The cultivation of Dragon City's younger generation had improved by leaps and bounds. Wenlong knew nothing of this; he had long since immersed himself in the mysteries of the great black stone.
This time, he had set up an array to prevent disturbances, intending to enter prolonged seclusion. He had already gained a deep understanding of the mysteries of array formations.
He intended to carry that momentum through and push his array mastery into the great accomplishment realm. If he could make that breakthrough, fighting opponents in the boundless realm would no longer put him under any pressure.
His chances of victory would also rise considerably. More importantly, it would give him an added safeguard against the heavenly tribulation of the boundless realm in the future.
No matter how outstanding one's talent was, or how heaven-defying one's opportunities had been, everything would be in vain if one could not survive the heavenly tribulation of the boundless realm.
The outcome would, of course, be death and the dissolution of one's Dao, leaving nothing behind. Thus, no one attempted that heavenly tribulation without absolute confidence in surviving it.
Cultivation was a dull, tedious way of life, but once someone became immersed in it, they could find themselves unable to stop.
Wenlong was so intent on unraveling its mysteries that he forgot the passage of time. He swore he would not stop until he had deciphered them.
Huaxia City had begun to take shape. Under Ancestor Long Zhang's direction, its construction proceeded in perfect order.
The Black-and-White Twin Dragons had already spent quite a few years in the Blackwater Domain. Their parents were back home, and they missed them dearly.
Their greatest gain from coming here was that their cultivation had broken through to mid-primordial chaos.
They had also experienced several major battles,