Beating the Ancestral Dragon

Li Xinghe used his will to evolve Pangu's Three Primal Creation Styles, which were divided into Creation of Heaven, Separation of Earth, and Breaking of Realms.

This was something no one else could replicate. Back then, Li Xinghe had stood right beside the Chaos Green Lotus, watching Pangu create the heavens and split the earth.

Tongtian grew even more curious about Li Xinghe's identity. This man must share a close relationship with the great god Pangu.

"Tongtian kowtows in thanks to the teacher."

Such a creation opportunity surpassed any chance in the Primordial World. With this method, Tongtian no longer needed to wander. If he could digest the artistic conception within, his strength would surely skyrocket.

But Li Xinghe sidestepped the bow. What a joke—if he accepted Tongtian as a disciple, his interference in the Primordial World would be too great, and he'd be settled up with in no time.

"You and I have no master-disciple fate. In the future, you will meet your own teacher. I am Pangu's brother; you may call me Uncle." Li Xinghe said.

Tongtian was stunned. He never expected Li Xinghe to have such origins—no wonder even the Ancestral Dragon had to back down.

He had also enlightened the Ancestral Dragon. Such a foundation truly matched his status.

"Thank you, Uncle!" Tongtian bowed again. A great power like this wouldn't bother deceiving him.

Just then, Li Xinghe's heart leaped. He counted on his fingers and immediately rushed off in a flurry.

Before Tongtian could ask, he heard Li Xinghe's voice transmission: "That little mouse beside you shares a fate with you. You can train him well."

"I will heed Uncle's instruction." Tongtian looked at the Treasure Seeking Mouse. Though small in stature, it was decked out in treasures—quite amusing.

"From today on, I'll call you Duobao!" The Treasure Seeking Mouse was ecstatic and bowed to Tongtian again.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Li Xinghe cursed angrily, "Damn Ancestral Dragon. I just let you go, and you go bully my daughter. If I don't beat the shit out of you today, you'll be lucky to come out clean."

It turned out that after failing to kill Tongtian, the Ancestral Dragon had thought of Xuan Ming and Houtu, who had also killed three of his sons.

Repelled by Li Xinghe, he was furious and needed to vent his rage.

Soon, he found the Qilin Race's encampment and struck out at everyone directly.

The Ancestral Dragon was a Late Golden Immortal of the Origin. Ordinary Qilin Race members were no match for him.

Even a Peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal couldn't withstand a casual blow from him.

In the end, only Xuan Ming, Houtu, and Si Bu Xiang, who was protected between them, survived.

"No good, it's the Ancestral Dragon." The three's faces changed drastically. They hadn't expected the Ancestral Dragon to be so shameless as to lower himself to attack them.

The Ancestral Dragon was also surprised. Striking out in fury, yet some still survived.

Clearly, the strongest here was only a Peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

But when he saw the Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner and the Twelve-Grade Pure World Green Lotus, he understood.

"Unexpected to find two Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures here." The Ancestral Dragon was overjoyed.

He had been a bit disappointed earlier about failing to seize the Qingping Sword, but now he was doubly compensated.

"Truly, the Heavenly Dao favors I." The Ancestral Dragon thought to himself.

"Two sisters, you flee first. The Ancestral Dragon is targeting my Qilin Race; this has nothing to do with you." Si Bu Xiang stepped forward directly.

If Xuan Ming and Houtu hadn't saved his life back then, he would have died long ago.

"Little Qilin, don't talk defeat. We'll fight him to the death if we have to." Xuan Ming looked defiant.

"Flee? None of you are leaving today." The Ancestral Dragon snorted coldly.

The mighty mana of a Golden Immortal of the Origin pressed down. The Apricot Yellow Banner emitted a faint glow but soon couldn't hold out.

"We should have listened to Adoptive Father. This era belongs to the Three Primal Races." Xuan Ming felt some regret.

Her own fall didn't matter, but she had dragged Houtu into it.

Just as the Ancestral Dragon struck a third time, a furious shout rang out: "Ancestral Dragon, how dare you bully my daughter!"

That voice was like the Ancestral Dragon's bane, making him reflexively pull back his claws.

"You again? Are you deliberately opposing I?" The Ancestral Dragon was enraged too.

