Under Taiqing's Dao Sound, which struck straight into the depths of his Primordial Spirit, Ancestral Dragon instantly woke from that state of chaos.
The moment he sensed his current condition, cold sweat broke out all over Ancestral Dragon.
The magic power he had accumulated over countless Eons had actually been devoured by that wisp of Heavenly Dao Power—at least ten Eons' worth.
"Many thanks to Your Excellency for waking me."
Ancestral Dragon hurriedly gave a deep bow toward Buzhou Mountain.
If Taiqing had not shouted him awake, he would likely have been completely devoured by that Heavenly Dao Power by now.
The Heavenly Dao might even have used that Heavenly Dao Power to enslave Ancestral Dragon's Primordial Spirit.
Even his previous determination to refine Jidu's Saint Body at all costs had been influenced by the Heavenly Dao Power.
If not for the influence of the Heavenly Dao Power upon Jidu, he would never have entertained any thoughts about Jidu's Saint Body.
After all, Ancestral Dragon's conviction was exceedingly firm. He had long since cast aside the notion of refining a Saint Body.
Yet under the ever-growing influence of the Heavenly Dao Power within Jidu's Saint Body, the thought of refining Heavenly Dao Power had somehow arisen in his heart once more.
Once such a thought was born, even Ancestral Dragon could not resist it.
Had Taiqing not cut off his thoughts with a shout, the consequences would truly have been unthinkable.
Being controlled by the Heavenly Dao would have been the lesser outcome. If the Heavenly Dao controlled him and made him oppose the Witch Race, then the Dragon Clan would be doomed beyond redemption.
After all, they had once sworn a Great Dao Vow to serve the Witch Race.
If they were controlled by the Heavenly Dao through its