Primordial Era: I am the Bull Demon King, the First Demon of All Time

Chapter 72 The Forgotten Dragon Clan, the Powerful Ones of Time!

Chen Jing released his primordial spirit, concentrating his vast divine sense and directing it all toward the blue barrier.

That immense divine sense, like a sharp thorn, tried to pierce through the blue barrier and extend into its depths.

"Bang!"

A faint sound of divine sense colliding with the barrier reached Chen Jing's ears, and he felt a churning sensation within his body.

At this point, he understood that this blue barrier must be able to reflect divine consciousness.

This was the first time Chen Jing had ever seen such a barrier, one that could even reflect divine sense back. In the past, he had only heard of barriers that could reflect energy, but never of barriers that could reflect divine sense.

Thinking back, he realized that he had used brute force to make this barrier appear, and he wondered if that brute force could break through it.

Chen Jing took a few steps back, a beam of immortal light condensed in his hand, and then he struck the blue barrier in front of him.

"Bang"

With a crisp sound, Chen Jing could see that the celestial light bounced back at him after touching the blue barrier.

Seeing this, Chen Jing finally understood the strangeness of this barrier.

He felt a headache coming on. If he couldn't even get through this barrier, how could he investigate its secrets, how could he find his senior brother?

The fact that such a barrier could protect it meant that it must be something extraordinary. Chen Jing frowned again.

Just as Chen Jing was gazing at the blue barrier and lost in thought, on an island within the barrier, a middle-aged man with a white face and beard gleamed with a sharp light in his eyes.

He muttered to himself, "I have stayed here for millions of years, and no one has come."

"Why have so many people come here over the past few centuries? Could it be that this place has been discovered?"

As he said this, the middle-aged man glanced at a corner of the island where the Taoist priest was trapped.

"No, we can't let this Taoist priest leave. If he brings back a companion, this treasure land will be exposed sooner or later."

The middle-aged man thought to himself.

Just as Chen Jing was pondering how to enter the blue barrier, a spatial fluctuation caught his attention.

Looking at the blue barrier in front of them, a crack appeared, and gradually, the crack expanded.

It kept expanding until it reached the size of a portal, at which point it stopped.

Then, a figure walked out from it.

Even without deliberately releasing his own pressure, Chen Jing could still feel the threat emanating from this figure.

"Who are you, and why are you so insolent outside my Dragon Island?"

The middle-aged man exuded an air of authority without being angry, clearly someone who had long held a high position.

As soon as he uttered those words, an immense aura emanated from him, rushing straight towards Chen Jing.

Just as the middle-aged man unleashed his aura, Chen Jing was startled.

He could feel the power within that aura; it was even stronger than his own aura at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

However, it was completely different from the oppressive aura emanating from Di Jun.

Half-step Quasi-Saint.

Chen Jing immediately judged the middle-aged man's cultivation level.

Although there is only a step between the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal and the Quasi-Saint, the difference between them is as vast as an chasm.

The half-step quasi-saint is one such node.

The half-step Quasi-Saint has already grasped the profound meaning of the laws of heaven and earth, but this understanding is still very superficial and he has not yet broken through to the Quasi-Saint level.

Even so, with the title "Saint," he is naturally not comparable to an ordinary Golden Immortal.

"Dragon Island? You're from the dragon race?"

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Chen Jing's curiosity was immediately piqued.

He found it somewhat unbelievable that a dragon race capable of reaching the level of a quasi-saint still existed in this post-primordial era.

"However, I am Suanni, son of the Ancestral Dragon. Who exactly are you?"

The middle-aged man wore an air of arrogance as he stated his name.

Upon hearing the name, a look of surprise appeared on Chen Jing's face.

The title of "son of the First Emperor" is quite impressive.

Legend has it that dragons are lewd, and the Ancestral Dragon was especially so. As one of the three overlords of the prehistoric world, he was the patriarch of the dragon race.

The First Emperor married nine prodigies from other races, and each of these nine prodigies later bore him a son.

They are: Qiuniu, Yazi, Chaofeng, Pulao, Junmao, Bixi, Kuang, Fuzhi, and Chiwen.

Because they were born from different bloodlines, the dragon had nine sons, each different from the other.

Perhaps because the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon was too powerful, these nine dragon sons were born with extraordinary talents and cultivated at an astonishing speed, quickly becoming experts among the dragons.

During the Great Calamity of Dragons and Phoenixes, these nine dragons earned a formidable reputation in their battles against the Phoenix and Qilin clans.

In the final battle, the First Dragon was sealed away, and Chaofeng, Pulao, Xi, Kuang, Fuzhi, and Chiwen perished.

However, the whereabouts of Qiuniu, Yazi, and Suanmao are unknown.

Unexpectedly, I have encountered Suanni, the son of the First Emperor of the Dragon King, here.

Faced with Junmao's imposing aura, Chen Jing did not back down at all. A powerful aura surged out from his body, resisting Junmao's imposing aura.

A powerful fighting spirit surged into the sky, and he shouted, "If you want to know my name, defeat me!"

After saying that, he beckoned to Suanmao, who was not far ahead.

Chen Jing, a peak-level Golden Immortal, couldn't resist the urge to fight this powerful opponent.

He doesn't have much of a clue about breaking through to Quasi-Saint level yet. Perhaps he can gain some insights into the breakthrough by fighting Junmao, who is half a Quasi-Saint.

"Hmph, I have no interest in the names of dead people. You should just die."

Just as Junni emerged from the barrier, he had already decided to leave Chen Jing there.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to tell Chen Jing his name.

Immediately after Junmao uttered those words, the aura emanating from both of them suddenly intensified.

"boom!"

Before the two sides even made contact, their auras clashed again, creating a series of booming sounds.

As their powerful forces collided, terrifying waves surged outwards in all directions, igniting the recently calm sea once more and turning it into a turbulent torrent.

The great battle between the two officially began after this clash of their auras.

"The dragon soars across the four seas."

With a roar, countless water columns suddenly shot into the sky from the surging sea below, rushing towards Chen Jing.

Facing this being who has lived for tens of millions of years, Chen Jing dared not hold back in the slightest.

Chen Jing was startled by this sudden turn of events. Under Junmao's control, the countless water jets resembled sharp swords carrying a terrifying aura.

Even before getting close, one could already sense that if these water jets were to hit one, one would likely be seriously injured, if not killed.