The heavenly tribulation dispersed, and a slender, pitch-black dragon silhouette descended from the sky.
Zi JI returned to human form.
The Ferocious Beasts looked at her. She seemed not to have suffered a single injury.
Their gazes were exactly as though they were looking at a dragon they did not know.
Zi JI froze slightly. "Why are you all looking at me like that?"
She had merely undergone a tribulation. Why were they all looking at her as though facing a formidable enemy?
The Ferocious Beasts exchanged glances, but no one spoke.
Are you sure that was a 300,000-year heavenly tribulation?
Not a single injury?
Even Di Tian asked somewhat hesitantly, "Are you Zi JI?"
At this, black lines appeared across Zi JI's forehead, and she was momentarily speechless.
"I only cultivated the Ancestral Dragon Scripture that was passed on to our lord in the Primordial World."
"The Ancestral Dragon Scripture? The one our lord learned?"
The other Ferocious Beasts were not dragons, so naturally, they did not understand.
Di Tian had initially been immersed in grief, so naturally, he had not paid attention to the Ancestral Dragon Scripture either.
And now you're telling me you merely learned the Ancestral Dragon Scripture? Your cultivation instantly rose from 290,000 years to 300,000 years, and you even broke through the heavenly tribulation.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Di Tian was somewhat dazed. He was the Dragon God's most steadfast believer.
Although the Dragon Clan in the Primordial World certainly seemed very powerful.
But his lord had not fully recovered, nor was she the Dragon God at his peak.
One had to understand that at the height of their Dragon Clan, the Dragon God had ruled over myriad races, with countless God Kings under his command.
Their Dragon Clan alone had possessed more than ten God Kings.
Those dragons of the Primordial World were merely taking advantage of his lord's unhealed injuries to humiliate her. Once his lord returned to her peak, they would surely reclaim everything lost in today's humiliation.
Nevertheless, Di Tian still instinctively circulated the Ancestral Dragon Scripture.
To other Soul Beasts and humans, the Ancestral Dragon Scripture was like an incomprehensible heavenly text.
For members of the Dragon Clan, they could naturally circulate it straight away.
It could be considered a cheat the Ancestral Dragon had given his clansmen.
Yet he had circulated it for only an instant when a vast power surged into his body.
One had to understand that his cultivation was already at 890,000 years.
At his level, the great hurdle of the 900,000-year heavenly tribulation was very difficult to withstand. There was even a risk of death.
That was why he had kept suppressing the growth of his strength, yet now, after circulating the Ancestral Dragon Scripture just a little.
He could already sense the heavenly tribulation's warning.
But this heavenly tribulation?
Why did it lack that oppressive sense of death from before?
"Could cultivating the Ancestral Dragon Scripture also weaken the heavenly tribulation's power?"
At that thought, looking again at the completely unscathed Zi JI before him, Di Tian's lifelong faith in the Dragon God wavered slightly.
Meanwhile, in Aolai City.
The young Tang Wulin sat cross-legged on his bed.
By now, under the guidance of Tang San disguised as Old Tang, he had already cultivated to rank four.
His Innate Soul Power had been rank three, yet in only a short time, he had cultivated to rank four.
Tang Wulin was very excited.
He had never expected that his cultivation speed with a Trash Martial Soul would actually not be as slow as that of a Trash Martial Soul.
At this rate, he would probably be able to cultivate to rank ten in three years-no, two years-then obtain a Soul Ring and become a true Soul Master.
However, Tang Wulin raised his head to look at the sky. When that true dragon had imparted the Ancestral Dragon Scripture to Gu Yuena, it had also been transmitted throughout the Douluo Continent.
Ordinary people could not understand it at all, making it no different from rubbish.
But Tang Wulin always had an inexplicable feeling that he seemed capable of cultivating the Ancestral Dragon Scripture.
Even something within his body was throbbing with yearning.
But he held back, because he already had a teacher now.
"Teacher, I feel like I can cultivate the Ancestral Dragon Scripture on that sky screen too. How about I give it a try?"
Yet as soon as Tang Wulin said this, Tang San's expression changed.
"No!"
