The Dragon Race Falls Just as I'm Born?
The Primordial World!
On the shore of a nameless island deep in the East Sea, a perfectly round "stone" suddenly began to shake for no apparent reason.
Crack! Crack!
A crack appeared out of nowhere on the surface of the "stone" and spread rapidly. A pure white dragon's head poked out.
This was no stone. It was clearly a dragon egg.
The little white dragon poked his head out and gazed blankly at the azure sky and the boundless ocean.
"Where... is this?" Ao Changsheng stared at the unfamiliar sights before him, his face full of confusion.
One second, he had been an ordinary citizen of the twenty-first century. The next, he had somehow found himself in that pitch-black place.
His curled-up body had simply stretched out on instinct, and then... then he had hatched.
Before he could give the matter any proper thought, an enormous sound rang out across the Primordial World.
Immediately afterward, a sinister voice echoed throughout the Primordial World.
"The Heavenly Dao is unjust! Great Dao above, I, Luohou, am willing to transform my body into the Devil Realm and turn billions of devils into Heavenly Devils. When the Dao rises, the devil wanes; when the Dao wanes, the devil rises!"
As he spoke, Luohou of the Devil Race casually grabbed a white dragon beside him and devoured its flesh raw, pulled out its sinews, and sucked out its marrow.
Ao Changsheng was dumbfounded.
"Luohou? What the hell?"
It was as if a nuclear bomb had gone off in Ao Changsheng's heart.
I transmigrated? And to the Primordial World, of all places?
This was the Primordial World, where immortals and gods were worth less than dogs, and mighty beings roamed everywhere.
How was an ordinary person like him... no, an ordinary dragon, supposed to get by safely in a world like this?
Ao Changsheng, who had gradually begun to receive the inherited memories in his Dragon Race bloodline, had also realized that he had not transmigrated bodily, but had been reborn.
He had been reborn as a newly hatched dragon.
Ordinarily, becoming a legendary divine beast should have been a good thing, but at a time like this...
Ao Changsheng recalled the voice that had just resounded across the Primordial World, and bitterness welled up in his heart.
Luohou becoming a Heavenly Devil-that was the end of the Dragon Han First Calamity and the Devil-Dao Struggle, wasn't it?!
The dragon, phoenix, and qilin races, which had once dominated the Primordial World, had suffered almost total casualties in that battle and fallen into complete decline.
Nearly all the Dragon Race's powerful members had been wiped out.
Thinking of how overbearing the Dragon Race had been in the past, and how it now had no powerful members left, Ao Changsheng could already imagine the countless races they had once oppressed coming for revenge.
The scene of Luohou of the Devil Race swallowing dragon liver, dragon gallbladder, dragon bones, and dragon marrow in one mouthful just now
was etched deep in Ao Changsheng's mind.
Just born, and the Dragon Race has fallen! What do I do? Waiting online, urgent!
The more Ao Changsheng thought about it, the more desperate he felt.
One desperate thought after another kept rising from the bottom of his heart, and terrifying images flashed before his eyes beyond his control.
A faint wisp of black Qi was circulating over his once pure white dragon body.
"Ding! Host detected to have been born. Strongest Seclusion System activated."
The sudden voice jolted Ao Changsheng awake.
Cold sweat immediately broke out all over his body.
What had been wrong with him just now? Why had he felt an urge to kill himself and die first?
Ao Changsheng broke out in a cold sweat at the thought.
Although this really was not a good start, it should not have driven him to such despair that he wanted to kill himself.
It was Luohou!
Ao Changsheng thought of the voice that had just resounded across the Primordial World.
Clearly, when Luohou had sworn his oath and made his declaration to the Primordial World, he had not merely shouted a few words.
He must have used some devilish method to put Ao Changsheng in that state.
Just one insignificant scheme had stirred up waves of blood and gore across the Primordial World.
"Is this the Primordial World?" Ao Changsheng gazed at the vast sea, unable to keep a chill from creeping into his heart.
Strength and power were the truth of the Primordial World.
When you were weak, you could only be like him now: even after nearly being killed in the fallout, you could only be glad to have survived and not dare utter a word of complaint.
But...
