Ancestor Dragon's Shadow

Looting brings momentary pleasure.

Once the desire is satisfied, the passion dissipates.

Looking at the mountain of treasures and rare objects, one of the Demon Saint hesitated.

"Won't doing this provoke the hostility and retaliation of the Primordial Immortal Gods?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Even without this incident, haven't we been targeted enough already?"

"That's right, at worst, we can send a portion to Phoenix Perch Mountain as tribute."

The rest is enough for us to enjoy for a long time.

If we're really being targeted, then we'll just stay in the Northern Domain and not go out.

"They still dare to invade the Northern Domain? Are they going to fight us to the death?"

"Haha, fellow Daoists, you're right."

The other Quasi-Sage fellow Daoists arrived a bit too early, otherwise we could have grabbed a few more!

This exchange reassured the demon Demon Saint even more.

With the Saint Nuwa protecting us, what is there to fear as long as we don't die?

Anyway, once they've eaten something, they won't spit it out.

Moreover, they did indeed kill quite a few Evil Demon hiding in the North Sea.

Consider these resources as a reward for their hard work.

As for what happened afterward, the Primordial Immortal Gods retaliated against the other members of the demon race.

The Old Ancestor Kunpeng and his companions were even less concerned.

After the collapse of the demon race's Heavenly Court.

The Old Ancestor Kunpeng and other Demon Saint didn't value the demon race much.

The demon race is now merely a tool for them to do odd jobs and collect cultivation resources.

As long as the demon race is not wiped out, the Old Ancestor Kunpeng and the others can accept it.

Little did they know, the Saint Nuwa, whom they regarded as their great protector, was...

At this moment, he was secretly gritting his teeth in anger at the despicable behavior of the Old Ancestor Kunpeng and his companions.

The actions of these Demon Saint have truly tarnished the reputation of the demon race and the Demon Cult.

Although the demon race itself has no reputation to speak of.

A large number of Evil Demon were killed by the Old Ancestor Kunpeng and several other Demon Saint.

This left the bloodthirsty aura in the North Sea unchecked, making the sea area even more gloomy and terrifying.

The Quasi-Sages arrived one after another did not care about this.

Let alone just some malevolent energy or resentment, they can walk on even the Nether Hell as if it were nothing.

As a large number of Quasi-Sage -Quasi-Sages descended, they began to carefully search the sea, hoping to find the Innate Middle Thousand World or even the Great Thousand World.

And in the area adjacent to the North Sea, at the junction of the East and North Seas.

The long-awaited Dragon Race elders finally arrived in the North Sea after several Demon Saint descended upon them.

Taking advantage of the Demon Saints' rampage in the North Sea, they launched their operation.

Several remnants of the Daluo Golden Immortal directly sacrificed forty-nine True Dragon at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm.

There were voluntary Ancestor Dragon Worshipper, as well as non- Dragon Palace cultivators who were captured.

"Your Majesty the Great Ancestor Dragon, your people yearn for your return."

The remaining dozen or so Dragon Race elders excitedly worshipped and shouted towards the Eastern Sea.

The First Ancestor Dragon sacrificed himself to fill the Four Seas Sea Eye, and his soul dissipated and merged into the Eastern Sea.

As long as the Eastern Sea doesn't dry up, the Ancestor Dragon will always have a glimmer of hope.

When Yinglong summoned the Ancestor Dragon to Demonized, it was briefly destroyed by the Heavenly Dao Divine Thunder.

However, this did not completely extinguish the hope of the Ancestor Dragon's resurrection.

At this moment, with the sacrifice of a large amount of True Dragon Quintessential Blood and soul, a remnant of the Dragon Race is calling out using mysterious means.

The Remnant Soul the Ancestor Dragon's soul, scattered throughout the Eastern Sea, began to converge towards the Blood Sacrifice Altar, drawn by the call.

At this moment, all eyes in the Primordial Wilderness were focused on the North Sea, where several Demon Saint were plundering the Primordial Immortal Gods.

It's unclear whether it's due to the Dragon Race race's good fortune or the flourishing of the Devil Dao Fortune.

Even the Sage did not turn their gaze toward the neighboring Eastern Sea at this moment.

This allowed the dragon Dragon Race elders to successfully carry out their plan.

