Chapter 306

The black dragon, thousands of zhang long and covered in World-Ending Lightning, also appeared before their eyes.

Visible now, under the concentration of World-Ending Lightning, countless Dao inscriptions formed brilliant scales densely covering the black dragon's body.

This was incomparably stronger than merely gathering World-Ending Lightning.

If the earlier tidal wave of World-Ending Lightning posed some threat to top-tier Pre-Saints,

then this thousand-zhang black dragon was far more than just a threat—the top-tier Pre-Saints present even felt the crisis of death.

This was a presence capable of threatening top-tier Pre-Saints.

"What exactly is this?" Zu Wu Jumang looked up at the vast, sprawling black dragon in the sky, drawing in a sharp breath.

It was shock at the power contained within—it was power that threatened the very lives of their Zu Wu.

One could say, if it were a top-tier Pre-Saint, there might still be hope to survive this Tribulation Crossing.

But even that was an extremely slim possibility.

But if a Taiyi Jin Xian were to undergo it, it was simply ridiculous to even consider.

In the past, when others said such things, they had mocked them—but now, the truth lay plainly before their eyes.

"It is clearly a living being formed from World-Ending Lightning," Di Jiang's eyes flickered. "And from this black dragon, I sense a malevolent aura similar to that of our Wu clan."

"Malevolent aura," Sister Houtu whispered. "Brother, it's not so much malevolent aura as the aura of the Chaotic Demonic Gods."

As Zu Wu born from Pangu's essence-blood, and later the Wu clan that formed from them,

their own cultivation inherently carried malevolent aura.

One could say, this set them apart from most beings in the Primordial World—it was a difference in cultivation systems.

Now, they saw that this black giant dragon's aura bore resemblance to their own, which was why Sister Houtu suspected the Chaotic Demonic Gods.

Pangu had slain three thousand Demonic Gods and transformed into the world—the Zu Wu knew this well.

Indeed, in some hidden corners of the Primordial World, perhaps traces of Chaotic Demonic God blood still lingered—it was not impossible.

Precisely because of this, the Zu Wu had a certain familiarity with the Chaotic Demonic Gods.

"Chaotic Demonic Gods," Zu Wu Zhurong's eyes gleamed. "Little sister is right—perhaps this is a spectral imprint of Chaotic Demonic God power, carved by Heaven's Dao from the Primordial World."

"This…" Zhu Jiuyin shook his head. "Is Luo Fu truly human?"

They had not been unfamiliar with Taiyi Jin Xian undergoing the Great Luo Tribulation.

Back then, though Heaven's Dao would send down tribulations, the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning had never been this extreme, as with Luo Fu.

Heaven's Dao had repeatedly escalated the power of the tribulation.

From the initial Seven-Colored Tribulation, to the later World-Ending Lightning, and now this black dragon tribulation resembling the Chaotic Demonic Gods—

it was clearly meant to kill the being beneath it.

Of course, these Zu Wu knew that Heaven's Dao was, to some extent, fair: to summon such a tribulation meant Luo Fu's foundation was sufficient to warrant such a trial.

Thinking of this, the Zu Wu could not help but sigh deeply.

They already believed Pangu's reincarnation.

Say he was not the Father God's reincarnation—

not only had no such powerful, terrifying Primordial World being ever existed before, but none could ever appear in the future.

"Can the Father God survive this?" Sister Xuanming spoke involuntarily.

"We must believe in the Father God," Sister Houtu's gaze was resolute.

On the other side.

Many Demon Clan elders, upon seeing the thousand-zhang black dragon, also drew sharp breaths.

Perhaps only a handful of Demon Clan elites—Di Jun, Dong Huang Taiyi, Fu Xi, Kun Peng—could face it; the rest of the Demon Gods, even top-tier Pre-Saints, might not withstand its power.

"Your Majesty, what is that? Is it the Dragon Clan?" Bai Ze asked involuntarily.

Though the Dragon Clan's status in the Primordial World was now low, Bai Ze, as a high echelon of the Demon Clan, knew that in the past, Long Feng and Beginning Qilin had been the masters of the Primordial World.

Just as their current Hegemonic Struggle with the Wu clan resembled it.

But that ancient three-clan war ended without a victor—instead, all three clans weakened together.

Precisely because of this, later eras allowed the myriad races of the Primordial World to rise again, creating the opportunity for the Wu-Demon Hegemonic Struggle.

Of course, Bai Ze had seen Dragon Clan members before—those dragons were utterly incapable of matching the current Demon Clan.

