Transmigrated into the Primordial World, the Celestial Court Destroyed

The Primordial World.

Beneath the abyss of the Eastern Sea.

An illusory gateway stood within the abyss, connecting to the direction of the Dragon Clan Ancestral Court. A faintly visible young man slowly emerged.

He strolled out from within, clad in a dark yellow robe, a trace of a smile hanging on his handsome face.

"Wow, I'm finally out!"

Standing outside the gate, Yellow Dragon turned back and looked through the illusory gateway at the place where he had spent several thousand years. A flicker of nostalgia passed through his eyes.

The Dragon Clan Ancestral Court had once been the birthplace of the Dragon Clan, as well as the center of power when they ruled the seas of the Primordial World. When Ancestor Dragon led the Dragon Clan onto the Primordial World's continent and seized more and better immortal mountains and blessed lands, he sealed this place away.

During the calamity of Dragon and Han, the three clans vied for supremacy. The sea eyes, the source of spiritual energy for the Primordial World's seas, were also severely struck by the Phoenix Clan and Qilin Clan's joint attack, causing their origins to shatter and split into four.

The Dragon Clan had nearly smashed apart the Undying Volcano where the Phoenix Clan was born. The final battle between the three clans plowed through the region around Mount Buzhou, creating boundless slaughter and triggering a great calamity of heaven and earth.

In the end, all three clans were burdened by the Heavenly Dao with boundless karmic sin, wearing away their clans' fate. Once that fate was exhausted, the time of extinction would come.

For the Dragon Clan's continued survival, the remaining dragons, led by Ancestor Dragon, used the four sea eyes as cores to establish the Four Seas Dragon Palaces. They left Azure Dragon and four Great Luo to lead part of the Dragon Clan in guarding the dragon palaces and ruling the waters of the Four Seas.

Ancestor Dragon and the rest of the Dragon Clan all entered the sea eyes of the Four Seas, suppressing their upheavals, maintaining their operation, transforming spiritual energy, and nurturing the countless living beings of the Primordial World's seas, all to offset the karmic sin borne by the Dragon Clan.

Yet the Dragon Clan's karmic sin was far too immense, drastically reducing the birth rate of newborn dragon hatchlings. Moreover, entangled in karmic sin, countless young dragons died in all manner of accidents.

With no other choice, Ancestor Dragon reopened the Dragon Clan Ancestral Court and laid down layer upon layer of heaven-and-earth restrictions to cut off the Heavenly Dao's perception. He placed every newborn dragon hatchling in the Dragon Clan Ancestral Court to be raised under Azure Dragon's direct supervision, preventing all kinds of mishaps. Only after breaking through to the Heavenly Immortal realm were they permitted to leave the Ancestral Court.

Today, aside from those dragons who had already broken through to the Heavenly Immortal realm and departed, several thousand pure-blooded dragons remained in the Ancestral Court. They were the Dragon Clan's hope for the future.

Yellow Dragon was the most unusual among them. He came from the Yellow Dragon lineage—its members were exceedingly few, almost all formed when dragon veins within the mountains, rivers, and earth veins of the Primordial World gained sentience and took shape. They had to break free from the natural suppression of the mountain ranges and reshape their bodies before earning the name Yellow Dragon.

Yellow Dragon's former self had been a mountain dragon vein that gained sentience, successfully broke free from the mountains' shackles, reshaped its dragon body, and emerged into the world with Heavenly Immortal realm cultivation.

However, when he condensed his dragon body and became a member of the Dragon Clan, he also inherited the Dragon Clan's karma. A thread of the towering karmic sin shrouding the Dragon Clan descended upon him, instantly annihilating his newly born true spirit.

At that moment, Yellow Dragon transmigrated over as well. Drawn to that newborn body, he fused with it until the two were indistinguishable.

But at the time, Yellow Dragon's true spirit was far too weak compared to that newborn body. He simply could not control it.

Fortunately, Azure Dragon, who had been traveling outside, sensed the birth of a new dragon from the Yellow Dragon lineage. He shattered space and rushed over in time, saving Yellow Dragon and bringing him back to the Dragon Clan Ancestral Court. Only then did Yellow Dragon avoid becoming food for giant beasts.

As he was the only earth-vein dragon of the Yellow Dragon lineage still alive in the Dragon Clan, Azure Dragon and Ancestor Dragon discussed the matter and bestowed upon him the name "Yellow Dragon."

As Yellow Dragon was lost in thought.

"Little fellow, have you decided which sea's Dragon Palace you wish to go to? This patriarch will make the decision and let you choose for yourself. I'll send you there directly."

A steady, gentle voice sounded softly beside Yellow Dragon's ear. He looked in the direction of the voice and found that, at some unknown moment, a middle-aged figure had silently appeared beside the illusory gateway, his green robe especially striking.

"Patriarch, stop appearing so quietly all the time. You'll scare a dragon to death."

The speaker was none other than the Azure Dragon Patriarch, who guarded the Dragon Clan Ancestral Court. It was also Azure Dragon who had brought the newly transmigrated Yellow Dragon back to the Dragon Clan, even expending many precious innate divine treasures to nourish Yellow Dragon's true spirit. That was how Yellow Dragon's true spirit had reached the same Heavenly Immortal realm as his physical body over several thousand years, allowing him to fully control this body.

"It would be better if I did scare you to death. Then you wouldn't keep coming to bother me." The Azure Dragon Patriarch's expression suddenly changed as he put on an impatient look.

"Patriarch, wasn't I just worried that you'd be lonely all by yourself..." Yellow Dragon said with an awkward smile.

"It would be best if you stopped disturbing my quiet cultivation...!"

