Chapter 2: The Great Filial Son of the Primordial World, One Step to the Golden Immortal

Zulong roared in grief. Now that the catastrophe was over, he realized that his three clans had been plotted against. Unfortunately, it was too late to save the situation.

For the continuation of the dragon clan, he had no other choice.

Moreover, for someone like him who is the instigator of a great calamity, his karma is the heaviest. The deeper his bloodline is, and the deeper the cause and effect, the more he will suffer.

Once involved in a catastrophe, almost all of his most talented sons died in the catastrophe.

Now, among the remaining dragon clan members, the only legitimate son with the strongest bloodline is the Yellow Dragon, who was born not long ago.

"Alas, it's fate. This boy has no talent, and his cultivation will not be very strong in the future. If his cultivation is not strong, his ambition will not be big, and the cause and effect will not be deep. He can become the king who maintains the status quo of the dragon clan."

Zulong felt that his own Tao body began to gradually dissipate and dispersed throughout the four seas. The ambitions he once had in his heart also gradually disappeared. This was good for him to sit in charge of the four seas and watch his descendants grow up.

Just now.

A beam of spiritual light suddenly flew in front of him. He felt the extremely familiar aura in the spiritual light, "Finally caught up, Father!"

The spiritual light dissipated, and Huang Long's figure emerged from inside. He looked at Zulong with a sad face. A good thigh was gone just like that.

If the dragon clan was at its peak, he, the descendant of the Ancestral Dragon, would be able to run rampant in the ancient world!
"Huang Long...why did you come here!"

The Ancestral Dragon's body of hundreds of thousands of feet had now turned into specks of spiritual light and had mostly dissipated. When he saw the Yellow Dragon appear, he was puzzled.

"Come and see father for the last time."

The seal within Huang Long's soul had now begun to collect the Dao rhyme of the Ancestral Dragon in front of him. A small dragon began to emerge in his soul, lifelike, a smaller version of the huge Ancestral Dragon in front of him.

At the same time, Huang Long's mind kept emerging with his insights into the 'Ancestral Dragon Method', which had been extremely obscure to him in the past.

Now it is like an open-book exam. With just a little understanding, you can achieve remarkable results.

When Zulong heard Huanglong's words, he felt complicated, because Huanglong was born at the most critical time for the dragon clan.

And he heard that Huang Long's talent was not good, and not even like in the past, any legitimate son of the Ancestral Dragon would be given innate spiritual treasures.

It is enough to just let him teach the Zulong method.

Now, unexpectedly, before he sacrificed himself, Huang Long actually came to see him for the last time regardless of his own safety.

He also felt a little guilty. If he kept him in the dragon clan, it would seem that he would have a bright future and would be in charge of the dragon clan.

But everyone knows that the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes are doomed.

Although the ancestors of their three tribes used their true bodies to suppress the heaven and earth and resolve the karma they had created.

The three tribes could compete for supremacy, but they offended many tribes, and the future leaders of the dragon tribe were actually just punching bags.

Sometimes, living is harder than dying.

"Thank you for your hard work, kid."

Zulong seemed slightly relieved.

Huang Long quickly shook his head, "It's not hard, it's not hard, this is what I deserve!"

"What a great sacrifice! This sacrifice fully demonstrates the Dao charm of Zulong.

Only with the seal in my mind can I analyze Zulong Daoyun so quickly.'

Huang Long saw the ultimate principles of heaven and earth shining in his soul, flashing with fairy light, and finally evolving into a true body of Dharma.

I saw that the true body of the Dharmadhatu was similar to the Ancestral Dragon in front of me.

The scales on his body were chaotically intertwined, and the patterns on the scales were accompanied by a faint aura of the law of water, and there seemed to be endless sea water surrounding him.

The rosy glow flickered, and the seal spit out infinite innate Taoist texts, which finally appeared in his mind, leaving a line of words.

[Ancestor Dragon Dao Fruit: Created by the sacrifice of the Ancestral Dragon to guard the four seas, it contains the insights of the Ancestral Dragon's true body. The Dao Fruit is like the Ancestral Dragon himself. The ancestor of all dragons, the master of scales and armor, the Ancestral Dragon will not die until the four seas are destroyed...]

The moment Huang Long's Ancestral Dragon Dao Fruit was condensed, Zulong was stunned, because he actually felt a similar aura from his own son?

If Huang Long was not his legitimate son, he would have felt that the person in front of him was his younger brother, or himself.

In an instant he understood.

This guy probably didn't come to see him for the last time, but he used some unknown method to absorb his Taoist charm.

This guy.

Zulong was not angry at all, but rather a little amused. No wonder he said he caught up. He was probably worried that he would die too fast.

He is truly a filial son.

And at the moment when Huang Long's Tao Fruit was condensed.

A bit of golden nature ignited at the center of the eyebrows, and the immortal golden nature appeared instantly. The aura on his body instantly rose to a higher level, the Dao fruit came to him, and the innate gods and demons followed him.

There was no need to practice any magic, just following the footsteps allowed him to instantly break through to a level that many creatures could never reach in their entire lives, and enter the ranks of Golden Immortals.

"Good good."

Only the dragon head and half of the dragon body are left of Zulong. Even among the three tribes, a one-step golden immortal is considered a very talented person. This little guy can actually absorb his Dao rhyme.

He even felt now that Huang Long's talent had completely surpassed the rest of his brothers and was on par with him.

Zulong suddenly asked: "This kind of opportunity... can it capture the Dao rhyme of Yuanfeng and Shiqilin?"

Huang Long was in a trance. He didn't expect that the Golden Immortal, which he thought was out of reach, would instantly break through at the moment when the Ancestral Dragon Dao Fruit was approaching. This made him feel that his trip was right.

Suddenly I heard what Zulong said.

Nodding subconsciously.

"Okay, okay, hahaha!"

Zulong couldn't help but burst into laughter, and with his remaining strength, he swung his sword, "Go, the Dragon Clan depends on you from now on!"

Infinite power made Huang Long leave in front of him in an instant and come to Yuan Feng. Yuan Feng was much better than Zulong. He only needed to suppress the volcano in the south.

The moment Huang Long appeared in front of Yuan Feng, Yuan Feng received the thoughts of the Ancestral Dragon.

"I can help you achieve enlightenment, but if you have learned enough in the future, I hope you can take care of the Phoenix Clan!"

Huang Long didn't expect that his adoptive father would give him such a great gift. Although he was thinking of gathering the Dao Fruits of the three tribes at that time, the three were too far away from each other.

Being able to achieve an Ancestral Dragon Dao Fruit might already be the limit.

"it is good!"

Huang Long nodded, and Yuan Feng no longer concealed its dissipating Dao rhyme, revealing its full strength in front of Huang Long. The seal that had just absorbed the Dao rhyme of the Ancestral Dragon began to absorb again, and a small Yuan Feng was revolving around the seal.

Huang Long has not yet clearly seen the effect of this newly condensed Tao fruit.

Then I heard the last voice, "Go, if you don't go, the old Qilin will die."

His eyes blurred again, and only the Qilin head was left. The First Qilin looked at the person who came and said with a smile: "The old loach has already told me that I don't need you to take care of the Qilin clan. Just treat it as taking care of you, the younger generation."

Now, the three ancestors have understood that the fight among the three tribes was mostly caused by someone else.

They are about to sacrifice themselves to make up for the chaos in the world, and they have become more open-minded about many things.

Huang Long felt the 'First Qilin Dao Fruit' condensed in his soul, and bowed and said: "Thank you for your guidance, ancestor."

(End of this chapter)