Primordial Era: All-Conceptual-Level Weapon Forging, Whoever Uses It Will Die.

East Sea Dragon Palace, Underwater Plaza.

Looking at Ao Lie, who was twisting and turning wildly on that pink steel pipe, making all sorts of difficult and eye-searing moves.

Zhao Gongming couldn't help but cover his forehead, his face showing an expression of unbearable disapproval.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"That posture, that frequency..."

"It's exactly like watching a rocket launch and ascent at a space center in my past life!"

"They both ascend to heaven in a spiral, but one relies on fuel and the other on odor."

Beside him were Huanglong, Cihang, Yaoshi, and Xuandu.

They all uniformly mimicked the expression of an elderly person using a cell phone on the subway, and then proceeded to complain.

"It's so offensive, it's really too offensive to look at!"

"I have cultivated for countless eons, and I have never seen such...such a shameless method of cultivation!"

"While the results seem promising, isn't the cost... a bit too high?"

Just as everyone was complaining.

boom!

A resounding dragon roar echoed across the seabed.

Finally, Ao Lie climbed to the top of the steel pipe and, in a dazzling golden light, crossed the Dragon Gate!

The previously mixed bloodline instantly boiled and reorganized.

hold head high--!

A majestic and imposing dragon, covered in silvery-white scales, with five claws growing from its belly.

It manifested in the light, swirling and dancing, its dragon power vast and mighty!

"I did it! I did it!"

Ao Lie transformed into human form, trembling with excitement. He fell directly from mid-air and bowed deeply to Ao Guang.

"Father, your son has transformed into a five-clawed dragon!"

Then, he turned to Zhao Gongming, knelt down with a thud, his eyes filled with fervent gratitude.

"Many thanks to the immortal for saving my life!"

"I will never forget this kindness and virtue!"

"From now on, if the immortals ask me to twist, I will never stand still!"

Zhao Gongming chuckled and helped him up, waving his hand.

"It's alright, it's alright, we're just getting what we need."

"I have already gotten what I wanted, you don't need to be so polite."

Ao Lie was still completely bewildered, not knowing what the immortal had obtained.

At this moment, Ao Guang was so excited that he was about to have a brain hemorrhage.

He immediately pulled out a communication jade slip and frantically called for help.

"Second brother, third brother, fourth brother, come quickly to the East Sea! Bring your best sons; there's an incredible opportunity!"

A moment later, Ao Qin, the Dragon King of the South Sea, Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, and Ao Shun, the Dragon King of the North Sea, arrived in a great hurry.

Ao Guang pulled his three brothers along and pointed at the pink dragon gate.

He boasted wildly about Zhao Gongming's prowess and the wonders of Longmen.

The three old dragon kings were stunned.

Looking at Ao Lie, who had transformed into a five-clawed dragon, his eyes turned red.

"Brother, there's no need to say anything!"

"For the sake of the dragon race, I'm willing to lose face!"

Thus, under the terrified gazes of tens of thousands of shrimp soldiers, crab generals, and dragon sons and grandsons, they...

The Four Dragon Kings are four powerful and majestic rulers who govern the four seas.

At this moment, they all suddenly took off their outer robes, revealing... their close-fitting clothes underneath.

Then, the four old dragons rushed to hug the pink steel pipe.

Boom boom boom!

The DJ's music blasted again, even more energetic than before.

"Twist around, second brother, your back's not good enough, make the movements bigger!"

"Third brother, don't be shy, stick your butt out!"

"For the tribe... no, for the dragons, charge!"

The four dragon kings were flipping and tumbling on the steel pipes; the scene was... simply a painting of hell.

The dragon offspring below were all dumbfounded, their worldviews shattered.

"Is this...is this still my father?"

"I'm totally losing it! Father, get down here! This is ridiculous!"

"Waaaaah, I don't want to live anymore, it's so embarrassing!"

Meanwhile, Zhao Gongming and his brothers skillfully raised the photo-taking stone, found the right angle, and frantically recorded everything.

While recording, Zhao Gongming excitedly whistled and cheered.

"Shh!"

"Beautiful! That bicycle kick was perfect!"

"Twist it again, keep going, keep going, that's awesome!"

"These dance moves, this figure—if this were in later generations, they'd all be hailed as 'Liu Ji worth ten thousand coins!'"

The Yellow Dragon Immortal, who was watching with a flushed face, couldn't help but ask curiously when he heard this.

"Junior brother, who is Liu Ji?"

"Why give him ten thousand coins? Is he some powerful figure?"

