Pangu created the world, transformed his body into the Chaos, transformed into mountains, rivers, the sun, the moon, and the stars!
The Primordial Continent had given birth to three Connate Divine Beasts after millions of years in this mysterious mist.
Ancestral Dragon, Origin Qilin, Ancestral Phoenix!
The three innate races were born with extraordinary traits, they were all innate demon gods, they were extremely noble and arrogant.
In order to compete for the dominance of the Untainted Land, they fought endlessly. At this point, the aura of calamity in the Untainted Land rose.
However, the patriarchs of the three clans were still relatively restrained at this moment. They had not reached the stage where they would truly fight each other.
However, with the intervention of people with ulterior motives in the Primordial World and the involvement of more and more creatures of the three races, a war between the three races seemed inevitable.
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Wilderness, under the East Sea.
A towering and huge palace that was as clear as a blue crystal floated in the water, emitting a majestic aura.
On top of the imposing crystal door, three Great Dao divine patterns were written.
Crystal Palace!
This palace was the supreme place of the dragon race, the Ancestral Dragon Daoist Field!
At this moment, in the Ancestral Dragon Dojo, there was a huge and magnificent hall. There were dozens of true dragons with different appearances standing in it.
Standing in the front row were nine young men. Each of them was dressed in luxurious robes, appearing to be of extremely noble status.
These nine young True Dragons were none other than the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon!
The nine sons of the dragon all looked different and had different cultivation levels. However, they had one thing in common. Their status was far higher than that of ordinary dragons and even elders.
In front of these nine young men stood a dozen tall middle-aged men with grand auras.
The powerful aura of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal spread out from the bodies of these True Dragons. While shocking the surroundings, it even stirred the nearby space and time.
Especially the tall and burly middle-aged man in a green robe. His aura was even grander and had already reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm!
This person was none other than the younger brother of the Ancestral Dragon, Ancestor Torch Dragon!
The dozen or so people behind him were the strongest members of the dragon clan at the moment, the eight guardians of the dragon clan and the four seas 'dragon kings.
These people were all famous people in the Primordial World. Wherever they went, no one dared to disobey.
"Second Uncle, why has Father summoned us this time?”
At this moment, the eldest of the nine sons of the dragon, Qiuniu, asked Zhulong.
"That's right. Could it be that Second Uncle is going to attack the Phoenix clan and the Qilin clan?”
"It better be so, because we've already prepared for it!”
"That's right, we dragons are the innate god race. We truly deserve to rule the Primordial World!”
"Haha…"
All of a sudden, discussions broke out in the hall. All the dragons were smiling brightly.
The last young man standing among the Nine Sons of the Dragon had a calm expression on his face. He seemed to be out of place with the somber atmosphere in the hall.
Ao Long was the ninth son of the Ancestral Dragon.
He was a transmigrator who had activated the system.
A salted fish system. As long as he lived like a salted fish every day, he could become stronger!
Therefore, he had to be the most inconspicuous person in the crowd. However, for some reason, Ao Long, the ninth son of the Ancestral Dragon, was handsome and slender. His looks were extraordinary.
He was countless times more handsome than his eight strange-looking brothers.
With the help of the system, his cultivation progressed quickly.
In just over ten years, he had already broken through from the early-stage Heaven Immortal realm to the early-stage Perfected Immortal realm.
In his previous life, he was familiar with the prehistoric novels and knew that the final outcome of the Primordial Three Connate Clans was mutual destruction.
Less than 10% of the members of the three clans survived, becoming rare species.
However, even so, the dragon race still survived in the end.
Ao Long knew that as long as he didn't participate in the calamity and stayed in the Dragon Palace, he would be able to survive.
After that, he would be like a salted fish every day, but he could still become stronger. What could be more comfortable than this?!
Therefore, Ao Long was not worried about his own safety at all. He acted as if he did not hear the words of the dragons and his expression was calm.
" Look, the Dragon Ancestor is here!"
As a voice rang out, everyone turned their gazes towards the tall chair in front of them.
On the throne, the incomparably tall figure of the Ancestral Dragon, whose entire body was flickering with a faint golden light, slowly appeared.
Following that, an aura unique to the dragon clan's overlord swept through the entire hall. In the hall, the true core members of the dragon clan immediately prostrated on the ground and kowtowed to the Ancestral Dragon after sensing the pressure on his body.
"We pay our respects to the Dragon Ancestor. May the dragon race live forever and never be destroyed!”
"Haha…that's right, our Dragon Clan will never be destroyed!”
The Ancestral Dragon laughed loudly, appearing extremely happy.
"Everyone, please rise!"
"Today, I have gathered everyone here to announce an important decision!”
Seeing the eager and murderous expressions of the dragons below, the Ancestral Dragon was very satisfied and continued.
"I announce that in a few days, I will mobilize all the True Dragons, collateral relatives, and other millions of troops to attack the Qilin race and the Phoenix race!”
Ao Long muttered in his heart subconsciously.
Conquering Qilin and Phoenix? What was the difference between that and suicide?
"Hmm?"
Ancestral Dragon was stunned for a moment.
He felt as if someone was speaking in his mind. It was extremely strange.
Who was talking?
Ancestral Dragon said subconsciously.
"Our dragon race is incomparably powerful. There are countless dragon descendants. How could it be suicide?”
What was going on? He actually explained it directly. Could it be that he heard me?
" What's going on?"
The Ancestral Dragon's eyes narrowed, and his brows rose fiercely!
This time, he heard it clearly.
That voice came from his mind.
Who was speaking?
The Ancestral Dragon's scarlet-golden eyes slowly looked around.
He carefully sized up the dozens of True Dragons below.
The people standing below were either his children or the backbone of the dragon race. They were all absolute trusted aides. The Ancestral Dragon was very familiar with them.
Therefore, he was certain that the words just now were definitely not said by them.
"Hmm?"
"That's not right. Why does that kid have that expression?”
"The person who spoke, could it be him?”
The Ancestral Dragon finally fixed his gaze on Ao Long.
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