"Heavenly Dao above, we, the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon, swear here today that we are willing to use our own strength to perfect the rules of the Primordial Wilderness, giving everything we have until we have repaid the boundless karmic burden our Dragon Clan created in the past! We beg the Heavenly Dao and Dao Venerable to grant approval!"
As the resounding, soul-stirring voices of the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon slowly fell silent,
their bodies gradually began to turn translucent.
Seeing this, the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon did not panic. Instead, a trace of joy flashed through their eyes.
As descendants of the Ancestral Dragon, they had already felt guilty over being unable to help much during the previous Kalpa.
Now that their father was dead, as his descendants, no matter what, they had to preserve the Dragon Clan for him.
This was their only wish.
As time passed, the figures of the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon became increasingly transparent before finally dissolving into the air.
They merged into the rules of all things.
Qiu Niu, the eldest of the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon, was skilled in music and became the carvings on the heads of zithers.
Ya Zi, the second son, had a fierce temperament and was bloodthirsty and combative, so he became the blade guards and sword hilts of ordinary weapons.
Chao Feng, the third son, loved high places and distant views, so he became the ornaments atop palace roofs, guarding homes, intimidating demons and devils, and warding off disasters.
The remaining sons likewise each transformed into a symbol of their own.
However, humanity had yet to emerge at this time, so this portion of the Heavenly Dao Rule perfected by the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon