Dragon Tomb, Gate of Reincarnating Dragons

[Warm reminder: This Dragon Tomb is the true Dragon Tomb, containing the origin of the Dragon Kings. Setting-related details will be described in the future of this book.]

A strange sensation washed over Cheng Duoyi's entire body. He could feel his bloodline undergoing a subtle transformation, and a brand-new power was awakening within him.

Cheng Duoyi looked inward and discovered a wisp of Seven-Colored Bloodline had appeared in his dantian. Although it was very faint, the foundation was now established!

Normally, this wisp of Seven-Colored Bloodline could not be obtained naturally; it could only be gathered by absorbing the aura emitted from the bodies of Na'er, Gu Yue, and Tang Wuling. But one must not forget what the Dragon God Heart is!

Previously, Cheng Duoyi's body could not withstand the Seven-Colored Bloodline because his own bloodline was ordinary, and the Dragon God Heart could not alter it.

This was because the Dragon God's Wife was devouring Cheng Duoyi's vitality, preventing the Dragon God Heart from remodeling his bloodline.

Now, things were different. With the appearance of the Seven-Colored Bloodline, the Dragon God Heart could safely and boldly release a portion of the Dragon God's essence to slowly expand this wisp of Seven-Colored Bloodline!

The difference between the two is that the Seven-Colored Bloodline cannot be generated from within; it must enter from the outside, be refined by the Dragon God Heart, and then slowly expanded by it.

After all, the Seven-Colored Bloodline should not exist under normal circumstances. Although the Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King are avatars of the Dragon God, they conflict with each other and have no offspring, making the birth of a Seven-Colored Bloodline naturally impossible.

If it weren't for the fact that Cheng Duoyi's martial soul is the Dragon God Heart, which can easily suppress, absorb, and refine them, the energies of the Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King would have collided within him, each trying to devour the other.

But now...

Cheng Duoyi looked at the spiral-shaped Seven-Colored Bloodline, a seven-colored mark faintly appearing between his brows, and the heavy stone in his heart finally dropped.

From this moment on, Cheng Duoyi no longer needed to worry about his vitality dissipating.

At this moment, a white spirit ring circled around Cheng Duoyi.

Cheng Duoyi was surprised: This spirit ring... it actually brought me two skills! This is something only a hundred-thousand-year spirit skill should have.

He carefully sensed the state of the spirit ring and understood what was happening.

"So it was because of the Little Dragon God. Before the seventh ring, one can be called a Little Dragon God or a Seven-Colored Dragon. The two skills brought by the first spirit ring are the Golden Dragon Body from the Golden Dragon King bloodline and the Water Element Control from the Silver Dragon King bloodline."

"Could it be that one spirit ring with two skills is because of the Seven-Colored Bloodline?"

Cheng Duoyi speculated. At the same time, he knew that while the first ten-year white spirit ring seemed like trash, it was the initial stage of the Little Dragon God spirit ring.

From the first ten-year spirit ring at level ten, to two hundred-year spirit rings at level twenty, to three thousand-year spirit rings at level thirty, and so on, until finally breaking through level one hundred to achieve the Dragon God divinity and transforming into the Nine-Colored God Ring!

Thinking of it this way, it didn't seem strange at all.

At the same time, the appearance of this white spirit ring shocked Old Tang, who was observing from the shadows: "This is... the fusion spirit ring method that only spirit beasts possess after transforming? Little Wu's first six spirit rings were self-generated. Could it be that he is the reincarnation of the Dragon God!"

For a moment, killing intent surged in Old Tang's heart, but every time he generated such intent, he would be stared at by a colossal entity, a feeling that made him afraid to act rashly.

Old Tang's expression was complex as he weighed the situation for a long time: Forget it, forget it. For now, Cheng Duoyi poses no harm to my second daughter. I will deal with future matters in the future.

Old Tang couldn't say he was cowardly; he could only say... he was following his heart.

