We, the Dragon Race, Will Attack Heaven Today!

The Ancestral Dragon covered his face, feeling a bit wronged.

Just now, he felt like a newbie being bullied.

But after the feeling of being wronged came endless rage.

The flames of anger ignited all his rationality.

He, the Ancestral Dragon! A dignified Transmigrator! With a system, protected by a Chaos Supreme Treasure, and countless Innate Supreme Treasures and Spiritual Treasures guarding him!

Yet today! He was actually hit by an NPC, swelling half of his head!

Yes, that's right, an NPC. In the eyes of a Transmigrator like him, everything in this world was merely an NPC, waiting for him to conquer.

He was actually slapped in the face by an NPC??

He was furious!

To be honest, this system's intelligence-draining aura was quite good, actually able to make the host's intelligence go from existent to non-existent step by step. Truly excellent.

"Hongjun! Today! You will die!"

His eyes filled with endless rage, he roared at Hongjun.

Slap!

Just as the Ancestral Dragon was furious, roaring, preparing to unleash his full power and then grind Hongjun into the dirt.

Hongjun, with a strange expression, slapped him again.

However, unlike last time, he clearly saw Hongjun shrink his body, flash in front of him, raise his hand, smile slightly, and deliver a slap.

At this moment, the Ancestral Dragon wanted to move, wanted to escape, wanted to dodge this slap.

But he couldn't, he had no power to resist at all.

In front of this reborn being, he was actually so powerless!

He desperately tried to activate the Magical Power and Spiritual Power on his body, to activate the Supreme Treasures and Spiritual Treasures, but it was useless.

That slap still landed on the other side of his face.

Instantly, the Ancestral Dragon's face looked quite symmetrical.

It was just a bit bigger than when he arrived.

Is this the power of a Saint?

Originally, his heart was filled with ambition, and he rebuked the Saints, but after these two slaps, he felt like he wanted to back down.

"Saints should not appear unless there is a great tribulation, and should not interfere in the disputes of the Primordial World. Hongjun, do you insist on being an enemy of my Dragon Race?"

He angrily said to Hongjun:

"Aren't you afraid of losing the Saint position you worked so hard to scheme for? I warn you! I am giving you a chance now. If you retreat immediately, this Emperor can let bygones be bygones!"

Slap!

Hongjun chuckled, then delivered another slap:

"Who told you that Saints should not appear unless there is a great tribulation? And who told you that Saints cannot interfere in the disputes of the Primordial World?"

"Uh... Is it really like this..."

The Ancestral Dragon covered his face, speechless for a moment. The rules from later generations didn't exist at all now.

So he continued to shout:

"Aren't you afraid of becoming my enemy and incurring immense karmic debt from killing?"

"What I, Hongjun, do is for the peace of the Primordial World. Even if I am entangled by karma and burdened by sin, what does it matter?"

Hongjun had a righteous look on his face, so much so that even he himself started to believe it.

However, he naturally wouldn't really be entangled by karma.

Ordinary Saints weren't afraid of karma because they didn't get involved in worldly affairs and could avoid worldly karma.

Heavenly Dao Sages weren't afraid of karma because they represented the Heavenly Dao and acted in accordance with it. Most of what they did was correct for the Primordial World.

And Great Dao Sages weren't afraid of karma... because under the Great Dao, all is predetermined!

Listening to Hongjun's words, the great powerful beings present were all deeply moved.

Hongjun was truly worthy of being the first Saint recognized by the Heavenly Dao. Without such magnanimity, how could he be worthy of being the first Saint in the world?

The Ancestral Dragon was furious, "Good! Good! Good! You forced me! Hongjun! My Dragon Race has no grievance or enmity with you, yet you want to drag my Dragon Race into this tribulation by claiming the Dragon Race is harmful to the Primordial World. Today, I will make all the myriad races of the Primordial World understand what it means for the Dragon Race to be uninsulted!"

"All Dragon Race soldiers, receive my order! Form the Million Golden Dragons Heaven-Felling Array!"

In fact, ever since he was slapped three times by Hongjun, the two of them had been irreconcilable.

But at that time, he realized that Hongjun was far more powerful than he had imagined.

Therefore, he wanted to temporarily de-escalate the situation and turn hostile after becoming a Saint in the future.

After all, as a Transmigrator, while he needed to be tough, he also knew when to back down.

But he never expected Hongjun to be so disrespectful and so insidious!

He wanted to harm the Dragon Race, yet he spoke of himself with such righteous indignation. What a hypocritical fellow! Today, he, the Ancestral Dragon, would tear off that false facade!

The Million Golden Dragons Heaven-Striking Formation was something he created by referencing the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation and the Twelve Capital Celestial Sha Formation from novels.

If he couldn't survive the Dragon-Han Tribulation, or if he were schemed against by the Heavenly Dao, this formation would have a miraculous effect.

This formation used the Chaos Supreme Treasure, the River of Destiny (given by the system), and his Ancestral Dragon self as its foundation. It comprised millions of Golden Dragons and one Innate Spiritual Treasure forming a small formation, and so on, creating countless small formations. Additionally, four Innate Supreme Treasures were used to combine these small formations into a grand formation. Candle Dragon, wielding a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, would control the secondary eye of the formation.

These small formations combining into a grand formation wasn't as simple as one plus one equals two, or two plus two equals four.

A single small formation was at least equivalent to one plus one equals three.

Most importantly, it was comprised of one Chaos Supreme Treasure, one Chaos Spiritual Treasure, four Innate Supreme Treasures, countless Innate Spiritual Treasures, and trillions of Dragon Race powerhouses.

Even if this grand formation were simple, even if it were merely a connection of auras, its power was likely something even Nuwa, who had just become a Saint in later generations, could not compare to.

These treasures were all produced by the system and belonged to the top-tier collection. Even though the Ancestral Dragon was only a Quasi-Saint now, with this grand formation, he no longer feared the might of a Saint.

"Million Golden Dragons Heaven-Striking Formation!"

Following the command, the Dragon Race powerhouses immediately formed their ranks, with millions grouped together, arranging themselves in the formation's positions to strike the heavens.

The power of trillions of Dragons shook the Primordial World. Under the combined aura of the Dragon Race, the Ancestral Dragon, empowered by the formation, transformed into his Dragon Manifestation form, stretching hundreds of millions of zhang long, even larger than Hongjun's Dharma appearance earlier!

(In reality, it was quite similar to the Twelve Ancestral Witches' transformation into Pangu.)

"Heavens! This... this is the true power of the Dragon Race?"

"So terrifying! With such a powerful formation, if it were me, I'd probably turn to dust just from a glance from the Ancestral Dragon!"

"Why did we ever think of becoming enemies with the Dragon Race? It's a miracle I'm still alive!"

Seeing the Dragon Race display such immense power, Feng Zu Gen of the Qilin Race couldn't help but stare in astonishment.

"Hiss! I never imagined the Dragon Race's strength had become so terrifying. It's only been a few million years... Such immense power is already enough to sweep through our Phoenix Race..."

Yuanfeng gasped, her face filled with shock.

"No, with the Dragon Race's power, it would be effortless for them to sweep through our two races and become the protagonists of heaven and earth. Yet, the Ancestral Dragon chose to oppose the Saints."

The First Qilin was first surprised, then gave a bitter smile, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had chosen to oppose the Saints; otherwise, their two races would have been the ones to suffer.