Breakthrough to the Late Golden Immortal Stage
Having said that, he bowed and retreated step by step, his figure slowly disappearing into the dark corridors deep within the Dragon Palace. Only his heavy footsteps left silent ripples in the water, slowly dissipating like the future of the Dragon Clan.
In the deep, dark depths of the sea eye, only the solitary figure of the Ancestor Dragon remains, as isolated as an ancient reef.
Boundless chains of karma bound him, and every slight movement caused the eerie light on the chains to flicker, as if they were draining his remaining divine power.
Those eyes, which had pierced through countless ages, burned with an inextinguishable flame, gazing intently at a certain location deep within the Eastern Sea —the very place where the Yingzhou Immortal Island, shrouded in immortal mist and floating in chaos, was situated.
Deep in the Eastern Sea, beneath countless waves, crystal palaces rise and fall, reflecting the deep-sea glow and the warm luster of luminous pearls.
However, the magnificent and treasure-filled Dragon Treasure Vault in the eyes of the world is but a drop in the ocean compared to the true essence of the Dragon Clan.
Dragon King Ao Shun hurried through layers of restricted corridors, protected by ancient secret techniques.
Each opening of the palace gate was accompanied by a deep, ancient dragon's roar, causing the space to tremble slightly and shutting out any prying divine senses. He finally stopped at the most secluded and hidden core of the palace.
Suddenly, the view opened up before them, no longer the ordinary warehouse scene. This place seemed to be a world of its own, with the dome flowing with a dazzling light like stardust, and liquid Spiritual Jade flowing beneath their feet.
Countless orbs of light floated within, some the size of a fist, blazing like the sun;
Some resemble water droplets, serene and deep blue; others are divine weapons of various shapes, halberds, spears, swords, all exuding a powerful aura that can cleave the void and shake the Universe.
Innate Spiritual Treasure! This place holds the foundations accumulated by the Dragon Clan over countless years since the Heaven-Opening, numbering in the hundreds!
Each piece carries a lost history and contains the power to stir up the winds of Primordial Wilderness.
Ao Shun's gaze was sharp, carrying a hint of urgency and determination as he swiftly swept over these priceless treasures.
Finally, their gazes settled on the three treasures.
First, the twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls.
They are not connected as one, but rather stand independently, suspended in the void, perfectly round, with a deep color like the oldest abyss. Inside, it seems to seal twelve miniature ocean worlds, where endless water elemental power flows and circulates, heavy and condensed, faintly possessing the supreme power to stabilize Earth, Water, Fire, Wind.
This pearl is one of the foundations of the Dragon Clan's ability to control the seas, and it is related to the Luck of the Four Seas.
Secondly, the Water Spirit Pearl.
It is much smaller than the Sea-Calming Pearl, exquisite and translucent, pure and flawless, like a drop of clear dew that condenses the essence of all water in the world.
A soft, aquamarine glow pulsates at its core, radiating a primal energy that nourishes all things and enriches the world.
This is the supreme manifestation of the water element principle, symbolizing life and purification.
Thirdly, an Azure Dragon Halberd.
The halberd is dark blue all over, neither gold nor jade, but the natal dragon tooth of the ancient Azure Dragon after its fall, naturally engraved with hundreds of millions of mysterious dragon patterns.
The halberd's blade gleamed with a cold light like snow, exhaling a sharp aura that seemed to tear the sky apart. The dragon-shaped phantom wrapped around it appeared and disappeared, emitting a deep and majestic dragon roar.
The supreme divine weapon used by the Dragon Clan conquests is fierce and domineering, yet it carries the dignity deep within the Dragon Clan's bloodline.
"These are the three items!"
Ao Shun a deep breath and decisively waved his hand to put them away. These three treasures, one representing the foundation of the Dragon Clan's power to control the Four Seas (the Sea-Calming Pearl), one representing the affinity and Creation of the Water Origin (the Water Spirit Pearl), and one symbolizing the inheritance and power of the Dragon Clan's bloodline (the Azure Dragon Halberd), are so heavy that they are enough to overturn the ordinary world.
