Primordial Era: The Three Senior Brothers of the Taiqing Clan

When Chen Qing said this, the Sanqing group were slightly taken aback, and then a smile involuntarily appeared on their lips.

This sounds arrogant, but it's true. Not to mention that he has three saints standing behind him, his own current combat power is in no way inferior to that of the newly sainted Ancestral Dragon.

The ability to kill a saint single-handedly—even with many coincidences involved—is enough to earn everyone's approval.

Just then, the distant storm clouds finally converged completely above the sea. Bolts of lightning churned within the clouds, flashing with devastating light, as if to tear the entire world apart.

"boom--"

A deafening roar shook the entire primordial world. Then, a series of booming sounds followed, and bolts of lightning rained down upon the ancestral dragon below.

"roar!"

The Ancestral Dragon roared to the sky, and the lightning that struck him did little damage; instead, it seemed to coat his scales with a layer of flowing lightning. His entire body was crackling with electricity, exuding an awe-inspiring majesty that made people afraid to look him in the eye.

"Hahaha, I, the Ancestral Dragon, have returned! Who can stop me!" A joyful voice rang out from the Ancestral Dragon's mouth, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

The tribulation clouds in the sky seemed to be enraged by the arrogant tone of the Ancestral Dragon, and began to churn violently.

A brilliant purple hue appeared at the center of the calamity clouds, and then rapidly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The oppressive force in the sky grew increasingly intense, making all living beings in the primordial world feel as if a giant boulder was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to breathe.

"Purple Heaven Divine Thunder!" That dazzling purple light startled everyone.

Purple Heaven Divine Thunder is one of the top-tier thunderbolts in the primordial world.

Sensing the world-destroying aura emanating from the tribulation clouds, everyone couldn't help but swallow hard.

This attack would likely leave even a Quasi-Saint severely injured and on the verge of death; a slight misstep could result in him being completely reduced to ashes by a bolt of lightning.

Zu Long's expression finally turned serious. After a long period of preparation, the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning finally struck down.

Huge bolts of lightning descended from the sky, shattering space wherever they passed, creating terrifying spatial rifts between heaven and earth.

"roar--"

With a roar, the ancestral dragon soared into the sky. To everyone's astonishment, its four claws and tail seemed to transform into indestructible weapons of war, tearing apart and obliterating bolts of lightning.

This physical strength is in no way inferior to that of the ancestral witches of the witch clan! No wonder he is a top-tier powerhouse from ancient times.

After a full eighty-one bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, everything temporarily returned to calm. Only the tribulation clouds in the sky continued to churn.

Suddenly, everyone felt a tightness in their chest, and felt so bad that they wanted to vomit blood.

The tribulation clouds in the sky quickly dissipated—no, they didn't dissipate, but were completely swallowed up by the hazy gray at the center of the tribulation clouds.

After devouring the entire cloud of calamity, the gray hue transformed into a bolt of lightning and descended from the sky.

At that moment, heaven and earth fell silent. Everyone stared fixedly at that hazy, gray lightning.

The Chaos Divine Lightning, the final bolt of lightning in the tribulation of attaining enlightenment, is also the final test. Even a saint must proceed with extreme caution when facing it.

At this moment, Zu Long also seemed to feel a great threat.

He opened his mouth and spat out a dazzling light that transformed into a spinning bead. Wisps of mist swirled around the bead's surface, highlighting its extraordinary nature.

Chen Qing's pupils contracted. Was this the Ancestral Dragon Pearl? But then he sensed something was amiss—this didn't seem to be a simple dragon pearl. Although it exuded a strong dragon aura, the aura originating from chaos was undeniable.

Recalling a legend from a novel in his previous life, Chen Qing's eyes widened suddenly: Could this really be it?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Otherwise, he couldn't imagine what else in the primordial world could exude such a vast aura.

Chen Qing's mind raced with thoughts. If it really was this thing, then he might really need to make some serious plans.

Just as Chen Qing was pondering, the Ancestral Dragon Pearl, carrying the full force of the Ancestral Dragon's attack, rushed towards the chaotic divine lightning above.

Time and space seemed to freeze at this moment, and everything became still.

"Click—"

A cracking sound rang out, and then that space exploded inch by inch, completely turning into nothingness.

The Ancestral Dragon Pearl dimmed and flew back. The power of the Chaos Divine Lightning was also weakened by more than a hundred times, and it struck the Ancestral Dragon in an instant.

Then, the ancestral dragon's massive body was completely covered by lightning, rolling and wailing in the sky. The lightning raged on his body, indicating that he was not in good condition at the moment.

After a long while, the lightning gradually dissipated, revealing the ancestral dragon's battered body. Its scales were shattered, and its blood was dripping, but its eyes shone even brighter.

"Hahaha!"

A hearty laugh erupted from the dragon's mouth. Then, a flash of light appeared, and the dragon's entire body rapidly shrank, transforming into a dignified middle-aged man surrounded by an aura of dominance.

Purple aura stretched eastward for thirty thousand miles, golden flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses sprouted from the earth, and various other extraordinary phenomena emerged one after another. Then, an immense holy might enveloped the entire primordial world.

"Greetings, Sage!" Countless beings in the primordial world bowed down.

Whether they originally wanted to or not, now that the Ancestral Dragon had passed the tribulation of becoming a saint and had completely become a saint, they had to pay their respects. Even though many people wished for the Ancestral Dragon to die on the spot, they had no choice but to bow their heads.

Of course, this didn't include Chen Qing. He was currently pondering how to get the Ancestral Dragon's dragon pearl.

He could sense that the dragon pearl, formed by the fusion of the Ancestral Dragon and a certain rare treasure, was of great help to his cultivation and might even be the key to the evolution of his original world.

After achieving sainthood, Zulong looked around and then focused his gaze on the Battlefield of Chasing Deer, his brows furrowing slightly.

He also saw Chen Qing and the Three Pure Ones. Even though they weren't close, Chen Qing could still feel the killing intent in Zu Long's eyes.

However, in the end, whether out of consideration for the Three Pure Ones or for some other reason, the Ancestral Dragon did not make a move. He simply snorted and transformed into a stream of light, returning to the sea.

The Ancestral Dragon vanished. Yet, the people of the primordial world remained stunned for a long time. Today's events were truly astonishing—the Ancestral Dragon, whom everyone believed had long since perished, not only survived but had suddenly transcended tribulation and become a saint.

This not only signifies a dramatic change in the future situation of the primordial world, but also means that even without the Primordial Purple Qi, there is still hope of becoming a saint.

Compared to that, the things that happen on the battlefield are simply insignificant.

Chen Qing was also puzzled: how did the Ancestral Dragon become a saint?

Although it was originally said that he had become a saint, he actually thought it was to attain the Dao of Hunyuan. But now the Ancestral Dragon has indeed become a saint and has become a saint in the prehistoric world.

This puzzled him.

But there's no rush. Once the main body emerges from seclusion and attains enlightenment, everything will become clear.