Immortal Realm, Buddhist Palace.
Within Luminous Glaze Hall, the Heavenly Dragon King sat cross-legged upon a lotus dais, his eyes half-closed as he murmured coldly, "Those five worthless failures still cannot wield the Ancestral Origin Pearl alone, and even together, they may not be able to absorb it.
"I refuse to believe that you brat can control it. What a pity for those countless living beings, forced to be buried alongside him."
"But no matter what happens, none of it can be blamed on me. He himself is insatiably greedy, unable to subdue his opportunity, and suffers its backlash..."
He raised his eyes, his gaze seeming to cross countless worlds and fall upon the distant void.
He quietly awaited the terrifying explosion that would sweep across several worlds. "That old turtle will most likely suffer some minor injuries as well."
Ten days later, the Heavenly Dragon King frowned. "Could this brat have seen through the danger of the Ancestral Origin Pearl?"
A month later, "What a vigilant brat! Either he saw the risks of the Ancestral Origin Pearl and restrained his greed, or he sought that old turtle's help? Most likely the latter!"
"But that makes sense... Since he is the reincarnation of some great being, his experience is far beyond that of ordinary immortals. It is only natural that this move would not work on him."
"Forget it. Consider it your ability, brat."
The Heavenly Dragon King came to his senses, a flicker of regret passing through his eyes. He gathered his thoughts and entered meditation once more, no longer dwelling on the Ancestral Origin Pearl.
Half a year later, one day.
"Senior Divine Turtle, I am about to break through. Please stand guard for me and conceal the aura of the heavenly tribulation. Above all, protect the Chiqing