He rejected the idea without a second thought.
His son was human, his son. Even if the Golden Dragon King's bloodline resided within him, he was supposed to refine the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, not become the next Silver Dragon King and join the Dragon Clan.
What would cultivating the Ancestral Dragon Scripture amount to?
Would his son still retain his bloodline then?
More importantly, Tang San never fought a battle he was not certain of winning.
He would not recklessly practice something he did not understand.
Besides, in his eyes, the Ancestral Dragon Scripture could not compare to the Mysterious Heaven Skill he had constantly been perfecting.
"Don't learn rubbish like the Ancestral Dragon Scripture. It will affect your bloodline and turn you into something neither human nor ghost."
Hearing this, Tang Wulin immediately shuddered.
He trusted Old Tang deeply. After all, if Old Tang wanted to hurt him, he could do so at any time. Since he was helping him cultivate now, Tang Wulin could be certain that Old Tang was a good person.
Naturally, Tang San imparted the Mysterious Heaven Skill to his son.
"Reject those unorthodox, crude methods. They cannot compare to the God Level cultivation technique I will teach you."
Tang Wulin's heart immediately stirred. A cultivation technique even stronger than the Ancestral Dragon Scripture.
Tang San folded his arms across his chest, his expression proud. "Have you heard of the Tang Sect's founding ancestor? Sea God Tang San?"
"Sea God? Tang San?"
Of course Tang Wulin knew him.
"Sea God Tang San single-handedly established the Tang Sect and was the leader of the first generation of the Shrek Seven Devils. He even defeated the evil Spirit Hall, protected the continent's peace, and finally ascended to godhood as Sea God Tang San!"
The entire continent publicized Sea God Tang San's achievements, so naturally, Tang Wulin knew his deeds backward and forward.
Hearing his son's praise, Tang San nodded in satisfaction.
"So, what I will teach you is the cultivation technique Sea God Tang San once practiced, called the Mysterious Heaven Skill."
The next moment, he lightly tapped his finger, transmitting all the information on the original Mysterious Heaven Skill into Tang Wulin's mind.
Not only that, Tang San also said, "I believe that with the Mysterious Heaven Skill's support, you will soon be able to cultivate to rank ten."
"And I will also teach you the accompanying Self-Created Soul Skills, such as Purple Demon Eye and Mysterious Jade Hand."
Tang San believed that under his tutelage, Tang Wulin would soon be able to refine the Golden Dragon King, thereby becoming a god and completing his ten-thousand-year grand plan.
Meanwhile, within the sky screen, the calamity passed.
Under the Dragon King's protection, the tribe remained safe and sound.
Xu You still gained a little merit this time, though compared to the merit from creating reincarnation, this amount was truly insignificant.
But the most infuriating thing was that in the Primordial World, merit could not offset karmic consequences.
No matter how much merit he accumulated, the Dragon Clan's sins continued to weigh upon him.
"Now that I've become the Lord of Reincarnation, what if I reincarnate now?"
However, Xu You quickly dismissed the thought. After all, the price of reincarnation was too great. Even Nüwa's elder brother Fuxi had ultimately failed to become a Sage after reincarnating as a human.
He feared someone would tamper with his reincarnation, and he would no longer be himself.
The next moment, Houtu not only delivered the Reincarnation Underworld's karmic fortune treasure, but also gave him all the power that had originally belonged to Gonggong.
The Great Dao of the Water Element governed all the waters beneath heaven: rivers, streams, deep pools, seas, tides, and torrents.
Because Gonggong had toppled Mount Buzhou, the Heavenly Dao had brought down overwhelming karmic debt upon him. Even though Houtu had become a Sage, she could hardly protect him.
Moreover, now that she had become a Sage, she could not immediately oppose the Heavenly Dao. No matter how one looked at it, Gonggong truly deserved ten thousand deaths.
Houtu had preserved only a wisp of his true spirit and cast it into the Reincarnation Underworld. As for the power he had originally wielded.
It all flowed into Xu You's Great Dao of Water.
Thus, Gu Yuena discovered to her horror.
Her bargain master had grown stronger yet again!