The pain had completely vanished from Tang Wuling, who was in front of Cheng Duoyi.

She kept her eyes closed, a look of comfort on her face. The Golden Dragon King energy within her was fusing rapidly. What should have taken seven days to fuse was completely absorbed in just one night.

Tang Wuling's level had also reached level twenty-one!

However, her physique and bloodline had undergone a heaven-shaking change compared to yesterday!

As for Cheng Duoyi, his level was no longer a pathetic fifteen; he had reached level eighteen! He had broken through three levels in a row!

The Tyrant Dragon, which had been sleeping peacefully in Cheng Duoyi's Spirit Sea, suddenly woke up.

"This is... the Master's aura is becoming more and more stable!"

The Tyrant Dragon was overjoyed, as the Seven-Colored Bloodline had a massive impact on it, allowing it to undergo ancestral reversion!

It contained a wisp of Golden Dragon King bloodline, and since the Seven-Colored Bloodline was a combination of the Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King bloodlines, the benefits for the Tyrant Dragon were immense.

As long as it could steadily absorb the aura emitted by the Seven-Colored Bloodline, the Tyrant Dragon would only need three hundred years for its bloodline to evolve to the True Dragon level!

Do not think that is a long time; the Seven-Colored Bloodline within Cheng Duoyi was still very weak. As it grew stronger, the Tyrant Dragon's progression to the True Dragon level would only become faster!

Even becoming a Dragon King was not impossible!

For a moment, the Tyrant Dragon sighed in its heart: One must be quick to latch onto a powerful backer...

Time flowed on.

Inside Cheng Duoyi's Spirit Sea, the Dragon God's Wife, who had been sleeping, quietly opened her eyes upon sensing the aura of the Seven-Colored Bloodline. They were a pair of eyes that looked ordinary yet were filled with wisdom.

"The Seven-Colored Bloodline was born so quickly? So that is how it is..."

The Dragon God's Wife instantly understood the situation within Cheng Duoyi, felt enlightened, and closed her eyes to sleep once more.

However, the process of devouring Cheng Duoyi's vitality had changed; it had shifted to devouring the Seven-Colored Bloodline instead.

Yet, the consumption was very, very low, and with the amplification of the Dragon God Heart, this slight loss of the Seven-Colored Bloodline had no major impact.

As the Seven-Colored Bloodline transformed from a wisp into a thread, it finally stabilized.

The first seven-colored dragon scale appeared on Cheng Duoyi's chest, establishing the foundation of the Little Dragon God.

And within Cheng Duoyi's Spirit Sea, several hundred meters in front of the Dragon God's Wife, a gate carved with a giant dragon appeared out of nowhere. No one knew how this gate was formed or what place it connected to.

Cheng Duoyi did not notice the changes in his Spirit Sea at all, as he was immersed in experiencing the Seven-Colored Bloodline.

Time moved to the morning of the second day.

Cheng Duoyi and Tang Wuling were both still in a state of meditation, and it was deep meditation at that.

When Tang Wuling awoke, it was already noon.

"What time is it?"

"We're done for, we're going to be late for class!"

"Brother Yi'er, Brother Yi'er!"

Cheng Duoyi had just finished showering. "No need to rush, I've already spoken with Teacher Wu. Go take a shower, and we'll head to the academy after we eat."

Tang Wuling breathed a sigh of relief, then noticed she smelled terrible, her expression turning unsightly. "Brother Yi'er, why do I smell so bad?"

Cheng Duoyi said, "The impurities in your body have been expelled. This odor is difficult to wash off. If you want to clean it, you'll need to wash for a while longer."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wuling hurried to take a bath, not wanting to smell this odor for even a minute.

After Tang Wuling was clean and had changed into a light blue outfit, she happily came before Cheng Duoyi, tilting her head and looking at him expectantly.

"Brother Yi'er, I've now fused with the first essence of the Golden Dragon King. Will holding your hand still be of great help to you?"

