Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Deep in the East China Sea, the core sea area of ​​the Dragon Clan.

As the giant waves rolled, a spatial rift suddenly opened in the void, and a figure stepped out from it.

As soon as he stepped out of the spatial rift, Huanglong was drawn to the figure churning amidst the towering waves.

Those were real dragons.

A true dragon of pure blood.

Some are entirely blue-green, winding and spiraling in the sea, stirring up towering waves with each sway of their tails.

Some were entirely crimson, surrounded by flames that boiled the surrounding seawater and sent up large clouds of mist.

Some are entirely golden, their scales shimmering with a noble light, like the kings of the dragon race.

Some were entirely black, hidden in the shadows, with only their eyes shining like stars.

They roamed the boundless sea, tumbled among the clouds, and practiced their supernatural powers and magic.

Some lunged forward, making a grasping motion, their claws flashing with a cold light, seemingly capable of tearing even the void; others swung their tails, creating towering waves that soared into the sky.

This is a dragon!

As one of the three great innate races, they control the water veins of heaven and earth, and their power shakes the primordial world.

Later, due to the karmic burdens of countless eons, almost all the dragons above the level of Great Luo Golden Immortal were suppressed in the sea eye, while the other dragons could only be confined to the Dragon Palaces of the Four Seas, unable to be free for hundreds of millions of years.

But now...!

Huanglong gazed at the dragons roaming freely, a slight smile playing on his lips.

During the Lich Wars, the Azure Dragon supported the heavens and was also named one of the Four Spirits, guarding the pillar supporting the heavens in the easternmost part of the world. It received a massive amount of merit to replenish the dragon race, and now the dragon race's karma has been reduced by more than half.

All dragons are now free to roam the primordial world without fear of perishing for no apparent reason.

The dragon race finally saw the dawn of freedom.

Huanglong withdrew his gaze, ignoring the newly freed dragons, and headed straight for the Dragon Palace.

The Dragon Palace of the East Sea stands majestically deep in the ocean.

It was a huge palace complex, resplendent in gold and jade, shrouded by a protective array.

Huang Long stood before the great formation, revealing a trace of the aura of the Great Luo Realm.

That aura, deep within the ocean, was like a boulder crashing into a calm lake, instantly creating huge waves that spread deep into the Dragon Palace.

next moment!

Two auras erupted from the depths of the Dragon Palace and arrived in front of the Yellow Dragon in an instant.

The man at the front, wearing a dragon crown and a golden robe, with a majestic face and extraordinary bearing, was none other than Ao Qian, the Dragon King of the East Sea.

Beside him stood a burly man with broad shoulders and a powerful build, his eyes gleaming with piercing light. It was none other than Ao Qing, who had broken through to the Great Luo realm with Huang Long's help.

Upon seeing Huanglong, the two men's tense expressions instantly turned into excitement.

Then, they did something that Huang Long didn't expect.

Ao Qian and Ao Qing bowed down simultaneously, clasped their hands in a fist, and said in unison.

"Ao Qian and Ao Qing greet the young master."

That respect stemmed from heartfelt reverence and gratitude, far surpassing ordinary formalities.

Huang Long was slightly taken aback. He looked at Ao Qing and Ao Qian, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Little Lord?

"What is this, you two...!"

Before Huang Long could finish speaking, Ao Qian had already raised his head, his face full of excitement.

"Young Master, since the Azure Dragon Ancestor became one of the Four Divine Beasts, the Ancestral Dragon personally decreed that from this day forward, you are the Young Master of the Dragon Clan, with the same status as the Ancestral Dragon!"

"You can freely mobilize all the resources of the Dragon Clan, and the entire Dragon Clan will regard you as if you were the Ancestral Dragon."

Upon hearing this, Huang Long understood.

He remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded slightly.

"Since this is the will of the First Emperor, it would be disrespectful for the Yellow Dragon to refuse."

He looked at Ao Gan and said bluntly, "Ao Gan, I have come here to see the Ancestral Dragon. Please open the passage to the Sea Eye."

Upon hearing this, Ao Qian dared not be negligent!

He formed hand seals and used his Dragon King authority to communicate with the location of the sea eye!

The next moment, a spatial passage slowly formed in front of Huanglong.

Sensing the familiar aura emanating from the passage, Huang Long nodded slightly to Ao Qian and Ao Qing, then stepped inside.

Behind him, Ao Qian and Ao Qing bowed respectfully, and only slowly rose after Huang Long's figure had completely disappeared.

Huanglong traveled through the spatial passage and soon appeared in the sea eye.

As soon as Huanglong appeared, he noticed the changes in the sea eye.

The sea eye at this moment was completely different from what he had seen on previous occasions.

The enormous vortex was still spinning, but its speed had slowed considerably, and it was no longer as violent and intense.

Although the dragons suppressed here were still trapped, none of them fell into a deep sleep due to the depletion of their essence.

They were all awake.

One after another, the giant dragons opened their eyes, some raising their heads to inhale and exhale the innate water elemental energy transformed from the sea eye, some closing their eyes to concentrate on cultivation, and some communicating with each other through their primordial spirits.

Hope shone in their eyes.

When the yellow dragon's figure appeared, in the deepest part of the vortex, the enormous dragon head that stretched between heaven and earth slowly opened its eyes.

Those eyes, as large as stars, bore the imprint of heaven and earth. At this moment, they were looking at Huanglong, filled with relief and gratitude.

"Huanglong, you've arrived."

The voice of the Ancestral Dragon rang out, like a thunderclap, clearly audible amidst the turbulent whirlpools of the sea eye.

The voice was full of authority, yet it also carried a hint of kindness and care, as if an elder were meeting a junior they were proud of.

Huanglong bowed respectfully and said, "Huanglong greets the Ancestral Dragon."

He gazed at the enormous head of the Ancestral Dragon, then looked around at the conscious Great Luo Dragons, and said softly, "Judging from your condition and that of the other Dragon ancestors, you are much better than last time."

Zu Long let out a low laugh, a laugh that carried a hint of relief and a touch of emotion.

"This is all thanks to you!"

He said slowly, "Now the dragon race has not only eliminated most of its karma, but the sea eye is no longer raging. This is the first time in hundreds of millions of years that the dragon race has seen true hope."

Upon hearing this, Huang Long shook his head slightly.

"Ancestor, you flatter me. Huanglong only did what he could, it's nothing."

He looked at the Ancestral Dragon and said seriously, "The reason why the Dragon Clan is where it is today is because the Azure Dragon Ancestor sacrificed himself by being trapped in the Eastern Lands to gain merit for the Dragon Clan. The Yellow Dragon's insignificant contribution is not worth mentioning."

Upon hearing this, a hint of a smile flashed in the Emperor's enormous eyes.

"Huang Long, you are too modest."

His voice was deep and resonant, intertwining and echoing with the sound of the whirlpool in the sea.

"Do you know that even without your guidance, the Azure Dragon would still have become the sacred beast that guards the four poles?"

"The positions of the Four Symbols...!"

Huang Long was slightly taken aback; he hadn't expected that Zu Long would say the same thing as Yuan Feng.

Zu Long's voice carried a hint of emotion.

"...Huanglong, it was because of your guidance that the Dragon Clan was able to survive this great calamity. I was right back then; the Dragon Clan's hope rests on you."

Huang Long remained silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Ancestor, you flatter me. Huanglong was merely going with the flow. The fact that the Dragon Clan was able to get out of its predicament is the result of your and Qinglong Ancestor's perseverance for hundreds of millions of years without ever giving up."