The Way of Heaven: what is gained must be lost.
Rather than bear shackles until one could barely breathe, it was better to learn from the white dragon and bravely shoulder the responsibility of a divine beast. Mythical True Dragons were born in accordance with the rules of the universe. With the great calamity at hand, they ought to step forward and accomplish something.
The azure divine dragon atop Purgatory Mountain let out a heavy sigh, his throat rumbling like thunder.
"Even if we escape today, what about the future?"
Qing Shao continued.
"Do not forget that we are divine dragons, divine beasts rather than ferocious beasts. We bear the grave duty of assisting the Way of Heaven in mending and harmonizing the rules. We must not forget it for ten thousand years, or a hundred million years. Never forget why we began. It is time for the Myriad Worlds to know the true Dragon Clan."
Having said that, he offered no further persuasion. He had already made himself very clear. If they remained stubbornly obsessed, then perhaps it was simply their fate.
The giant dragon drew a deep breath. The sound of his inhalation shook like muffled thunder and swept up a hurricane.
The azure divine dragon clung to the summit of dark-red Purgatory Mountain, arching his body and raising his head as he gazed proudly over the Primordial Land. His mane danced, his dragon horns looked savage, and his will unexpectedly resonated with the Way of Heaven. His deep dragon words rolled like endless heavenly thunder, piercing through the seawater and spreading across the Primordial Land with the wind and clouds...
"Azure Heaven above, vast seas bear witness! Qing Shao of the Dragon Clan vows to coexist with the East Sea, to shelter the countless living beings of