Before the Azure Dragon Patriarch could finish speaking, his expression abruptly changed, his face turning exceptionally grave.

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

"Aah!"

In an instant, the bell's chimes boomed like thunder, causing Yellow Dragon's head to split with pain. Blood faintly seeped from his seven apertures before swiftly dispersing into the seawater.

"Not good!"

Seeing Yellow Dragon's miserable state, the Azure Dragon Patriarch hurriedly swept his sleeve. A screen of azure light unfolded, shielding Yellow Dragon within it.

"This bell's chimes escaped even the notice of the Azure Dragon Patriarch, a Primordial Golden Immortal. It must be the innate supreme treasure, the Chaos Bell. Is the Demon Race planning to attack the Dragon Clan? But in the legends of my previous life, there was no great war between the Demon Race and the Dragon Clan?" Yellow Dragon secretly speculated, yet he still voiced his question to Azure Dragon.

Suppressing the fear in his heart, Yellow Dragon asked Azure Dragon, "Patriarch, what happened?"

The Azure Dragon Patriarch looked at Yellow Dragon's frightened expression and slowly said, "Do not worry. Though the Dragon Clan no longer possesses its former glory, we fear no one."

"But those bell chimes seem to be coming from not far away..."

Azure Dragon said nothing more. With a flip of his palm, a mirror appeared in his hand. On the reverse side of the mirror was carved a map of the seas.

A screen of light slowly appeared upon the mirror's surface, vaguely displaying the scene of a great battle.

The phantom of a massive bell hung in the sky. Beneath it was a colossal formation, where a figure holding a dragon-head staff stood. The formation firmly protected a gigantic mountain peak. As the massive bell released chime after chime, the formation began to shake without cease, as though it would collapse beneath the bell's thunderous ringing.

"It truly is the innate supreme treasure, the Chaos Bell!" Azure Dragon murmured softly.

"Patriarch, where is this?"

"Penglai."

"Penglai Immortal Island?"

"The Demon Race has attacked Eastern Duke's dojo. It seems Eastern Duke will find it impossible to escape this calamity."

As he watched the battle in the projection, space at its center was torn open into several fissures with every toll of the bell, devouring everything around them.

"Terrifying beyond measure!"

"Mm!" Azure Dragon nodded in agreement as he listened to Yellow Dragon's words.

"It truly is terrifying to such an extent. The Chaos Bell truly deserves to be called an innate supreme treasure that excels in both attack and defense."

As peals of the bell rang out, monstrous waves surged across a region hundreds of millions of li around Penglai Immortal Island.

Clang!

Boom...

Only a few breaths passed.

With the toll of a bell accompanied by a thunderous roar, the grand formation shattered into pieces.

Eastern Duke, holding a dragon-head cane and standing atop a white lotus, burst out of the shattered formation and fled in another direction.

Suddenly, a crack split open in the void before him. A golden figure holding the River Diagram and Luo Script blocked Eastern Duke's path. The River Diagram and Luo Script unleashed several rays of light that shot straight at him, while behind him, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, wielding the Chaos Bell, had already caught up. The Chaos Bell in his hand smashed directly toward the oncoming Eastern Duke.

Eastern Duke hurriedly raised the dragon-head cane in his hand to fend off the River Diagram and Luo Script's attack. At the same time, the white lotus beneath his feet closed its petals around him, shielding him from the might of the Chaos Bell.

With a tremendous boom, the dragon-head cane was sealed away by the River Diagram and Luo Script, its connection to Eastern Duke severed. The white lotus, meanwhile, split into two under the Chaos Bell's ferocious assault, leaving Eastern Duke in the middle exposed and defenseless beneath the bell.

Clang...

Another bell toll rang out. Space shattered, and Eastern Duke's Dao body was directly annihilated. The white lotus that had split in half also fell into the turbulent currents of shattered space, vanishing without a trace.

Amid the lingering echoes of the bell, Eastern Emperor Taiyi suddenly raised his head. His gaze seemed to pierce through the mirror's surface as he met Azure Dragon Patriarch's eyes across the distance. The corners of his lips curved upward, and the Chaos Bell in his hand gave a gentle shake—

"Clang!"

The image in the mirror collapsed with a thunderous crash.

"Celestial Court has been utterly destroyed. Eastern Duke, the foremost of male immortals and a great quasi-sage, has fallen silent from this day forth. There is no longer any innate divine Eastern Wood Duke in the Primordial World..."

The Primordial World kept no count of years.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years passed. A figure appeared on Penglai Island, clad in a dark Daoist robe.

After witnessing that earth-shaking battle, Yellow Dragon had asked Azure Dragon Patriarch to let him go to the East Sea Dragon Palace, though he needed to wait for some time first.

After bidding Azure Dragon farewell, Yellow Dragon came to Penglai Immortal Island, cultivating while he waited. Only after a thousand years had passed did the chaotic residual power of the Great Dao on the island slowly disperse.

Yellow Dragon looked upon the immortal island that had once borne the Celestial Court. Its mountains had broken apart, its earth had dried up, and foul qi intertwined everywhere. Sha Qi and turbid qi rose in the center, while the innate spiritual qi had completely dissipated. Not a single living creature remained on the island. Even after a thousand years, not even a blade of weed had grown—it was like a dead world.

High above the very center of Penglai Island, he looked down upon the entire island. It resembled a shattered mirror, countless cracks crisscrossing and intertwining across its surface.

Looking at the broken Penglai Immortal Island, Yellow Dragon felt that he ought to do something.

Something within his power.

Yellow Dragon began restoring the broken mountains. He delved deep into the earth, piecing the shattered earth veins back together section by section, then traveled through those veins to clear the blocked areas.