Ancestral Dragon's voice was not loud.
Yet it fell clearly into everyone's ears, crystal clear and resounding, echoing in their minds for a long time without fading!
Stillness! Silence!
Dead silence!
Heaven and earth fell silent.
A soundless silence.
A silence so absolute it was soundless.
It was impossible to describe with words!
At this moment, everyone's gaze converged on Ancestral Dragon.
Their eyes were vacant.
They could not believe it.
What had they heard? They stared fixedly at Ancestral Dragon.
At this golden-robed man, brimming with domineering presence, standing with one hand on the armrest, utterly unrivaled.
After a long while.
Tathagata finally came back to his senses. He stared at Ancestral Dragon, his gaze still somewhat vacant and disbelieving.
"Ancestral Dragon?"
Though he found it hard to believe that Ancestral Dragon, who had fallen so many years ago, would appear in the Three Realms once more, that was the fact.
He had no choice but to believe it.
Ancestral Dragon.
The Dragon Clan's progenitor.
The first dragon of the Primordial World.
Once one of the strongest beings in the Primordial World.
Who would dare impersonate him? Though the Dragon Clan had declined and occupied an awkward position in the Three Realms, no longer comparable to the ancient Primordial World.
Impersonating the Dragon Clan's progenitor, Ancestral Dragon, carried immense Karma.
No one would ruin their own future by becoming entangled in such enormous Karma.
Therefore.
This man had to be the legendary Ancestral Dragon.
As for how he had "returned from the dead," Tathagata did not know.
Tathagata only knew one thing.
Everything was in chaos.
Completely chaotic.
The present Three Realms had fallen utterly into chaos.
A chaos beyond words.
First, Haotian had returned and reclaimed control of the Heavenly Court.
Then Mount Buzhou had reappeared in the