Zhulong: Kicking the Ancestral Dragon Out of the Family Tree

Above the East Sea, the Heavenly Dao Merit flowed like a mighty river, endlessly engulfing the Ancestral Dragon.

The Ancestral Dragon roared to the heavens, shaking the Eight Desolations world and reaching every corner of the land.

As merit was poured into him, the Primordial Violet Qi within his body gradually melted, and then his aura surged, rapidly increasing.

They quickly entered an incredible realm.

A vast and boundless holy might emanated, fierce and domineering, causing all beasts to submit. This was the unique aura and mark of the Dragon Clan Sage, one that all living beings would remember.

When the Ancestral Dragon revealed its true form, its enormous body instantly filled the eyes of almost every living being.

It was so large that it seemed to cover the entire Primordial World dome, with its tangled and intertwined bodies everywhere, making it impossible to see its tail.

Even the Primordial Stars are not as thick as a single hair of his; before him, they are like dust.

It is even larger than Mount Buzhou, which supports the sky.

This is a true dragon at the level of Primordial Origin Sage, possessing unimaginable creative power.

At this moment, the Ancestral Dragon finally achieved enlightenment!

Then, he withdrew his true form, transforming into an Innate Dao Body, retaining only the enormous dragon head.

"This... terrifying magical power, is this the Primordial Origin Sage?"

Ancestral Dragon was both surprised and delighted. Only after becoming a saint did he realize how laughable the power he had once been so proud of was.

"Hehe, Ancestral Dragon, you have attained the Primordial Origin of Hunyuan, and will enjoy eternal bliss, indestructible through countless trials. Congratulations!"

"Congratulations!"

Two beams of holy light suddenly appeared, and the Two Western Sages, each with a halo above their heads, came together to offer their congratulations and best wishes, their faces full of kindness.

They came to win over the Ancestral Dragon and establish a good relationship.

Upon seeing that it was the Two Western Sages, Ancestral Dragon showed no reaction, merely nodding slightly and replying indifferently, "Then thank you both, fellow Daoists."

In the past, he would have naturally bowed and scraped, but things are different now. He has become Sage, so there is no need for him to be subservient to these Sage anymore.

Jieyin Zhun Ti's gazes changed slightly, but they quickly returned to normal, their faces showing a friendly and prosperous demeanor.

"Fellow Daoist, why don't we find a place to sit down and discuss the Dao, verifying each other's understanding of the Dao?"

Jieyin chuckled and extended a sincere invitation, still hoping to win over the Ancestral Dragon so as not to fall to the side of the Three Pure Ones.

Upon hearing this, the Ancestral Dragon waved his hand and calmly said, "Another day."

"I have just attained the Primordial Origin and still have many shortcomings. Let me consolidate my strength before I compete with you two fellow Daoists."

"You..." Zhun Ti was furious and was about to shout a rebuke, but Jieyin him and signaled him not to be impulsive.

Then, forcing a smile, he said, "In that case, please proceed, fellow Daoist. We can meet again another day!"

Ancestral Dragon nodded, turned and left, disappearing from sight.

Only the indifferent Jieyin remained, Zhun Ti watched his departing figure.

With the disappearance of the Ancestral Dragon, the might of the Holy Dragon that enveloped the world gradually faded and disappeared.

The billions of living beings in the Primordial World felt an immediate sense of relief; the pressure in their hearts vanished, allowing them to catch their breath. They remained deeply shaken and unable to calm down for a long time.

They felt an invisible pressure, a sign that a storm was brewing.

The recent Primordial World have been very unsettling; I have a feeling something big is about to happen.

Meanwhile, at the East Sea Dragon Palace.

"Ancestral Dragon has attained sainthood! Is our Dragon Clan about to take off?" Ao Zhan said excitedly, feeling that it was all unreal.

Upon hearing this, Zhulong, who was standing nearby, immediately slapped him and shouted at him.

"I'll say it again, from now on, Ancestral Dragon has nothing to do with my Dragon Clan. Whether he becomes a saint or not is none of our business."

He shouted angrily, his mouth as big as a dragon's, spitting as he spoke.

Ao Zhan shrank back and retorted in a low voice, "Elder, isn't this wrong?"

"The entire Dragon Clan was created by the Ancestral Dragon, how could you kick the Ancestral Dragon out of the race?"

This is too domineering. The clan elder even spoke as if it were perfectly reasonable. It just sounds a bit strange.

"I don't care, the point is he's no longer a member of the Dragon Clan. Over the years, we've been the ones maintaining the entire Dragon Clan. The Ancestral Dragon can't just keep living off his past glory, can he?"

Zhulong shouted in a booming voice, his tone righteous and assertive.

Ao Zhan nodded, finding it quite reasonable, and then asked worriedly, "What if the tribespeople below make any unusual moves?"

"After all, the prestige of the Ancestral Dragon is deeply ingrained in the bones of the Dragon Clan!"

He was firmly on Zhulong's side, but he couldn't guarantee that the rest of his clansmen would be on his side.

This is a major transformation, and it will inevitably cause turmoil.

"Any Dragon Clan who have disloyal intentions, let them get out of here. Go and pledge allegiance to the Ancestral Dragon; there's no need to stop them."

Zhulong's expression was solemn, as if he had made a tremendous decision.

This puzzled Ao Zhan. The Ancestral Dragon had clearly become a saint, and the rise of the Dragon Clan was imminent, so why was Zhulong reacting so strongly and trying to forcibly stop it?

"Elder, the Ancestral Dragon has become a saint, something unprecedented. If he were to lead the Dragon Clan, then..."

He asked the question in a low voice, not in a questioning tone, but in a tone of seeking advice, afraid that a harsh tone would provoke the Zhulong to go berserk.

"Utterly foolish!" Zhulong rebuked, his aged face suddenly radiating a powerful vitality.

"This is a time to take sides and state one's position; a slight misstep could lead to utter ruin."

"Do you think that just because the Ancestral Dragon a saint, he's something extraordinary?"

Ao Zhan nodded, then quickly shook his head. In fact, becoming a saint was indeed remarkable and incredibly awesome.

Upon seeing this, Zhulong chuckled, a proud expression appearing on his face.

"Ao Zhan, I have some good news that I haven't had a chance to tell you yet."

"Oh? What good news?" Ao Zhan was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with doubt. As he was talking, good news suddenly came out, which was a bit of a leap and made him unable to react for a while.

Zhulong became enigmatic, smiled mysteriously, and said, "If you could also become a saint, would you still think this way? Would you still feel that the Ancestral Dragon is indispensable to the Dragon Clan?"

"I became a saint?" Ao Zhan pointed to his nose, looking completely bewildered.

He couldn't understand how he was connected to becoming a saint.

You know you're not destined for that, right?

I don't even have that talent!

"That's right." Zhulong nodded affirmatively. He had returned from Ziwei's place but had not yet told Ao Zhan about the news of the Human Path's Sainthood Conferment, fearing that Ao Zhan would be too excited and spread it around.

"Elder, you must be joking. I know my own limitations. Becoming a saint is a long way off for me," Ao Zhan with a helpless smile, unable to believe it.

"Hehe, you don't need to underestimate yourself. If I say you can do it, you can. You'll see when the time comes."

Zhulong smiled slightly, keeping everyone in suspense and building up anticipation. This made Ao Zhan so anxious that he scratched his head and fidgeted.

While the Primordial World was still reeling from the aftershocks of the Ancestral Dragon's ascension to sainthood.

Using official business as an excuse, Duke of the East secretly returned to his old haunts. During this time of contemplation, he finally understood the guidance of the Primordial Violet Qi.

He is about to begin his sermon.