Si Shaoyan's Attainment of the Dao

When the time comes, heaven and earth will work together, but fortune's turn leaves heroes powerless.

A generation's overlord, an unrivaled king, ultimately died with regret. Ten thousand years later, upon his return, he had no chance to fulfill his ambitions. Instead, he simply completed his final, lonely end.

King Yu, once an arrogant king, was ultimately reduced to dust beneath the relentless tide of destiny.

He Heng witnessed his decline, utterly silent.

True Lord Qing Yuan slowly retracted the silver spear in his hand. Enveloped in a faint, clear light, his figure was incredibly blurry, yet it exuded a terrifying power that made one's heart tremble.

Watching King Yu's falling body, he gently closed his eyes, seemingly with a hint of emotion. A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, there was no longer any emotion within them. His aura became incredibly ethereal, as if he had severed some obsession.

"Xia Yu, the contest of the past, ultimately it was I who reached the end... Among my generation, only Yang Che remains! Rest in peace, I will carry the shared pursuit of our generation into a higher realm." With that, the aura around him suddenly became even more profound and unfathomable.

Boom!

Above the endless sea, a colossal claw extended, its world-destroying might shaking the firmament and impacting all directions.

"My kinsman, junior, I have understood your dying wish. Rest assured, the dragon is the king of scales, and I am the Ancestor of Boundless Scales. I am also the Dragon King, and I will lead the dragon race of this world to the pinnacle!" From the other end of the formation in the sea, a dragon shadow slowly emerged. He appeared as an old man, clad in a golden robe, his eyes filled with majesty, and an