Ancestor Dragon's Ambition Was Already Written on His Face; Now That He's Broken Through to Sublime Saint, How Could He Let Go of the Chance to Dominate the Primordial World Continent?

Just as he was pondering his future path, a call resounded within his mind.

"Father God!"

Long Zang's mind stirred, and his vision shifted into the Small World.

There, two peerless divine maidens appeared before him.

One had golden hair, with six wings of blazing gold and crimson burning behind her, much like a sacred angel.

The other had silver hair, her wings as pure and radiant as a spirit's, equally flawless in beauty.

Their eyes burned with fervor, carrying an almost fanatical devotion as they gazed together at Long Zang.

"Praise be to the great Father God, whose radiance is eternal and undying..."

The two divine maidens knelt midair, utterly reverent.

Long Zang's heart stirred slightly.

From a certain perspective, it was not wrong for them to call him Father God.

After all, they were the first innate deities born from the Small World, fruits bestowed by the World Origin.

One governed the sun, the other governed the moon.

Long Zang spoke softly, "Rise."

The two divine maidens lifted their heads, their expressions respectful.

"Do you have names?"

"We await the true names bestowed by Father God!" they answered in unison.

Long Zang pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "You, who govern the sun, shall be named Di Xi. You, who govern the moon, shall be named Di Shu."

"We thank Father God for granting us names!" Their expressions stirred with excitement as they bowed once more.

Long Zang nodded and instructed, "Take good care in managing the operations of the Small World."

"We shall heed Father God's teachings!" Di Xi and Di Shu answered simultaneously, then each returned to the sun and the moon, taking their posts to guard their divine thrones.

Long Zang closed his eyes, yet waves stirred within his heart.

These two innate deities, though still only weak immortals by the standards of the Primordial World, were ultimately born of innateness, with limitless potential.

As the world evolved, their power would continuously rise alongside it.

More importantly, with the appearance of Di Xi and Di Shu, he had directly comprehended two brand-new Great Daos:

The Solar Great Dao and the Lunar Great Dao.

United, they became the Yin Yang Great Dao!

Ultimate yang, ultimate yin—true opposition and balance.

This was precisely how Long Zang, borrowing the power of the Small World, took a clever shortcut to comprehend the Great Daos.

He had no Primordial Spirit, so he could not sense the Heavenly Dao like others. Yet through the living beings born from the Small World, he could still grasp the laws.

Now, with just two deities, he had already comprehended two Great Daos.

In the future, as the Small World gave birth to more deities, the number of Great Daos he could master would only grow.

Though it was a shortcut, it was practical enough.

The more Great Daos he mastered, the less he would fall behind in laws when contending with Sages in the future.

Long Zang began to quietly comprehend the Yin Yang Great Dao.

Two Yin Yang True Dragons coiled around him, black and white interweaving, entwining together as radiance flowed into his physical body.

Divine nature was immortal; Eternal Light illuminated Chaos.

It was then that he detected a peculiar force.

It was the power of faith emanating from Di Xi and Di Shu!

"The Dao of Faith?" Long Zang murmured softly.

In the Primordial World, this was not a rare power.

The incense offerings of the later Buddhist Sect and the Heavenly Court were, in essence, also faith.

But for Long Zang, this was an unexpected boon.

Faith power could be converted into Divine Power to strengthen himself, yet he would not be bound by such force.

Moreover, as the living beings of the Small World multiplied, this stream of faith would become immeasurably vast in the future.

A faint smile crossed Long Zang's lips. He closed his eyes and continued to immerse himself in the comprehension of the Great Daos and faith.

Behind him, a golden sun and a silver moon slowly rose, illuminating Chaos.

That was his evolution of the Sun and Moon paths, completely different from Ancestor Yin Yang's way.

The same Yin and Yang, yet they walked different roads.

Millions of years passed, and the surface of the Primordial World remained calm. The appearance of the Supreme Ranking made countless forces sheathe their fangs and lie low for a time. But beneath this rare tranquility, the true undercurrents never ceased.

