After a long wait, Little White Dragon Ao Tong finally saw the moment when the Dragon Tribe's Dragon Gate Leaping Ceremony officially began!
On this day, countless monsters carrying the Dragon Tribe's bloodline came to the East Sea.
Little White Dragon Ao Tong finally emerged from his hiding place and arrived at the shores of the East Sea.
However, he kept an extremely low profile here. If anyone tried to pick a fight, he would immediately get out of their way.
Besides, everyone around him had their minds on this Dragon Gate Leaping Ceremony, so hardly anyone noticed him.
Although he was also very eager to cross the Dragon Gate this time, he was in no hurry.
Instead, he quietly watched from below as the others slowly attempted to cross the Dragon Gate.
After he had waited here for a full two months, only eight monsters had managed to cross the Dragon Gate.
And Little White Dragon Ao Tong had learned a great deal from the others' failed attempts.
In truth, this Dragon Gate Leaping Ceremony had no restrictions at all.
Anyone with even a trace of the Dragon Tribe's bloodline in their body could participate.
Once they entered the ceremony, they would encounter countless ordeals. But all these ordeals tested their state of mind-or, rather, their primordial spirit.
As for their bodies, although they also had to endure immense pressure, this was not the reason most participants failed.
More often, their primordial spirits simply failed to meet the standard, and that was why the Dragon Gate threw them back down.
There was nothing particularly remarkable about the eight monsters who had successfully crossed the Dragon Gate.
Their cultivation levels were nothing special, and they all came from relatively insignificant races.
Although they were all much better off than Little