Ao Tingxin was completely shocked by Ao Guang's words.
She almost suspected that there was something wrong with her ears. These words could actually come out from her father, who had always regarded the glory of the Dragon Clan as more important than his own life.
Ao Guang sighed softly." Your father is not that pedantic. The glory of the dragon race is not in the past or the dragon tomb, but in the present. If you can become a Great Divine Warrior, I think the ancestors of the dragon race will agree with me.”
Ao Tingxin fell silent. For the first time, she felt how heavy the burden on her shoulders was. In the past, she had lived a carefree life under Ao Guang's protection.
But now, she was facing the huge crisis that the dragon race was facing, and it almost made her unable to breathe.
However, Ao Tingxin still did not hesitate, because this was her responsibility as a member of the Dragon Clan!
"Alright, then I'll ask father to open the dragon tomb!”
Ao Tingxin said with a determined expression. At this moment, the naivety and weakness between her brows had disappeared, and she was gradually showing signs of becoming domineering.
In a trance, they could see a distant future where a matchless empress rose up and dominated the world. She looked down on the world and made the gods tremble!
"Yes, follow me!"
Ao Guang looked at Ao Tingxin in relief. His daughter had finally grown up.
Then, under Ao Guang's lead, Ao Tingxin came to the depths of the Crystal Palace in the East Sea.
There stood a black-and-gold stone stele that was three hundred meters tall. It was simple and ancient, and it gave off a feeling of time.
There were two words carved on the black-gold stone tablet. It was not any language in the world. It was the dragon language that belonged to the dragon race.
It was the words 'Dragon Grave'!
When Ao Guang and Ao Tingxin arrived, their expressions unconsciously became solemn.
"Open!"
Without any hesitation, Ao Guang took out the Clan Leader's Token and leaned it against the stone tablet. A vortex appeared on the stone tablet. Through the vortex, one could vaguely see a desolate world connected to it.
The Dragon Clan's graveyard was naturally not in the Eastern Sea, but in a small world that had been opened up.
Opening up a small world was something that only a great expert could do.
The current dragon clan naturally did not have such an ability. This dragon tomb had been passed down from ancient times, and it was also the only one that had been passed down.
The Dragon Tomb was the burial ground of the ancestors of the Dragon Clan. Except for those who died in accidents, every Dragon Clan member would enter the Dragon Tomb and be buried here.
"Xin 'er, go. I'll wait for your good news.”
Ao Guang looked at Ao Tingxin.
The latter nodded solemnly. Then, his figure flashed and turned into a white light that entered the vortex.
As Ao Tingxin entered, the vortex on the stone tablet gradually disappeared, and everything returned to peace.
Ao Guang took a deep breath and murmured to himself,""When Xin 'er comes out of the dragon tomb, she will probably undergo a huge transformation.”
He was naturally aware of the power of the Sky-Devouring Demonic Power. The Dragon Tomb was just a graveyard to others, but to Ao Tingxin, who cultivated the Sky-Devouring Demonic Power, it was a first-class treasure land.
"Ancestors of the Dragon Clan, this is a great event for the rise of our Dragon Clan. I believe that you will support it in the dark.”Ao Guang whispered.
At this moment, the voice of the Yaksha could be heard from afar.
"Your Majesty, Marshal Canopy is here to visit you!”
Hmm?
Ao Guang frowned." Why is this guy here again?"”
Ever since the last court meeting, Marshal Canopy had been coming to see him since he knew that there were many treasures in the East Ocean Dragon Palace.
Although Ao Guang was patient, he didn't dare to show any attitude towards Marshal Canopy and could only smile.
Although Ao Guang's cultivation base was higher than the other party's, the latter was, after all, a member of the orthodox Taiqing Sect and one of the Four Supreme Saints of the North Pole.
Ao Guang did not dare to offend the other party.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Ao Guang immediately tidied up and headed to the guest hall.
………………
At the same time, in the Dragon Tomb.
Ao Tingxin flew out of the vortex and landed in it.
She stood in mid-air and looked around. She saw many tombstones erected in the Dragon Tomb. They were densely packed together, almost forming a sea of tombstones at a glance!
"So many of our Dragon Clan's ancestors have died.”
It was also Ao Tingxin's first time entering the Dragon Tomb. She could not help but sigh when she saw the scene.
Then, Ao Tingxin came to the nearest tombstone and saw a line of blurry words carved on it.
Ao Quan of the Dragon Clan was buried here. He could not let the Dragon Clan regain its ancient glory! Hatred! Hatred! Hatred!
Due to the passage of time, the words on it had become a little blurry. However, Ao Tingxin could clearly feel the strong unwillingness that was transmitted from it.
"Senior, I'll bear your unwillingness on your behalf!”
Ao Tingxin first bowed respectfully before sitting cross-legged in front of the tombstone and circulating the Sky-Devouring Demon Divine Technique.
At once, the remains of Ao Quan, the pioneer of the dragon race, flew out from the tombstone and merged into Ao Tingxin's body.
This was the original power contained in Ao Quan's remains. Ao Tingxin had refined it into her body with the Heaven Devouring Technique and made it a part of her original bloodline.
Thus, Ao Tingxin began to devour the origin of the dragon ancestors one after another in the Dragon Tomb. Her own origin bloodline was also improving bit by bit…
This scene was also seen by Ji Xuan, who was far away in the East Victory Divine Continent.
He could not help but sigh. Ao Guang was really decisive. In order to let Ao Tingxin cultivate the Heaven Devouring Technique, he did not hesitate to let her enter the dragon tomb and devour the origin of the ancestors of the dragon race.
However, Ji Xuan had to admit that this would be immensely beneficial to Ao Tingxin.
" Perhaps, a peerless expert will appear in the Dragon Clan soon…"
Ji Xuan muttered.
………………
Over here.
In the front hall of the Crystal Palace.
A round-looking man sat on a chair. He had a rough face and bright eyes. He wore an immortal crown, golden armor, and a red cloak.
This outfit could have been awe-inspiring, but this man was slightly fat, so he looked a little funny.
This person was Marshal Tianpeng, who was in charge of the 100,000 navy of the celestial heavens! (For the specific image, refer to Marshal Tianpeng in the TV series Lotus Lantern.)
"This old dragon king is still the most comfortable. He's living so comfortably in the lower realm, unlike me, who's restrained in the celestial heavens.”
Marshal Tianpeng looked at the crystal palace and muttered to himself.
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