Long Zang returned from Chaos and unexpectedly discovered a divine mountain shrouded by Yin Yang Two Qi.

He gazed at it for a moment, then raised a hand and pointed.

"Return to Ruins!"

The power of Destruction erupted violently, and the innate Yin Yang grand formation was forcibly shattered by him.

Walking inside, he saw a black-and-white bamboo forest swaying in the wind, ink and pure white interwoven like a natural ink-wash painting.

Deep in the bamboo forest, a black-and-white beast lay sprawled, lazily half-closing its eyes.

That was the first Iron Eater Beast in the Primordial World, born with mastery over Yin Yang Two Qi. Later generations would call it the Panda.

The corner of Long Zang's mouth lifted. "I lack a mount. Are you willing?"

The beast was startled, then pressed flat to the ground by the ancient, desolate aura radiating from Long Zang, trembling as it said, "Master, this little one is willing!"

Long Zang nodded in satisfaction. "Sensible. From now on, you shall be called A Bao."

"Thank you, Master, for the name!" A Bao replied with a simple, honest tone.

Long Zang casually collected the entire Yin Yang Two Rituals Bamboo Forest into his storage world and turned to sit on A Bao's back.

A strand of golden light then merged into A Bao's soul.

It was the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique.

For A Bao, this was a tremendous stroke of Creation.

In this Primordial World era, aside from the great clans with complete inheritances, most other beings relied on groping their way through cultivation.

A Bao was already a rare beast with a formidable physical body, and with the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique added, his potential was limitless.

A mount? In this era, it was more like a personally taught disciple—just a different title.

A Bao carried Long Zang as they traveled far and wide.

Suddenly, heaven and earth trembled. From the depths of the sea, a dragon roar shook the skies.

A vast, boundless dragon might spread, forcing countless living beings to kneel.

A Bao trembled in fear and asked in his simple voice, "Master, what is this?"

Long Zang looked up and smiled faintly. "Ancestor Dragon."

He lightly waved his hand, lifting the pressure from A Bao.

They watched as the golden True Dragon's scales fell off one by one, replaced by scales of Chaotic color.

Ancestor Dragon transformed into the Azure Dragon, his roar shaking the Nine Heavens Ten Lands. All beasts of the Primordial World paid homage.

Myriad Beasts Pay Homage!

Next, the southern sky ignited with nine-colored flames. A True Phoenix phantom spread its wings and soared, burning the heavens to ash.

In the Central Great Domain, a Five-Colored Kirin stood between heaven and earth, radiating auspicious light in ten thousand streams, with blessed vapors rising.

In a single day, three Sublime Saints appeared at once... Ancestor Dragon, Yuan Huang, and First Kirin!

In the Endless Sea, Luohu's gaze was dark. "Finally here."

He had long known that these three were the true protagonists of this era.

With their breakthrough, the calm of the Primordial World would inevitably be shattered completely.

On Jade Capital Mountain, Hongjun sighed softly. "Whether it's fortune or calamity, it's hard to say."

Though he was not one to pity heaven and grieve for men, he understood most clearly... once a great tribulation descended, no one could stand apart from it, not even himself.

And in the Northern and Eastern Regions, Yin Yang, Qiankun, and Three Heavens furrowed their brows deeply.

They knew in their hearts that Yuan Huang might be manageable, but Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin were by no means content to rest on their laurels.

Especially Ancestor Dragon—his ambition had long been written on his face. Now that he had broken through to Sublime Saint, how could he let slip the chance to dominate the Primordial World?

The pressure in the hearts of Yin Yang, Qiankun, and Three Heavens grew heavier and heavier.

Though they already stood at the peak of Supreme Experts, they were still separated from Sublime Saint by a heavenly chasm.

This single barrier had trapped and killed countless prodigies.

No matter how arrogant they were, they had to admit—breaking through was far from easy.