Sheng Fu

Chapter 1245 The Mist Disperses
Above the deep sea, the tides still rise and fall.

The shimmering light and the invisible, subtle symbols create a magnificent panorama where the sky and sea merge into one.

At this moment, a melodious dragon roar emanated from the Qi Yun Tower deep within the Minghun Mountain.

The dragon clan's fortune will reach new heights.

The scenery is beautiful and serene, but no one appreciates it.

……

outside world.

The mountains and rivers remained unchanged. High above the clouds, the Demon Lord stood with one hand behind his back, his brows furrowed with an air of indifference that seemed to look down on everything. Suddenly, sensing something, he turned his gaze toward Yuxi Town.

"Fallen leaves return to their roots, to nourish the dragon race?" The Demon Lord frowned.

A look of regret welled up in the Demon Lord's eyes. He had longed to fight the Dragon Lord, who was lurking in the shadows, without regard for the cost, but now that his wish had been dashed, he felt utterly disappointed.

“Indeed a great leader,” the Demon Lord murmured.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of disorientation. Under that person's leadership, the once-decayed dragon race was finally showing signs of revival, and there was even a slight possibility that they might ascend to the throne of the world.

But at the height of the surging waves, the dragon's roar abruptly ceased.

Honestly, if he had taken over a broken and dilapidated demon race, the Demon Lord did not believe he could reverse its fate and reopen the door to a golden age.

Just as the Demon Lord was in a daze, Yuwen Jun arrived at the Eternal Palace without a sound.

Surrounded by the power of nothingness, the ancient dragon seal remained hidden in the void, and thus arrived at the summit of the Eternal Palace in a grand manner, beginning its exploration of reincarnation and origin.

Inside the ancient dragon seal.

The mountains and rivers are vast, and the sun, moon, and stars shine brightly and endlessly.

Yuwen Jun walked on the air, looking down at the world below. The great river flowed endlessly, the mountains were majestic and towering, and the sky in the distance was high and deep.

In the mountains and forests, wild beasts gallop, and schools of fish swim in the water. Occasionally, one can even spot some demonic beasts with weaker bloodline power.

This is a perfect world where life is born.

In an instant, Yuwen Jun found himself atop a solitary peak that seemed to reach into the clouds. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the spiritual energy of the sword was not abundant enough for cultivation.

Even talented youths like Shi Kun and Wei Huan, if they came to this land and spent their entire lives, would find it difficult to reach the Returning Origin Realm. However, as the last refuge of the Dragon Clan, this world can be considered flawless, at least ensuring the continuation of the bloodline.

Yuwen Jun sat on the ground, embracing the primordial essence and guarding the one.

The chaotic imperial aura was born, and in an instant, auspicious light rose and spread throughout the eight wastelands. For this space where the laws of the Great Dao were not yet perfected, Yuwen Jun's release of the chaotic imperial aura was undoubtedly like throwing a boulder containing endless vitality into a calm pond, stirring up a surging wave of spiritual energy.

As the chaotic imperial energy continued to be released, it resonated and merged with the mountains and rivers of this place, giving rise to ineffable laws and principles. The water flowed even more turbulently, the mountains became even more majestic and imposing, and an extremely powerful aura spread out.

Spiritual energy began to surge upwards, centered on Yuwen Jun.

At this moment, whether it is the fish in the water, the beasts in the mountains and forests, or the birds in the sky, they are all filled with unprecedented excitement.

Even the thin spirit deer closest to Yuwen Jun had its bloodline power instantly sublimate, emitting a melodious and profound deer cry, transforming into a snow-white, jade-like radiant deer with light wings.

The originally weak laws of the Great Dao, thanks to Yuwen Jun's Chaotic Imperial Qi, were now bursting forth with boundless vitality, advancing with unstoppable force. At this moment, Yuwen Jun was filled with endless gratitude towards Gu Yong.

