Return to Dragon Island

Aboard the Ancestral Dragon Ship, Zhou Tong continued to cultivate in silence.

After battling before the Ancestor God Youchao Shi Heavenly Palace for a year, the Deep Sea within him had barely deepened at all. It had even shrunk slightly. Over the past year, he had acquired no Heaven and Earth Spiritual Treasures to strengthen the Deep Sea; instead, his advancing cultivation had consumed much of its potential.

Now that he had such an excellent opportunity aboard the Ancestral Dragon Ship, he naturally could not let it slip by. This ship had accumulated an immense amount of power, all of which had now become Zhou Tong's for the taking.

He breathed in and out with all his might, continuously drawing in the radiant essence from the Ancestral Dragon Ship and transforming it into potential, which settled within his Deep Sea.

During the four or five days aboard the Ancestral Dragon Ship, Zhou Tong replenished all the Deep Sea potential he had expended over the past year, with some to spare. Of course, the price was that the colored mist around the Ancestral Dragon Ship faded somewhat.

A few days later, an aura of the Primordial Desolation rushed toward him. It was the aura of Dragon Island.

Zhou Tong opened his eyes, regret flickering across them. "What a pity. If I had a few more months, I could have completely turned all the power the Ancestral Dragon Ship had accumulated over countless years into potential."

But since he had arrived, Zhou Tong naturally would not linger aboard the Ancestral Dragon Ship. He directly followed its seven-colored rainbow bridge and set foot on Dragon Island once more.

Roar...

The moment Zhou Tong landed on Dragon Island, he heard an earth-shaking dragon roar. It resounded through heaven and earth, its surging sound waves