He, the self-proclaimed strongest in the Primordial World, had been scared by Li Xinghe—this was a disgrace.

"You're not worthy of that." Li Xinghe sneered.

Xuan Ming and Houtu were thrilled. Li Xinghe's arrival meant they were safe. They had absolute trust in their Adoptive Father.

"Adoptive Father, the Ancestral Dragon is so despicable, ambushing us. My blood is still churning—I think I'm injured inside." Xuan Ming started acting spoiled again.

Si Bu Xiang couldn't help but marvel. Was this still the Xuan Ming Ancestral Witch who killed dragons without blinking?

"Ancestral Dragon, hear that? Our daughter's been frightened. Get on your knees and apologize right now, then take out some treasures to compensate them." Li Xinghe was domineering.

If you bully Tongtian, fine—he's a grown man. But bully my daughter? Sorry, you've hit a wall.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Today, those two are dead for sure." The Ancestral Dragon roared.

"Fine, fine, fine. My daughter has been frightened today, and I can't tell right from wrong anymore. Let me show you that there's a sky beyond the sky." Li Xinghe charged straight in.

"Adoptive Father, go for it!" Xuan Ming and Houtu turned into fangirls, cheering him on.

"The Ancestral Dragon is a Late Golden Immortal of the Origin. Could this senior be even stronger than him?" Si Bu Xiang was incredulous.

He couldn't help but think of what his father, the Beginning Qilin, had said—that during the Fierce Beast Calamity, there was a great power at Buzhou Mountain far stronger than him. Could this be Xuan Ming and Houtu's father?

The two top-tier powerhouses clashed purely with their physical strength, leaving everyone utterly stunned.

Si Bu Xiang, in particular, was deeply shaken. He never imagined there could be someone in this world whose physical strength could rival the Ancestral Dragon's.

Though Li Xinghe was only at the Middle Golden Immortal of the Origin stage, he cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique and had consumed vast amounts of Pangu's Essence Blood. His physical body was in no way inferior to the Ancestral Dragon's.

Moreover, he had some comprehension of the Great Dao of Strength and had mastered the profound essence of the Three Primal Creation Styles. Before long, he had beaten the Ancestral Dragon black and blue.

Yet he did not deliver a killing blow, fearing that once his murderous intent arose, the Eye of the Great Dao would manifest.

"You have courted death," the Ancestral Dragon roared in fury, directly summoning the Ancestral Dragon Pearl—a treasure comparable to an Innate Supreme Treasure.

"This treasure is the heirloom of my Dragon Clan. It requires no refinement to unleash its full power. Die!" The Ancestral Dragon was now fighting for real.

He refused to believe that, under the favor of the Heavenly Dao, anyone could be his match. He had merely been unwilling to offend such a powerhouse before.

After all, with the Three Races Hegemony underway, Yuan Feng and the Beginning Qilin joining forces was already enough to give him trouble. If Li Xinghe were added to the mix, his defeat would be certain.

Little did he know that Li Xinghe had never taken him seriously at all. The reason he hadn't killed him was simply a matter of fate—he didn't want to be targeted.

"Playing with pearls? Sorry, but I have one too." Li Xinghe smiled faintly.

The Ancestral Dragon sneered. The Ancestral Dragon Pearl was the Dragon Clan's heirloom since the dawn of creation, born from the Fortune of the primordial world. No other treasure could possibly compare.

Yet the moment Li Xinghe summoned the Chaos Pearl, the Ancestral Dragon Pearl in the Ancestral Dragon's hand immediately lost control.

It was like a mouse seeing a cat—utterly incapable of exerting any power.

The Ancestral Dragon was stunned. It really was a pearl, but one that seemed many times more powerful than the Ancestral Dragon Pearl.

"A Chaos Supreme Treasure—it's actually a legendary Chaos Supreme Treasure." The Ancestral Dragon panicked completely, wanting nothing more than to turn and flee.

How the hell was he supposed to fight this? The Ancestral Dragon Pearl was completely immobilized. Was he supposed to use his physical body to directly clash with a Chaos Supreme Treasure?

Short of Pangu's rebirth, no one would have that kind of courage!

"Adoptive Father, that pearl is really pretty. Can I borrow it to play with?" Xuan Ming looked up at the sky with envy.