Cheng Duoyi smiled. "It will."

"Really?" Tang Wuling's eyes widened, her heart filled with joy.

"However..."

"However what?"

"It's nothing. Check your level now. My level broke through from fifteen to eighteen yesterday. I imagine your level is also close to twenty."

Cheng Duoyi looked at Tang Wuling's expectant gaze and ultimately didn't say that he didn't need her to hold his hand. The aura of the Golden Dragon King emanating from Tang Wuling was stabilizing the vitality within his body.

With the appearance of the Seven-Colored Bloodline, the Dragon God Heart could now be self-sufficient.

Tang Wuling was greatly shocked and quickly apologized, tears welling up in her eyes. "Ah! Brother Yi'er, I'm so sorry. I didn't know helping me would have such a big impact on you. I... I..."

Tang Wuling knew that the previous Cheng Duoyi had never cultivated, and his level had always increased naturally.

This was because the higher Cheng Duoyi's level became, the faster his vitality would drain.

Now, seeing Cheng Duoyi break through three levels consecutively because he helped her, how could Tang Wuling not feel guilty?

Cheng Duoyi gently patted Tang Wuling's head. "It's okay, it's okay. Aren't I fine now? The Golden Dragon King bloodline in your body is very strong now. Just staying by my side will help me, so the changes brought about by leveling up won't affect me."

"Really? You're not lying to me..." Tang Wuling asked doubtfully.

Cheng Duoyi smiled. "Why would I lie to you? Alright, I'm really fine."

"Mhm." Tang Wuling nodded heavily, then checked her internal level, revealing surprise. "Brother Yi'er, I can fuse with my second spirit ring now. Do you want me to do it here?"

Tang Wuling had thought she wouldn't be able to reach level twenty before the upcoming Class Promotion Tournament. She hadn't expected that absorbing the first essence of the Golden Dragon King would allow her to break through.

This greatly boosted her confidence for the upcoming tournament.

"Okay, no one will disturb you here. Fuse here," Cheng Duoyi said.

Tang Wuling no longer hesitated and sat down cross-legged. A small golden snake appeared on her shoulder. Cheng Duoyi noticed that a golden scale-like pattern had appeared on the little gold snake's forehead, resembling a dragon scale.

"As expected of the Golden Dragon King bloodline, its influence on spirit beasts is also this significant."

Cheng Duoyi thought of something and quickly looked into his Spirit Sea, finding that the giant Tyrant Dragon had also undergone some changes, though not significant ones.

Perhaps it was because the Tyrant Dragon had already reached the hundred-thousand-year level, and more energy would be needed to make it stronger.

Upon seeing Cheng Duoyi, the Tyrant Dragon immediately knelt in reverence.

Cheng Duoyi said helplessly, "I've told you, there's no need for kowtowing. Get up, and tell me, what is needed to refine the bloodline within your body to the true dragon level?"

"Master, I lack nothing. It is enough for me to remain in your Spirit Sea," the Tyrant Dragon replied quickly.

It dared not ask for anything more, only wishing to stay in Cheng Duoyi's Spirit Sea. Who knew if it might become a divine official or a third-tier god in the future.

Seeing this, Cheng Duoyi didn't say anything further. "Alright, you can go rest now."

"Yes." The Tyrant Dragon then went to lie down.

Cheng Duoyi scanned his Spirit Sea and noticed that, at some point, a massive gate had appeared in front of the Dragon God's Wife.

"Huh? When did this appear?"

Cheng Duoyi approached the giant gate and found it to be very large, about thirty meters tall, and not narrow in width. There were also some dragon carvings on it, resembling a Dragon Gate.

As Cheng Duoyi walked up to it, a series of images suddenly appeared in his mind, and he froze on the spot.

Meanwhile, the Dragon God's Wife opened her eyes and then closed them again. No one noticed her change, not even the Tyrant Dragon.