System! Ao Changsheng called softly in his heart. He had not forgotten the voice that had awakened him from that inner demon.
He, Ao Changsheng, was a transmigrator with a golden finger.
A transmigrator with a system could walk wherever he pleased.
After calming himself, Ao Changsheng began to examine his system.
The Strongest Seclusion System, as its name suggested, was a system that provided its host with everything he needed to enter seclusion.
Was his cultivation too weak, leaving him unable to control whether he lived or died?
Then enter seclusion!
The system provided you with the finest seclusion experience.
Divine Abilities and Cultivation Methods were yours just for entering seclusion.
Innate Spiritual Qi was provided in unlimited quantities.
Spirit treasures and supreme treasures were all available.
Furthermore, once seclusion was chosen, the system would automatically turn the land within a radius of hundreds of millions of li into a seclusion cultivation ground.
Within the seclusion cultivation ground, one's own will replaced the will of heaven, wielding the power of heaven and earth and commanding the Divine Abilities of the Heavenly Dao, with combat power that rivaled a saint's.
Though he was speechless at the system's description, which sounded like a shoddy pyramid scheme, Ao Changsheng immediately felt reassured when he saw that he could rival a saint within the seclusion cultivation ground.
"1. Do not enter seclusion and venture into the Primordial World. The system will shut down!"
"2. Enter seclusion for a thousand years. Reward: one drop of Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood!"
"3. Enter seclusion for ten thousand years. Reward: the Ancestral Dragon Breathing Technique!"
Looking at the three options in the system, Ao Changsheng chose the third without the slightest hesitation.
The first option went without saying. Its "reward" was the system shutting down; anyone with a halfway normal brain would not choose it.
As for the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood offered by the second option, impressive as it sounded, how could it be as important as a Cultivation Method?
Without a Cultivation Method, he did not even know how to cultivate.
No sooner had Ao Changsheng made his choice than a great flood of memories poured into his mind.
The Ancestral Dragon Breathing Technique!
The Ancestral Dragon had been one of the strongest beings in heaven and earth during the Dragon Han First Calamity. Leaving aside his lousy ability to scheme and considering only his combat power and cultivation,
he was not even inferior to Hongjun and Luohou, the two mighty beings of his time who had contended to become the Heavenly Dao's spokesperson.
In the Primordial World at this time, when most living beings could only absorb Innate Spiritual Qi by instinct, the breathing Cultivation Method he had practiced was absolutely one of the finest and the one best suited to Ao Changsheng's identity as a member of the Dragon Race.
Following the method recorded in the Ancestral Dragon Breathing Technique, Ao Changsheng began to regulate the rhythm of his breathing.
With just a slight adjustment, the dense Innate Spiritual Qi around him streamed into his body with every breath, transforming into abundant Law Power.
What a fast cultivation speed! Excited, Ao Changsheng immersed himself in breathing cultivation with even greater focus.
Time passed easily, and the years rolled by.
Ao Changsheng had been immersed in cultivation for ten thousand years when a system notification jolted him awake.
"Ten thousand years of seclusion detected. Please make a new seclusion choice."
"1. End seclusion and go to the dragon nest to protect the Dragon Race. The system will shut down."
"2. Continue seclusion for one hundred thousand years and cultivate diligently. Reward: the supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasure, the Ancestral Dragon Pearl."
"Hm?"
Ten thousand years had passed.
Ao Changsheng opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing through them. After ten thousand years of cultivation, he felt as though he had simply enjoyed a good long sleep.
Comfortable and relaxed!
Stretching his dragon body, Ao Changsheng looked at the two new choices the system had given him.
Leave seclusion to protect the Dragon Race?
What a joke.
It was not because he worried that he was too weak and going would be suicide, nor because he was a coward, much less because there was no system reward.
Besides, he had to cultivate diligently for the Dragon Race's future!
Just think of the many humiliations awaiting the Dragon Race.
Dragon liver and dragon gallbladder would become delicacies, and dragon-drawn carriages would become standard for immortals and gods on their travels.
He had to remain in seclusion and cultivate diligently, becoming an unparalleled mighty being who could stand behind the dragon sons and grandsons of the future!
"System, I choose seclusion for one hundred thousand years!"