Ancestral Dragon, the Golden Feather Transforms into a Divine Sun

At the same time.

In the Primordial World, at the bottom of the East Sea.

Ling Xiao, Di Jun, Ao Zhan, and their group stood on the seabed, surrounding three enormous ice sculptures.

The ice sculpture contains two figures, one fat and one thin, as well as an elderly man who looks very old, all posing in different ways. These are the three performance artists: Zhenyuanzi, Hong Yun, Zhulong.

"Is there any hope?" Di Jun asked with a grave expression, clearly concerned. These three fellow Daoists had been frozen right in front of him, which made him lose face.

Ling Xiao shook his head slightly and said calmly, "Their life force was already extinguished. They died the moment they were frozen in ice."

"The methods of the Chaos Demon God are unstoppable by anyone but a Primordial Origin!"

"What should we do then?" Ao Zhan was shocked. Did this mean the clan elder was going to leave him?

The Dragon Clan cannot lose Zhulong!

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed like lightning as his gaze swept over the ice sculpture. Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun's physical bodies appeared intact, but they had long since been shattered and frozen into powder by the ice.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and when he saw Zhulong, he let out a surprised exclamation.

The body of the Zhulong was not completely shattered. There was a vital energy protecting the heart and other key areas, but this energy was very weak and could dissipate at any time.

With a thought, Ling Xiao's pupils doubled, Eye of Divine Punishment appeared, peering into all secrets.

In an instant, the world changed in his eyes, and all secrets were exposed.

The entire East Sea was within his sight, completely visible.

Soon, Ling Xiao's gaze settled on the Sea Eye of the East Sea, a deep and dark place, like the eye of hell, a gateway to another world.

The Sea Eye, tens of millions of feet in size, is bottomless, and a mysterious force shrouds its aura.

However, in Ling Xiao's eyes, all illusions were useless.

"Still not showing your true colors!?"

Ling Xiao's will was transmitted and descended upon the Sea Eye, majestically looking down.

The next moment, a dragon's shadow emerged from the Sea Eye. It was a colossal creature, with only a small part of its body visible, the rest remaining beneath the Sea Eye.

Its ancient and weathered appearance exudes an aura even more ancient than that of the Zhulong, making its identity self-evident.

"Dao Venerable, please calm your anger. Little Dragon meant no harm!"

"Are you the progenitor of the Dragon Clan?" Ling Xiao's will took human form and stood there quietly, the surging seawater unable to get close to him.

Upon seeing the Ancestral Dragon, he suddenly thought of another protagonist in the Dragon-Han Catastrophe — Yuanfeng.

To this day, it remains dormant in the South Ablaze Volcano, unable to achieve its rebirth.

"I am none other than the Ancestral Dragon, here suppressing the Sea Eye. Seeing my brother Zhulong in trouble, I had no choice but to lend a helping hand!"

The enormous dragon shadow was none other than the Ancestral Dragon of the Dragon Clan, the Ancestral Dragon, who was suppressed in the East Sea Eye after the Dragon-Han Catastrophe. The Zhulong was also his brother.

"Then why didn't you help Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun protect their lives?" Ling Xiao asked, with a hint of double standards.

Upon hearing this, Ancestral Dragon immediately wore a bitter expression. "I'm innocent! It's because Zhulong and I share the same origin, and with my abilities, I can only protect one at the moment."

"Little Dragon has a request, please Dao Venerable Master." The Ancestral Dragon lowered its enormous head, appearing extremely humble, even though it was suppressed in the Sea Eye and could not leave.

But he was aware of every major event that happened in the Primordial World, as if it were a mirror in his mind.

The person before me is an unparalleled powerhouse who can rival the Dao Ancestor. Not long ago, he fought against the Seven Demon Gods and killed them all by his own strength. This is the first time I have ever seen such a terrifying being since the beginning of time.

Compared to the battles between the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans, this scene suddenly becomes unbearable to watch.

Kids playing house!

Tell me about it first.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao replied indifferently that he wasn't a fool who would agree to everything someone said.

Ancestral Dragon was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, "Please Dao Venerable, lend a helping hand, break the ice on Zhulong's body, and bring him here!"

"Xiao Long meant no harm."

He then added another sentence.

"I have some acquaintance with Zhulong, so I can help you with this small favor," Ling Xiao said calmly. He thought Ancestral Dragon would make some unreasonable request, but he didn't expect it to be this simple.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed the ice sculpture that sealed the Zhulong, bringing it to this spot.

This startled both Di Jun and Ao Zhan.

Then, Ling Xiao raised his hand and pointed, and all the ice sculptures on the Zhulong's body disappeared.

"Thank you Dao Venerable!" Ancestral Dragon said gratefully, grabbing Zhulong in his palm with his dragon claws.

"Is there anything else?" Ling Xiao continued to ask, like a genie who had been conjured up from scratch, ready to grant any wish you had.

"Uh... Little Dragon is gone." Ancestral Dragon hesitated for a moment but ultimately didn't say it. He wanted to ask Ling Xiao for help to escape and revive him, but he felt that this request was a bit too much.

We're not related, so why should I trouble them with such a big favor?

"Take care of yourself."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, moved and returned to his original position without further entanglement.

"Dao Venerable, how is it?" Ao Zhan, being straightforward, hurriedly asked upon seeing Ling Xiao's return.

"Don't worry, Zhulong is with your Dragon Clan's Ancestral Dragon, he should be fine."

Ling Xiao said with a faint smile.

Upon hearing this, Ao Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a weight lifted from his heart. He couldn't help but sigh with admiration, "This gift wasn't given in vain; it really came in handy when needed!"

"I wonder if Ling Xiao Dao Venerable is satisfied with my daughter?" Ao Zhan pondered to himself, wanting to ask, but feeling embarrassed, he ultimately held back.

Ling Xiao sensed Ao Zhan's strange gaze and wondered what mischief the dragon was up to.

"Third Brother, what did Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun say?" Di Jun asked.

"Reincarnation!" Ling Xiao uttered softly.

"Reincarnation?" Di Jun was astonished.

"Their physical bodies are completely destroyed, losing their innate foundation. It would be better for them to be reborn, rebuild their foundation, and have more possibilities in the future," Ling Xiao said calmly.

"So... you voted?"

"Throw!" Ling Xiao nodded.

Soon after, everything was settled, and Ling Xiao Di Jun returned to the Three Immortal Islands from the shore.

"Third Brother, the Chaos Demon God is still sealed inside the Second Brother's body. Won't there be problems if it stays sealed for too long?"

Di Jun became worried again, thinking that Tai Yi's situation was still not out of danger.

"It's alright! Let me prepare, and I'll handle it." Ling Xiao said with a smile, indicating that Di Jun should not panic.

Afterwards, Ling Xiao arrived at the main hall of his Penglai Immortal Island. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he raised his hand and pointed, and a golden light flew out, traversing endless time and space, and hanging high in the sky above the Eastern Wasteland.

It was a golden feather, shimmering with a terrifying aura.

The next moment, golden light burst forth, exploding between heaven and earth, like a golden ocean, expanding endlessly, and finally slowly condensing into a sun.

In an instant, the Primordial World was brightly lit, and all living beings raised their heads in shock, gazing up at this scene.