Zi Qingyun drove the lotus platform toward the imperial harem at full speed. As expected, Li Xiangru hadn't gone far—in fact, he had even run back there. That worked out perfectly, since my ancestral dragon was still circling above the imperial harem, swallowing clouds and spitting rain. The scene was extraordinarily lively.
Ye Yunqiu stood on the lotus platform with his hands behind his back. Looking at the sky, thick with thunder and lightning and dark clouds, and at the dragon's form, so vivid that it seemed to cover the entire heavens, his brow furrowed deeply. "This dragon is actually so enormous. It's as if Heaven's mandate is pressing down from above. Even ordinary immortals would be unable to resist bowing their heads..."
"This is my ancestral dragon. It just swallowed An Shouchen and four other ancestors from the Xuanxian Sect. Then it swallowed the innate ghostly energy, draining the entire Yin Sea of the All-Heaven Realm dry. Now I don't even know what happened—it has already condensed a physical form and shot into the sky." It was a lie to say I wasn't anxious. However, I had always done only what I could do. As for things beyond my ability, unless they were hurdles I absolutely had to cross, I wouldn't foolishly charge headlong into them.
"Oh? It belongs to your family?" Ye Yunqiu observed the dragon's position. "Its energy has already taken form. I'm afraid it has entered the tribulation phase. Look at it—it's lingering around the divine tower instead of leaving. It's being forced to undergo the tribulation." Ye Yunqiu had ultimately emerged from the Ancient God Realm. He was much older than me and had dealt with an ancient sect like the Sacred Path Sect, so naturally he knew a great deal.
"Being forced to undergo