Ancestor Dragon's Ambition Had Long Been Written All Over His Face; Now That He Had Broken Through to Sublime Saint, How Could He Pass Up the Chance to Dominate the Primordial Continent

As he pondered the path ahead, a voice called out in his mind.

"Father God!"

With a thought, Long Zang shifted his gaze into the Small World.

Two peerless goddesses appeared before him.

One had golden hair and six golden-red wings burning behind her, making her look just like a divine Angel.

The other had silver hair and wings as pure as an Elf's, and was equally flawless in beauty.

Their eyes burned with an almost fanatical faith as they looked at Long Zang in unison.

"Praise be to our great Father God. Your radiance is eternal and undying..."

The two goddesses knelt in midair, reverent to the utmost.

Long Zang's heart stirred.

From a certain perspective, it wasn't wrong for them to call him Father God.

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

One governed the sun, the other the Lunar Star.

Long Zang spoke softly. "Rise."

The two goddesses looked up, their expressions respectful.

"Do you have names?"

"Please bestow true names upon us, Father God!" they answered in unison.

Long Zang pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "You govern the sun, so your name is Di Xi. You govern the Lunar Star, so your name is Di Shu."

"Thank you for granting us names, Father God!" The two were overcome with emotion and bowed again.

Long Zang nodded and instructed them, "Manage the Small World well."

"We will heed your teachings, Father God!" Di Xi and Di Shu answered together. Then they returned to the sun and the Lunar Star, respectively, to guard their Divine Positions.

Long Zang closed his eyes, but a stir rose in his heart.

Though these two innate deities were still only weak Immortals by the standards of the Primordial World,

they had been born innate, and their potential was limitless.

As long as the world evolved, their power would continue to grow with it.

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

the Solar Great Dao and the Lunar Great Dao.

Together, they formed the Yin Yang Great Dao!

Ultimate yang and ultimate yin—the true opposition and balance.

This was how Long Zang used the power of the Small World to take a shortcut to comprehending the Great Dao.

He had no primordial spirit and couldn't comprehend the Heavenly Dao the way others did, but through the lifeforms born within his Small World, he could still master its laws.

Now, just two deities had enabled him to comprehend two Great Daos.

As more deities emerged from the Small World in the future, he would be able to master more and more Great Daos.

It was a shortcut, but a practical one.

The more Great Daos he mastered, the less likely he would be to fall behind the Sages in the laws when he faced them one day.

Long Zang began to focus on comprehending the Yin Yang Great Dao.

Two Yin Yang True Dragons coiled around him, their black and white forms intertwined. Their radiance flowed into his flesh.

His divinity was undying, and the Eternal Light illuminated Chaos.

Just then, he sensed a strange power.

It was faith coming from Di Xi and Di Shu!

"The Dao of Faith?" Long Zang murmured.

In the Primordial World, this was no rare power.

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

For Long Zang, however, this was a pleasant surprise.

Faith could be converted into Divine Power to strengthen him, yet it wouldn't bind him.

What's more, as the population of the Small World grew, this power of faith would become immense.

A faint smile crossed Long Zang's face. He closed his eyes and continued immersing himself in his insights into the Great Dao and faith.

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

They were his manifestations of the Dao of the sun and the Lunar Star, entirely different from the path of the Yin-Yang Ancestor.

The same Yin-Yang, yet a different path.

Millions of years passed. On the surface, the Primordial World was peaceful. The appearance of the Supreme Ranking had made countless factions rein in their ambitions and lie low for the time being. But beneath this rare calm, undercurrents had never ceased to flow.

Returning from Chaos, Long Zang unexpectedly came upon a Divine Mountain shrouded in Yin Yang Two Qi.

He stared at it for a moment, then raised a finger.

"Return to Ruins!"

The power of Destruction erupted, forcibly breaking through the Innate Yin-Yang Array.

Stepping inside, he saw a black-and-white bamboo forest swaying in the breeze, its ink-black and pristine-white stalks interwoven like a natural ink painting.

Deep in the forest, a black-and-white beast lay sprawled, its eyes half-lidded with lazy indifference.

It 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.

Long Zang's lips curled up. "I'm in need of a mount. Are you willing?"

The beast froze. Then the ancient, wild aura emanating from him pressed it flat against the ground. It trembled as it replied, "Master, I'm willing!"

Long Zang nodded with satisfaction. "Good. You know what's best for you. From now on, your name is A Bao."

"Thank you for the name, Master!" A Bao replied in a guileless voice.

With a casual gesture, Long Zang gathered the entire Yin Yang Two Rituals Bamboo Forest into his storage world, then swung onto A Bao's back.

A streak of golden light entered A Bao's soul.

It was the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique.

For A Bao, this was a tremendous boon.

In this era of the Primordial World, only the great clans had complete inheritances. Most other beings had to figure out cultivation on their own.

A Bao was already a beast with a powerful body. With the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique as well, his potential was limitless.

A mount? In this era, that was more like a Personal Disciple under a different name.

A Bao carried Long Zang around as he traveled.

Suddenly, heaven and earth shook. From the depths of the Sea Region came a dragon's roar that shook the heavens.

The vast dragon might spread out, forcing countless beings to their knees.

A Bao trembled with fear and asked in a simple voice, "Master, what is that?"

Long Zang gazed upward, a faint smile on his face. "Ancestor Dragon."

He flicked his hand, relieving A Bao of the pressure.

Golden scales fell from the True Dragon one by one, replaced by scales the color of Chaos.

Ancestor Dragon transformed into a blue-black dragon, his roar shaking the Nine Heavens Ten Lands as all the beasts of the Primordial World paid homage.

Myriad Beasts Pay Homage!

Right after that, nine-colored flames blazed across the southern sky. The phantom of a True Phoenix spread its wings and soared, burning the Celestial Vault.

In the Central Great Domain, the Five-Colored Kirin stood between heaven and earth, surrounded by countless auspicious rays and billowing clouds of good fortune.

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

In the Endless Sea, Luohu's gaze darkened. "At last."

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

With their breakthroughs, the peace of the Primordial World was bound to be shattered completely.

At Jade Capital Mountain, Hongjun sighed. "Whether this is a blessing or a calamity, it's hard to say."

He wasn't one to grieve for all under heaven, but he understood better than anyone that once a Great Calamity began, no one could stay out of it—not even he.

In the Northern and Eastern Regions, Yin-Yang, Qiankun, and the Three Heavens all furrowed their brows.

They knew that Yuan Huang might be manageable, but Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin were certainly not the sort to settle for maintaining the status quo.

Ancestor Dragon in particular had never hidden his ambition. Now that he had broken through to Sublime Saint, how could he pass up the chance to dominate the Primordial Continent?

The pressure on Yin-Yang, Qiankun, and the Three Heavens continued to mount.

Though they had already reached the pinnacle of the Supreme Experts, a vast chasm still separated them from Sublime Saint.

This threshold had trapped countless prodigies.

No matter how arrogant they were, they had to admit that breaking through would be no easy feat.