Without Gu Yong, he would not have been able to cultivate the Chaos True Essence; without the Chaos True Essence, he would naturally not have been able to cultivate the Chaos Emperor Qi. Of course, the Demon Queen also deserves some unspeakable credit for this...

As long as the laws of the ancient dragon world evolve, this private land belonging exclusively to the dragon race will gradually transform into a vast and blessed land in the near future.

At that time, no matter how ferocious the situation may be, the dragon race will be invincible.

Of course, Yuwen Jun would not choose to remain confined to a corner of the world; he would spare no effort to become the one in charge.

He carried too many expectations and aspirations on his shoulders; he had no right to retreat, he could only grit his teeth and move forward.

"Those ancient beings lurking in the shadows probably weren't all from the same race, and not all of them possessed a perfect land," Yuwen Jun muttered to himself as he sensed the changes in the Ancient Dragon World.

At this moment, Yuwen Jun had roughly deduced two possibilities for the ancient beings.

The first type is a secret realm suitable for cultivation, enough to give birth to limitless powerhouses, or even powerful beings that enter the sea of ​​suffering. However, the territory of that secret realm is very small, only suitable for cultivation, not for reproduction, and even less able to accommodate the interaction of different civilizations.

The second type is a vast world, but the spiritual energy is weak and not suitable for cultivation. It has enough land and rivers to thrive, but it cannot give birth to the strongest. Moreover, the spiritual energy will gradually become thinner. After the spiritual energy becomes thinner, the flame of civilization will become dimmer and dimmer, leaving only animal instincts, thus entering a chaotic and disorderly state.

Regardless of which one, they will fall into a survival dilemma, forced to abide by the most primitive survival rules, and thus have no connection with civilization.

At this moment, Yuwen Jun was very curious about just how big the secret realm where Senior Yan Lie lived was.

"It shouldn't be as vast and boundless as the world of Gu Long," Yuwen Jun murmured to himself.

At the same time, Yuwen Jun was also very curious about what kind of secret space that "Tai" lived in, or whether he had already gone into seclusion in the city, perhaps as a Taoist priest in a mountain temple, a monk in a temple, or an inconspicuous official in the court.

Of course, he could only be curious.

However, he had roughly calculated that among all the ancient creatures lurking in the shadows, Senior Yan Lie's combat strength was at least among the top three.

In reality, there might be some supreme beings among the ancient beings, but at most only three to five.

Moreover, these three or five people combined are no match for the rulers of the five tribes.

If they could defeat the rulers of the five tribes, they would naturally not hide in the shadows and delay coming out.

Furthermore, all five races are blessed by the fortune of the mountains and rivers, giving birth to brilliant civilizations, with outstanding talents emerging one after another, and their literary and martial lineages flourishing continuously. In contrast, the situation of those ancient beings lurking in the shadows is either to maintain a balance of neither gaining nor losing anything, or simply to live off their past achievements.

This also led to another deduction...

"Tai" is a very unique being, purely unique. If "Tai" were truly stronger than all living beings, the flame of civilization would probably have already soared into the sky in ancient times.

Yuwen Jun closed his eyes and sensed the changes in the ancient dragon world. He muttered to himself, "Judging from the calculations, apart from 'Tai', the strongest among the remaining ancient beings is at most the current level of the God Emperor. However, the God Emperor has the blessing of the God Realm's national fortune, which is far superior to those impoverished beings."

"It's not that they don't want to gather the world's fortune or collect the Origin Chips, but their competitors are too strong, so they have no choice but to lie low in the shadows."

"They even considered creating their own unique civilization, but unfortunately, they were too short-sighted, and many great achievements were simply beyond their reach."

"But it is precisely a very small number of beings like Senior Yan Lie who can bring about great changes."

"Perhaps I will inadvertently reach the heights that the Demon Lord once attained, or perhaps even reach the pinnacle of myriad realms."

"And the greatest variable in the world is the difference of the smallest margin between the strongest individuals..."