Zhao Gongming smiled mysteriously, patted Huanglong on the shoulder, and said meaningfully.

"Liu Ji..."

"That was a... powerful figure who specialized in slaying white dragons."

"Senior brother, you'll have a chance to get to know him in the future."

Huang Long was completely dumbfounded, shrank his neck, and looked terrified.

"Slay the White Dragon?"

"Then why should I get to know him? I am Huanglong, but I am also a dragon!"

"Junior brother, don't scare me, I'm easily frightened!"

Just then.

Rumble!

Four terrifying auras soared into the sky.

The Four Dragon Kings successfully ascended to the summit and crossed the Dragon Gate!

With the blessing of conceptual-level laws, the long-dormant ancestral dragon bloodline within them was fully activated.

The bottleneck that had kept him stuck at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm for countless years shattered instantly, as if made of paper.

Early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal!

Four Great Golden Immortals!

The strength of the dragon race has undergone a qualitative leap at this moment!

"Hahaha, it worked! It really worked!"

Ao Guang and the others transformed into human form and landed, tears streaming down their faces with emotion, and bowed deeply to Zhao Gongming.

"Thank you so much, Immortal! Your kindness to my dragon race is like giving me a second life!"

Zhao Gongming waved his hand with a smile.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I've already had a feast for the eyes... cough, I mean, it was just a small favor."

Ao Guang was in high spirits. He waved his hand and shouted to the thousands upon thousands of dragon sons and grandsons below.

"My children!"

"What are you still standing there for?"

"All of you, go up and twist! Whoever twists the most passionately will be the next Dragon King!"

"Charge! For the rise of the dragon race!"

With Ao Guang's command.

Those dragon offspring who were originally still dying in the community.

Seeing their parents' real breakthroughs, the shame in their eyes was instantly replaced by longing.

"Charge!"

"For the sake of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, for the sake of our bloodline!"

"It's just dancing, I've practiced!"

Splash!

Thousands upon thousands of dragons, including jiaolong, qiulong, and panlong.

There were even a lot of mixed-blood turtle prime ministers and whale generals, who, like a swarm of carp crossing a river, frantically rushed toward the pink steel pipe.

Looking at the enormous number, Zhao Gongming couldn't help but sigh.

"Tsk tsk, dragons are really prolific."

"These mixed bloodlines seem to confirm the rumors. Dragons are inherently competitive and enjoy having children with all sorts of creatures."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Master Huanglong beside him and teased him.

"Senior Brother Huanglong, you're also a dragon, so why don't I see you have any descendants?"

"Why don't you have a few too? You can go to the Dragon Gate to cleanse yourself."

Master Huanglong's face instantly turned as red as a shrimp. He twisted the hem of his clothes shyly and lowered his head.

"Junior brother...please don't make fun of me."

"I, your senior brother... have never held a female immortal's hand."

"Still...still a virgin."

Zhao Gongming was taken aback, then became respectful and patted Huanglong on the shoulder.

"That's a good thing!"

"A virgin learns martial arts faster!"

"If you're really lonely... just use your five fingers to take care of yourself, it's not shameful, really."

Huang Long looked completely bewildered.

"Five-Finger Maiden, who is that fairy? Why have I never heard of her before?"

Zhao Gongming: "..."

Just then.

The Grand Master Xuandu, who had been silent until now, suddenly pointed ahead and let out a surprised exclamation, as if he had never seen anything like it before.

"Wow, what an absolutely stunning view!!"

Zhao Gongming and the others looked up when they heard the sound.

The towering pink steel pipe was now covered with countless dragons.

Countless dragons and real dragons were like giant worms.

Following the steel pipes, to the rhythm of dynamic DJ music.

They twisted their waists in unison, frantically climbing upwards like pupae.

Twist to the left, twist to the right, twist your neck, wiggle your butt.

That scene...

It's like a giant, colorful maggot having a party... oh no, a dragon pit.

Because the aura of Longmen was too powerful, the pink beam of light broke through the sea surface and shone on the sky above the East China Sea.

At this moment, all living beings in the eastern part of the prehistoric world could do was look up.

Everyone could see the huge pink beam of light, and the explosive spectacle of ten thousand dragons twisting their waists within it.

Countless cultivators were dumbfounded, and they even dropped the magical treasures in their hands in fright.

"Holy crap, is that the East China Sea?"

"What are the dragons doing?"

"Is it mass heat, or mass possession?"

"They've gone mad! The dragons have gone mad!!"