Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

The sound of their footsteps echoed in the hall. The white dragon's face was ashen, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Had their dragon clan really fallen to such a state?

Haotian paid no attention to Bailong's thoughts. At this moment, he stood outside the back hall, frowning slightly as he looked at the empty space in front of him. Even with the gathering of laws, he could not see clearly.

Zhulong smiled and said, "This is a treasured place of my dragon clan. Apart from the dragon tomb, this place is the most important. Naturally, we have to use some methods to protect it."

After saying this, he transformed into a giant red dragon that was countless miles long, with a palace lantern hanging from its chin. It seemed that the light of time was burning inside. The dragon's eyes opened and closed, and the entire dragon palace began to change. Day and night alternated. Haotian felt that time was flowing like a river, as if millions of years had passed.

A divine light shot out from Zhulong's eyes, and an ancient-style gate appeared, as if it had returned from ancient times and still bore the marks of time, not belonging to this era.

"Time?" Haotian narrowed his eyes, standing within this law. He stood on it, letting time flow by, yet it could not destroy the heart of an emperor.

After an unknown amount of time, Haotian finally regained his senses. He looked at Zhulong, whose face had lost its rosy hue, and bowed slightly: "Thank you, senior."

If it weren't for the purpose of enabling him to attain enlightenment, Zhulong could have opened the gate in the blink of an eye instead of letting him personally experience the power of time.

"Ahem, it's alright. Now that my dragon clan has submitted to you, the stronger you become, the more secure our clan's backing will be." Zhulong breathed heavily a few times. "Have you grasped anything?"

Even so, he didn't expect Haotian to comprehend the laws of time. He only hoped that Haotian could personally experience and understand the principle that there are people beyond the heavens. Even though he was seriously injured, he was still a Hunyuan Golden Immortal who had comprehended the laws of time. This could be considered as showing his strength, and he could continue to protect the Dragon Clan instead of being seen as a cripple by the people of the prehistoric world.

Haotian gave a wry smile: "The power of time is indeed mysterious. I can only sense the passage of time and the withering of all things."

As he spoke, Haotian suddenly paused. All things wither and die, but I, the Lord, bring forth life. All things are under my control, so naturally I can also control the growth of all things. Isn't this a kind of power of time?

Seeing the profound aura suddenly emanating from him, Zhulong opened his mouth. Had he already attained enlightenment?

What kind of monster are you, Brother Zulong? Your judgment is truly sharp!

A moment later, Haotian looked dazed. He seemed to have understood something, but at the same time, he seemed to have not understood anything. Zhulong looked at him with a solemn expression, as if guessing whether he was the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao.

"Senior, it's time to open the door," Haotian reminded him expressionlessly.

Zhulong was startled and took out a Nine-Dragon Wall from his bosom. Judging from its aura, it was only an acquired spiritual treasure, but it contained the aura of the Ancestral Dragon. The Nine-Dragon Wall was only the size of a palm and was intertwined with each other. At this moment, it was connected end to end, and a divine light shot out from each of the dragon heads. Immediately, a groove appeared on the gate, and the Nine-Dragon Wall fell into it perfectly.

"Boom—"

The gate slowly opened, and a dazzling light refracted from the treasure vault. Even Haotian couldn't help but close his eyes. There were many mixed auras, and what came into view were mountains of rare and precious materials. On the ancient seabed sandalwood, there were only the finest spiritual treasures.

"Dragonfire Grass, is there this much?" Haotian stared blankly at the pile of grass, which was even taller than the primordial immortal mountain. "Icewood, Thunder Vine..."

The sheer variety of rare and precious materials left Haotian somewhat overwhelmed, and he finally came to understand the profound heritage of the three founding clans.

"Oh, these are just what's left. The previous battle consumed 60% of them," Zhulong said casually. "You should know that my dragon race is born with the ability to control elements such as water, fire, thunder, and rain, but most dragons only choose one to specialize in. For example, dragon fire grass can enhance the power of dragon flames. These are just basic spiritual items. After all, my dragon race has dominated the four seas for several eons."

