Jun fought alongside Nüwa's creation of Pangu's true form, they were brought together to this battlefield, yet consequently trapped for countless ages.
At this moment, the grand formation blossoms.
Di Jun stood in the void, his eyes wide with anger, gazing afar at Honghuang; suddenly he let out a great roar, the demon emperor's mark burning and resonating, building a bridge that leads to the ancient star sea.
"Zhou Tian Star Dipper… return!"
He cast forth the Zhou Tian Star Dipper Grand Formation, allowing the ancient foundation of the Demon Race to return!
As the price, he shattered on the spot here, nearly falling.
With such a sacrifice, the effect is naturally astonishing.
The Honghuang cosmos rumbled, countless brilliant stars shone, retrieving their lost splendor, bewildering the world.
The Zhou Tian Star Dipper Grand Formation returned a step ahead.
And as soon as it returned, it descended into utter madness!
The stars turned, it raised a barrier, blocking the intrusion of space, thwarting Nüwa's return path, and striking sideways at the true form of the Dragon Ancestor.
Moreover, what's even more terrifying is…
It also poured backwards the ages, in the collapsing time, severing myriad ages.
——It was waging war against the August Emperor, and blocking the descent of the Dragon-Phoenix Heavenly Court!
"Di Jun has gone mad!"
The divine beings were shaken by this sight.
"He isn't mad…… how dare he do this?!"
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