One could say, the Dragon Clan's top-tier powerhouses seemed to have vanished entirely.

Now, was this black dragon born from World-Ending Lightning one of those ancient Dragon Clan elders?

Though the Dragon Clan had faded from history, the upheavals they once caused in heaven and earth—some weaker Demon Clan members might not know, or had never experienced such events.

But Di Jun, Dong Huang Taiyi, and other Primordial Deities had witnessed the brutality of the Era of Hegemonic Struggle between Long Feng and Beginning Qilin.

Countless Pre-Saints perished in those three clans' battles.

The heavens and earth were stained red; the entire Primordial World suffered unimaginable destruction.

At that time, Di Jun, Dong Huang Taiyi, and others had not yet become Pre-Saints; facing the great final battle of the three clans, they could only tremble in fear.

The gap in power was too vast.

Though the three clans had not heard the teachings of Ancestor Hongjun, as the dominant forces of the Primordial World, Long Feng and Beginning Qilin each possessed their own Dao lineages—enough to allow their elite to break through and become Pre-Saints.

For example, the green dragon Luo Fu met on Mount Kunlun—that was one such representative; he was a Pre-Saint, yet still perished in that ancient three-clan final battle.

This alone proved the destructive power of those battles was beyond ordinary beings' comprehension.

Let that pass for now.

Di Jun, hearing Bai Ze's question, gazed deeply at the monstrous black dragon. "That is not the true Dragon Clan—it is a dragon formed from Heaven's Dao power."

"I never expected such a transformation in this Great Luo Tribulation," Di Jun's gaze held unusual color.

Luo Fu's Great Luo Tribulation had repeatedly exceeded Di Jun's understanding.

The earlier black World-Ending Lightning was already terrifying.

Unexpectedly, that terrifying world-ending lightning could still ascend, giving rise to such a transformation of heaven and earth.

Even if he faced this power, he would have to proceed with the utmost caution—one misstep, and he might perish beneath this heavenly dao's thunderous judgment.

Unexpectedly, a mere human of Taiyi Jin Xian status could achieve this.

At this moment, Di Jun hesitated, wondering how he should handle the matter of the Nine-Headed Beast of the Demon Clan being slain.

"Brother, no need to worry. A mere human facing such a heavenly dao thunderclap has only one path: death," said Dong Huang Taiyi. "I do not believe any human could survive such a heavenly tribulation."

Di Jun clenched his lips at these words and said nothing further.

On the other side.

When Luo Fu gazed upon the black, world-ending dragon, his eyes held a flicker of strange luminescence.

Compared to the Wu and Yao clans, Luo Fu understood far more about this black dragon forged from world-ending lightning.

It was not merely composed of simple world-ending lightning.

It contained the aura of the Primordial Chaos Dragon.

After the Primordial Chaos Dragon was slain by Pangu and transformed into his own power,

the Primordial Chaos Dragon left behind traces within this Primordial World.

For instance, the birth of the Dragon Clan, and the Dragon Pearl through which Luo Fu underwent the Dragon Clan's inheritance.

The origin of all these traces was the power of the Primordial Chaos Dragon.

Now, within this world-ending dragon, the aura of the Primordial Chaos Dragon, along with a minuscule fragment of its true spirit imprint, had been fused within.

Precisely because of this,

this world-ending dragon surpassed the original power tier of world-ending lightning—even Luo Fu sensed a spark of life emerging from within the black dragon.

"Roar…" The thousand-zhang black dragon let out a deafening roar to the heavens, its body wreathed in terrifying black lightning—the world-ending lightning.

"I have resurrected from the River of Fate…" A soft chant drifted slowly from within the dragon; gradually, the aura of the Primordial Chaos Dragon within it grew stronger.

Its vast, lifeless eyes suddenly gained the feeling of a living being.

"So this is resurrection through heavenly dao power," said the dragon, its gaze now alive with sorrow—it sensed something of its own condition.

This was entirely the heavenly dao attempting to exploit the power of the Primordial Chaos Demon.

Once used, the Primordial Chaos Dragon would sink once more into the River of Fate.

Naturally, the Primordial Chaos Dragon could resist—but as a mere fragment of true spirit imprint resurrected, he could do nothing.

It would serve no purpose anyway.

Thus, this resurrected fragment of the Primordial Chaos Dragon could only follow the heavenly dao's design and eliminate the tester.

"To summon such a terrifying heavenly thunderclap with a Taiyi Jin Xian body."

"Throughout the eons of chaos, this has scarcely been seen outside of legend."