Snow Qingcheng and I were both inevitably stunned by this. The result had been beyond my expectations. No wonder Haoxi had sent Snow Qingcheng and me to find the Ancestral Dragon—she had known long ago that the Ancestral Dragon was my Heavenly Dao. So if Snow Qingcheng wanted to prove her own Heavenly Dao through me, wouldn't that put her in direct conflict with the Ancestral Dragon?
I found it hard to believe and hurriedly asked, "How can you be my Heavenly Dao? You're a star dragon!"
"I am." The Ancestral Dragon was utterly unwilling to accept what I said, answering with absolute certainty. Snow Qingcheng immediately looked lost. If the Ancestral Dragon was my Heavenly Dao, then if she became my Heavenly Dao as well, wouldn't that mean there were two entirely different Heavenly Daos?
Thus, the conflict between her and the Ancestral Dragon was impossible to reconcile. Only one of them could remain.
"So that's why you said my fortune wasn't enough, and that I couldn't become a Heavenly Dao of a cosmos... I understand now..." Snow Qingcheng sighed mournfully. As one of the Three Palaces, she naturally knew the Ancestral Dragon's circumstances all too well, as well as the vast gap between her own strength and the Ancestral Dragon's. There was no need to say more about it; she could not even summon the will to resist.
If the Ancestral Dragon proved its Dao, it would undoubtedly begin at the Seven Extremes. Its tremendous scale was beyond that of ordinary Seven Extremes experts. Once the star positions were arrayed and the gods took their proper places, one could imagine how tightly that fist would be clenched. No wonder the Ancestral Dragon said it was my Heavenly Dao. It seemed as though this had long since been destined.