Without further delay, his Spiritual Sense surged forth like a tide, instantly locking onto his eldest son, Ao Guang, who was handling official business in a side hall of the Crystal Palace.
"Guang'er, come quickly!"
A majestic voice resounded directly in Ao Guang's mind.
In the blink of an eye, a flash of azure light appeared, Ao Guang, dressed in a python robe with a resolute face but unable to conceal a trace of impetuousness, stood respectfully before the Dragon King:
"Father, what are your orders?"
"Follow me to the Yingzhou Immortal Island to pay a visit to Qing Huan!"
Ao Shun spoke succinctly, his body surging with Magic Power. A thick, powerful blue light enveloped the father and son, like two shooting stars emerging from the deep sea, tearing through layers of water curtains and rapidly heading towards the sacred land— Yingzhou Island.
On Yingzhou Island, deep within the Chuyuan Palace.
Time seems to lose its measure here. Ten thousand years are nothing more than a few wisps of Daoist fire leaping in the alchemy furnace, or a few ripples falling from the jade dew and nectar in this secluded Dao Field.
Deep within the palace, the spiritual energy was so dense it was almost liquefied, and the pure innate Qi transformed into wisps of celestial mist, flowing endlessly in mysterious trajectories.
At this moment, two small figures sat cross-legged on a futon made of innate warm jade, their auras fluctuating violently, as if they were undergoing some kind of leap in life level.
It was Yuan Lian and Yuan Yu, the attendants of Qing Huan.
Two Immortal Apricot containing the fundamental laws of wind and thunder— the Wind Thunder Immortal Apricots —have been refining with all their might during this ten-thousand-year seclusion. Now, they are at the final and most crucial moment!
Around Yuan Lian, cyan whirlwinds and silver lightning snakes intertwined and coiled, sometimes like a gentle breeze swaying willows, and sometimes transforming into a violent hurricane and thunderbolts tearing through the void.
Her aura rose steadily, breaking through the barrier of the Mystic Immortal realm from the original True Immortal realm, and finally settling steadily at the peak of the late Golden Immortal!
An indescribable surge of power filled my limbs and bones, as if I could stir up the wind and clouds and control the thunder with every move!
She suddenly opened her eyes, her clear pupils sparkling with excitement, like a glittering galaxy.
"It's done! Yuan Yu, I've broken through to the late Golden Immortal stage!"
Overwhelmed by joy, Yuan Lian instantly broke through her millennia-long composure during her meditation. Like a child who had received a new and exciting toy, she grabbed Yuan Yu's arm, who was still meditating with his eyes closed, and shook him vigorously.
"Look, look! Isn't Senior Sister amazing?"
Yuan Yu was interrupted by this sudden "sneak attack," and the lightning energy that had just subsided within her body almost caused her to lose her breath.
She opened her eyes reluctantly, a hint of displeasure at being disturbed on her small face, and pouted, saying:
"Alright, alright, Senior Sister is the best! But..."
He paused deliberately, then suddenly released his aura, unleashing a powerful, thunderous pressure reminiscent of a late-stage Golden Immortal.
"Who isn't a late-stage Golden Immortal by now?"
Yuan Lian choked for a moment, then shook him even more vigorously:
"That's different! I'm the senior sister, being even a moment earlier than you is still earlier! Humph!"
Although it was a boast, the joy that came from the heart was pure and genuine.
Yuan Yu was shaken until she felt dizzy, and quickly begged for mercy:
"Stop, stop, stop! Senior Sister is awesome! But shouldn't we get up now?"
He gestured towards the tightly closed door of a quiet chamber deeper within the palace, a door that exuded a profound Daoist aura.
"Master is still in seclusion inside. Such a commotion might disturb his peaceful cultivation."
"Oops!"
Yuan Lian then belatedly gasped in surprise, hurriedly covering her mouth with her small hand. Her big eyes darted around in the direction of the quiet room, looking like a guilty thief, and she lowered her voice to say:
"Just now... the sound seemed a little louder... I guess... it's alright?"