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With Lin Xuan's relentless infusion of his own essence and the neutralization effect of the Taiyin Essence Liquid, the violent aura of ice and fire in the delivery room finally subsided.

Lin Xuan forcibly straightened out the two forces within Ao Cunxin's stomach, merging them into a completely new and even more terrifying life force.

"Now! Use your magic power!" Lin Xuan shouted, his arm remaining perfectly still.

Ao Cunxin released Lin Xuan's arm, took a deep breath, and used the last bit of strength in her body to press down hard.

"hold head high--!"

As she exerted her strength, a thunderous dragon roar that pierced the clouds and shattered rocks erupted from her mouth.

This dragon's roar didn't sound like it came from a woman in labor at all; it sounded more like the roar of an ancient, primordial dragon resurrected.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely thick blue-gold beam of light shot straight up from Ao Cunxin's stomach. With a loud "boom," the beam of light smashed through the solid dome of the Pangu Palace Villa without any hindrance and soared into the sky.

The cloudless sky instantly changed color, dark clouds loomed overhead, and faint purple lightning could be seen rolling within the clouds.

Not only in Chaoge City, but also in the four seas thousands of miles away, a violent earthquake occurred at the same time.

The East China Sea, the West China Sea, the South China Sea, and the North China Sea all saw towering waves hundreds of feet high. But these waves did not crash against the shore; instead, they rose and fell rhythmically towards the Great Shang Pangu Temple, as if on a pilgrimage.

The old dragons that had lived for countless eons and had been feigning death in the deep sea were all awakened by this bloodline pressure. They trembled on the seabed and uncontrollably knelt down in worship towards Chaoge.

In the courtyard of Pangu Temple.

Looking at the blue-gold pillar of light in the sky, Ao Guang trembled with excitement. His knees buckled again, and he knelt down facing the gate of the villa, frantically slapping his thighs with both hands.

"May the Ancestral Dragon protect us! This bloodline pressure... is even purer than that of the Ancestral Dragon back then! My dragon race has finally stood up!" Ao Guang cried his heart out.

Inside the delivery room.

The light faded. There was no heart-wrenching cry like that of a normal baby.

In the center of the jade bed, there was a sturdy, smooth-skinned, chubby boy.

The baby boy was extremely robust, with a healthy rosy complexion and two small, translucent dragon horns on his head that emitted a faint blue light. His large, bright black eyes darted around, showing no fear of strangers.

The baby boy seemed very curious about his surroundings. He stretched out his chubby little hands and waved them haphazardly in the air. Then he grabbed the remaining ancient jade bed railing next to him.

A crisp "snap" sounded.

Without even seeing how much force he used, the ten-thousand-year-old jade stone, which even a Taiyi Golden Immortal would find difficult to break, was directly crushed into fine powder by his chubby little hands, and the powder slid down his fingers onto the bed.

"Good lad!" Lin Xuan's eyes lit up, and he picked up the chubby boy who was incredibly destructive.

He weighed the boy in his hand; the kid was unusually heavy, his very bones brimming with explosive power.

"Such strength, no wonder you're my son, Lin Xuan! Judging by your display today, from now on you'll be called Lin Hai! The 'Hai' in 'Si Hai' (meaning 'sea' in 'four seas')!" Lin Xuan laughed heartily, rubbing the baby boy's face with his stubble.

Lin Hai wasn't afraid. He stretched out his two little hands, grabbed Lin Xuan's hair, and giggled.

Ao Cunxin lay weakly on the bed, the dragon tail beneath her had retracted, transforming back into her long, fair legs. Although her face was pale, her eyes shone with a vitality she had never shown before.

She watched Lin Xuan happily holding the child, a smile of utter satisfaction spreading across her lips. At that moment, she completely cast aside the heavy burden of reviving the Dragon Clan and becoming the God of War of the Western Sea.

"Husband... bring him here... let me see our son." Ao Cunxin weakly stretched out her hand.

Lin Xuan quickly placed the child next to her pillow, tucked her disheveled hair behind her ears, and gently kissed her forehead.

"You've had a tough time. This kid's tough; he's bound to be a handful in the future."