Haotian calmed his shock and looked at Zhulong with a complicated expression: "Senior is truly generous."

With such profound resources, they even agreed to his request: 50% of the treasure vault. If he obtained it, he would instantly become the richest person in the prehistoric world besides Hongjun.

Zhulong didn't even lift his eyelids: "Without sufficient strength, all of this will only benefit others."

"Yes, senior thinks so highly of me, I can't let you regret your investment." Haotian chuckled. Now that he had accepted the dragon clan, he had to take responsibility for them.

"Let's go further in; the real treasures are in the deepest part." Zhulong coughed as he walked until they entered the deepest part. The shelves here could be considered top-grade spiritual objects, second only to top-tier divine objects like the Nine Heavens Breath Soil. They were enough to allow a Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivator to gather the five elements in his chest.

"Forty-three innate spiritual treasures." Haotian composed himself. "As expected of the Dragon Clan, they are indeed wealthy."

Presumably, the magical treasures possessed by the Great Luo Golden Immortal Dragon Clan who went to the battlefield have all been lost, and these are the last remaining treasures of the Dragon Clan.

Zhulong walked to the giant pillar at the very center. The towering white pillar made Haotian momentarily lose his composure. The Taiyi Golden Essence and the Deep Sea Black Iron must have searched the entire seabed.

It's worth noting that a fist-sized amount of Taiyi Golden Essence can be used to refine a high-grade acquired spiritual treasure. The wealth of the Dragon Clan is no joke.

The Candle Dragon transformed into its original form and spiraled upwards, exuding an aura of antiquity. It connected with the divine pillar, seemingly reminiscing about something.

A moment later, a red light flashed, and Zhulong stood in front of Haotian with a complicated expression, holding a round bead in his outstretched palm, which emitted the fluctuations of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

"This is my elder brother's Ancestral Dragon Pearl, and it is also the spiritual pillar of our dragon clan. With you in charge, the entire dragon clan will regard you as the ancestral dragon, and they will never oppose your orders."

The Ancestral Dragon Pearl hovered in front of Haotian, causing him to lose his senses for a moment. He seemed to see the domineering figure from the East China Sea in this Ancestral Dragon Pearl.

Haotian took it. He could sense that the Ancestral Dragon Pearl was connected to all the dragons, and the dragons had seven Grand Luo Golden Immortals...?

Two of them were not in the Dragon Palace, but seemed to be in a strange space, where even their presence was intermittent.

Zhulong looked at Haotian with a calm expression. He knew that handing over the Ancestral Dragon Pearl would reveal his family's secrets, but so what? Every family has a few hidden trump cards!

Haotian thought so too. Now that the Dragon Clan had submitted to him, the strength of the Dragon Clan meant the strength of his own power.

The only difference between them is that their destinies are intertwined. Not to mention he wouldn't dare, even Zhulong wouldn't dare. Otherwise, with the overwhelming karmic pressure, even Hongjun might come looking for them.

"I have something very strange. The dragon pearl of the dragon race should be similar to an inner core, but how can this ancestral dragon pearl be a primordial spiritual treasure?"

Zhulong was taken aback: "I don't know either. My elder brother said that when he was born, a stream of light fell from the sky and merged into the Dragon Pearl. Later, no problems were found. We can only guess that it might have been a primordial spiritual light that was going to be nurtured into a spiritual treasure. It entered the Ancestral Dragon Pearl and underwent a transformation."

Haotian nodded, "Zulong truly deserves the title of the Chosen One."

"I must pass this Ancestral Dragon Seal to the next Dragon King. It is the central control of the Crystal Palace formation. Please forgive me, fellow Daoist." Zhulong held a seal in his palm, on which a divine dragon looked down upon the heavens and earth with extraordinary momentum.

"That's natural," Haotian laughed. Judging from its aura, it was an acquired spiritual treasure forged by the Ancestral Dragon, but its power was no less than that of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

"Come and collect the treasure; I'll tell you the secret later."