As the Remnant Soul of the Ancestor Dragon continued to coalesce, a shadow covering a vast expanse of sea appeared beneath the surface.

Ultimately, the soul of the Ancestor Dragon was completely condensed and formed during the Blood Sacrifice.

A long, dark Dragon Shadow, like a mechanical puppet, roamed the deep sea.

It has a soul but no spirit!

The Ancestor Dragon Soul that was condensed had no Spiritual Nature consciousness whatsoever; it was merely an empty shell.

"It seems that a simple Blood Sacrifice is not enough to truly resurrect the Ancestor Dragon."

"Then let's move on to the next step!"

After exchanging ideas, the elders of the Great Luo Dragon Clan immediately sprang into action again.

An elder of the Daluo Golden Immortal Clan arrived before the Ancestor Dragon Soul.

He personally guided the Ancestor Dragon Soul across the boundary of the seas and headed towards the Deep North Sea.

"The last time the Ancestor Dragon was resurrected, it successfully attracted the Demonic Path Origin."

With the reappearance of the Ancestor Dragon, it will surely stir up the Demonic Path Origin once again.

With the blessing of the Demonic Path Origin, the resurrection of the Ancestor Dragon is just around the corner.

"This North Sea is imbued with the Quintessential Blood and Remnant Soul of countless immortals and gods, and is permeated with a bloodthirsty aura, making it perfect for nourishing the Ancestor Dragon Soul. Truly, heaven is helping my Dragon Race!"

"Once the Ancestor Dragon is resurrected, Attain Sainthood will be a matter of moments. The revival of our Dragon Race and our domination of the primordial Primordial Wilderness will not be far off."

Gazing at the shadow of the Ancestor Dragon Soul that had vanished into the North Sea, several Dragon Race elders excitedly made their predictions.

Just then, a sigh echoed in the void.

The faces of the dozen or so surviving Dragon Race elders froze.

"Well!"

"Why are you doing this? The Ancestor Dragon is dead. Even if he were to be resurrected, he might not be the same person he once was."

Accompanied by a clear, cool voice, the figure of the Water Spirit Holy Mother quietly appeared above everyone's heads.

"Water Spirit Holy Mother!"

"Holy Mother!"

Upon seeing the Water Spirit Holy Mother, the hearts of the dozen or so Dragon Race elders skipped a beat.

"Our Holy Mother is wise and we are well aware of what you have said."

Even if there's only a sliver of hope for Ancestor Dragon, we'll still give it a try!

"You have to take a chance to succeed, right?"

An elder of the Late-stage Grand Unity Realm True Dragon Realm, regaining his composure, stepped forward and spoke.

"Should we gamble on that slim, Void chance of survival?"

The Water Spirit Holy Mother took three steps through the air, passing over the crowd.

His gaze was fixed on the Deep North Sea, and a complex, Spiritual Light flickered in his pupils.

The old Dragon Race member from the Late-stage Grand Unity seemed to be interested in the Water Spirit Holy Mother.

They couldn't help but want to continue persuading the Water Spirit Holy Mother to help them.

If the Water Spirit Holy Mother is willing to help them, then the chances of the Ancestor Dragon being resurrected will be much greater.

"Holy Mother Majesty, perhaps you should..."

The sound interrupted the Water Spirit Holy Mother's thoughts, Water Spirit Holy Mother gaze returned to its icy coldness.

Without turning to look at the crowd, he said coldly:

"Alright, your mission is complete."

There's no need to know the final result.

Those who harm their own kind and Blood Sacrifice the True Dragon shall die!

Upon hearing the words of the Water Spirit Holy Mother, the expressions of the dozen or so True Dragon Elders immediately changed drastically.

"We are elders of the Dragon Race Clan, you are not qualified..."

"Only the clan leader has the right to judge..."

Before the crowd could finish speaking, a Mystic Water flag rose from the water and swept across them.

Both the Taiyi True Dragon and the Great Luo True Dragon vanished without a trace, leaving no remains.

Not even a trace of blood, flesh, or soul fragments remained.

They didn't even have the chance to be reincarnated; they completely disappeared into the Primordial Wilderness.

"I hope your plan will succeed..."

"Slaughter all these Dragon Race, "the Water Spirit Holy Mother muttered to herself before disappearing from the spot.