Cheng Duoyi had now entered a space. Within this space, the sky was blood-red, and even the visible line of sight was blood-red. The air was filled with the smell of blood and inexplicable wails.

"Why is heaven so unjust!"

"Why must it treat me like this!"

A colossal Nine-Colored Divine Dragon roared in the sky. Its size was immense, and with every roar, it unleashed an unparalleled attack, heavily damaging numerous planets.

Besides the Nine-Colored Divine Dragon, seven other dragons and a large number of dragons flew rapidly towards it, attempting to stop its destruction.

It was a pity that His speed was too fast, and the other giant dragons could not catch up, so they could only watch helplessly as this universe was destroyed.

With the collision of the two primordial forces of creation and destruction, the entire Divine Dragon Realm disintegrated, and countless giant dragons died tragically due to His attack.

The scenes changed one after another, each change resulting in the destruction of a large number of planets and the death of countless giant dragons, while the Nine-Colored Divine Dragon had long since disappeared.

Cheng Duoyi raised his hand blankly, only to realize that tears were already streaming down his face.

This was because his vision was no longer limited to one area, but rather a bird's-eye view of the entire Divine Dragon Realm.

He could see that in the entire Divine Dragon Realm, the land of countless planets had long been soaked in dragon blood, and countless giant dragon bones lay scattered haphazardly, forming continuous mountain ranges.

Some giant dragons dug their claws deeply into the rock strata, emitting mournful cries. Some giant dragons curled into a ball, using their backs to block fatal attacks, while holding the skeletal remains of young dragons that had long since turned cold in their arms. He also saw a giant dragon, hundreds of meters long, kneeling on the ground as if praying to the heavens.

It was a pity... their prayers had no effect...

Following the words: "Unless the Dragon God appears, beasts can never become gods."

The scene of the Divine Dragon Realm froze. Countless surviving giant dragons began to rebuild their homes, but even more giant dragons died in this battle and the long years that followed...

"This scene... is it the scene after the Dragon God held the God Star Ceremony back then?" Cheng Duoyi wondered in his heart.

Cheng Duoyi returned to his normal perspective from the bird's-eye view of the Divine Dragon Realm, and saw that he was still in the original space.

At this moment, from the earth, countless low, hoarse dragon roars filled with endless pain and confusion echoed through the heavens and earth.

These were not the roars of living dragons, but the whispers of residual souls that had lingered for an unknown amount of time.

They were asking why their master had done this?

They were asking what they had done wrong to be treated like this.

They were asking if their master... had abandoned them?

They held no resentment, only a single answer: they were waiting for their master's reply...

At this moment, the Seven-Colored Bloodline within Cheng Duoyi's body spun, and the Dragon God Heart also emitted a soft, seven-colored light, enveloping him.

Cheng Duoyi found himself entering a special state, as if he saw countless giant dragons looking at him with anticipation in their eyes.

Cheng Duoyi's expression greatly changed. He wanted to speak, but found that he could not utter a sound no matter how hard he tried, which greatly surprised him.

"What's going on? Why can't I even speak!"

Although Cheng Duoyi did not understand what was happening, he looked at them with gentleness in his expression.

Who said that expression could only be conveyed through language?

Sometimes, expressions were the most powerful form of communication!

It was a pity that Cheng Duoyi was enveloped in seven colors at this moment, and no one could see his expression, just like the expression of a certain Nine-Colored Divine Dragon countless years ago, no one knew if He was guilty, angry, or relieved?

At this moment, a sentence came from all directions.

"The day the Dragon God returns is the time for the Dragon Clan's revival."

With the appearance of this sentence, countless giant dragon residual souls actually performed a kowtow, their target... was Cheng Duoyi!

The next second, Cheng Duoyi's mind snapped back.

He was still standing before the giant gate of the Spirit Sea, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

Cheng Duoyi looked at the giant gate with a complex expression.

"Can I communicate with all the Dragon Tombs?"

"Since that's the case, I'll call you the Gate of Reincarnating Dragons..."