Chapter 247: The Dragon God Appears in the Sea Capital, the Deep-Sea Colossus Rushes Over

At this moment, as the energy between heaven and earth was slowly parted, a flood dragon as vast as a great mountain slowly emerged from the void, drifting toward the incomparably prosperous island city below.

"Grandfather, we…"

At this moment, the pretty young woman who had been chattering away nonstop beside the old man below suddenly sensed something and raised her head, looking at the ever-growing shadow on the ground.

In an instant she was shocked, her pupils contracting sharply, her face full of horror as she gazed at the heavens.

"Miss, what's wrong with you…"

At first, hearing his own princess suddenly fall silent, the old man who had been observing the surroundings was also taken aback; he turned his head to look at the stunned young miss, and somewhat puzzled, followed her gaze upward, wanting to ask what had happened.

But the moment he turned his head, he saw a great mountain… no, that was not a mountain!

That was an ancient dragon so massive it seemed to fill the entire sky?

For a moment, everyone was stupefied.

They simply stood there in a daze, staring at the terrifying flood dragon descending from the heavens, because facing a colossal being the size of a mountain falling from the sky, the overwhelming pressure that came crashing down—even though the other side had not released the slightest aura, nor had any intention of harming them—

They were still frozen in terror.

This was the instinctive reaction of the body when a living creature faced a great existence whose level of life far surpassed its own, moving not a fraction of an inch regardless of one's will.

Just like an ordinary person facing a silent tiger in the wild forest, except now this pressure was far more intense.

"Th-that… that is?!!"

"An… ancient dragon?!!!"

"No, that's a god!!! The Dragon God has descended!!!"

Suddenly, on the street, no one knew who screamed and dropped to their knees on the spot.

Afterwards, large numbers of bewildered, at-a-loss people, driven by herd mentality, fell to their knees one after another like dominoes.

Below, the pretty young woman, pulled down to kneel by the old man beside her, now wore a blank expression as she watched her butler grandfather, whose face was streaming with tears and snot, overcome with intense emotion.

This was the first time in all these years that she had seen her butler grandfather, who always seemed eternally composed and calm, lose control like this—so much so that he screamed and fell to his knees in public on the street.

What's more, he had disregarded her wishes and pulled her down to kneel with him.

And at this moment he had not the slightest intention of explaining anything to her, only his lips moving ceaselessly as if muttering something, "Lord Dragon God?"

Wait, Lord Dragon God?

She seemed to have heard that name somewhere before.

The pretty young woman was somewhat puzzled; she always felt this name was very important to her, that it had often appeared in her education, but because she was usually too mischievous day to day, she couldn't recall it for the moment.

……

During his descent, Baichuan also saw the commotion he had caused.

He had no mind to pay it any attention, because at this point he was no longer in the weak period when he needed to hide himself.

His previous concealment had merely been to investigate the specific conditions of the new era.

In fact, were it not for this point, he would not have bothered to pay any attention to these matters at all.

Did one not see that after he had grown powerful in the old era, when had he ever had any intention of hiding again?

A few breaths later, accompanied by a massive splash of waves.

The enormous flood dragon, amid the kneeling worship of all the humans, slowly sank into the ocean, arriving at a volcanic crater half-hidden beneath the seawater.

And this place was where Baichuan sensed the Primordial Dragon's aura was most concentrated.

Without hesitation, he directly swung his slender dragon tail and swam into the interior of the volcano.

In an instant, a wave of scorching heat came crashing toward him, but for Baichuan it was nothing more than a spring breeze brushing his face, incomparably comfortable.

"Clack~~clack~~clack~~~"

As the slender, massive flood dragon drew closer, a strange sound of striking and shaking abruptly rang out from within the volcano.

Hearing this, Baichuan rarely revealed a gentle smile.

"Don't rush, don't rush, you still need to recover, no need to hurry to wake. I am here, sleep at ease, leave everything to me."

As the gentle voice rang out within the volcano, that series of strange striking and shaking sounds slowly faded away.

Seeing this, Baichuan also nodded with satisfaction as he watched the ancient, unadorned stone soaking in the lava in the distance cease its violent shaking once more.

That's right, that strange sound had been emitted by the Primordial Dragon in the form of an ancient, unadorned stone.

This Primordial Dragon, whose injuries were too severe, had fallen into the deepest slumber, having lost all perception of the outside world.

Even when faced with the calls of Zhou Qingqing or his own younger brothers and sisters, the Primordial Dragon no longer responded.

Yet the moment his father god—that is, Baichuan—drew near, even though Baichuan had not called out, he still unconsciously half-woke from his slumber on his own, and then excitedly tried to resume his ancient dragon form regardless of his injuries.

Fortunately, this reckless behavior was stopped by Baichuan.

Looking at this first Juanzhu before him, ancient and unadorned like an ordinary boulder, Baichuan also let out a soft sigh and gently stroked it.

As his will moved, vast amounts of energy between heaven and earth within the volcano began to gather at a slow and steady pace.

Then, under the careful control of the flood dragon Baichuan, bit by bit it slowly transformed into the origin energy most suited to the Primordial Dragon and seeped into that ancient, unadorned boulder.

With the injection of large amounts of suitable energy, the stone that had lost all its divine strangeness also slowly began to light up once more with mysterious patterns, thread by thread.

At this moment, those crimson patterns began to flicker ceaselessly, greedily devouring the energy of the same origin as itself.

The cracks within the boulder, and the severed connections of consciousness that had been lost, were also slowly mending and regenerating.

Baichuan roughly estimated that it would take about half a month for the Primordial Dragon to fully recover and awaken.

Since that was the case, he would stay here for now, waiting for his other Juanzhu to arrive.

……

At the same time, near the seabed volcano in the deep ocean.

"Whooo—???"

Seeing two sea beasts within the volcano, which should have been mere food, fighting and shattering the flood dragon stone shell lying among the lava.

The majestic dragon, whose head was followed by a mass of tentacles, could not help but let out a puzzled cry.

Apparently not understanding what had happened, it stared blankly and at a loss at the empty interior of the volcano where the dragon had gone.

The giant dragon's heart was full of bewilderment and fear; apparently not understanding what had happened, a wave of terror at being abandoned swept straight over its heart.

Was it something it had done wrong?

Why, why had "he" disappeared?

After a long while, it abruptly raised its head, its eyes full of pleasant surprise, gazing at the distant ocean where a Burst of familiar aura had erupted, along with the wave of energy belonging to him.

And then, recalling that during this Time, scattered throughout the world it had paid no attention to, wave after wave of familiar aura had from time to time drifted and rippled out.

This giant dragon finally realized what had actually happened.

"He" had awakened!

And left!

"Wooo—"

After a joyful long cry, the giant dragon excitedly flicked its long dragon tail, and the strange panic and fear of being abandoned in its heart vanished completely in an instant, gone without a trace.

Then it joyfully swung its tail and swiftly hurried toward the source of the aura.

As for its earlier puzzlement—the small matter of "he" vanishing into thin air and leaving—it had long since been tossed to the back of its mind.

This giant dragon-shaped sea beast, with its young and small intelligence, could not hold too many irrelevant things.

So long as "he" was there, everything was fine.

……

(End of this chapter)