The Three Pure Ones entered the Divine Dao, and the Great Dao responded: Heavenly Flowers rained down, and Golden Lotuses Sprang from the Earth.
Those petals and lotuses, interwoven with Metal and azure, drifted down from the Nine Heavens and lingered without fading.
Every being in the Primordial World with any measure of cultivation sensed that vast, boundless tremor of laws.
It was the Great Dao's recognition of the Divine Dao System, and an even greater, silent upheaval of the Primordial World's old order.
The East Sea, deep within the sea eye.
The Ancestral Dragon coiled upon the Dragon Throne, his draconic might intertwining with his Divine Dao authority in an expanse of deep, fathomless blue.
Since being invested as the Primordial World Water God, he still could not remain away from the sea eye for long, but that constraint had shifted from something imposed upon him to something he actively undertook.
He no longer guarded the sea eye because he was bound by a Great Dao Oath, but personally presided over the nexus of the Four Seas as the Lord of Water Gods.
At that moment, he was sensing the circulation of the Four Seas' water veins with his eyes closed when he suddenly perceived the Great Dao's response descending from above.
When he sensed the specific news that the Three Pure Ones had joined the Divine Dao, a trace of barely concealed delight flashed through his golden dragon eyes.
"The Three Pure Ones... actually entered the Divine Dao too."
The Ancestral Dragon's voice was low and far-reaching, tinged with disbelief.
He had lived for countless years and weathered the bloody winds and rains of the Dragon-Han Calamity.
He had witnessed the entire course of the Three Clans' rise to glory and decline, and understood the weight of the