The primordial chaos has arrived, and you have to choose the crow at the start.

Weak and frail, that's Dapeng's assessment.

He originally thought that the one who painted the Primordial World had extraordinary abilities, and even if he had not attained enlightenment, he should not be far from achieving it.

But now, looking at it, this little guy is still too young, not even a fraction of their age.

This is the truth.

"He's still a junior." The Xuan Turtle slowly shook its head. "However, since He is born from the eyes of the Father God, He must have his own destiny and should not be underestimated."

The black tortoise's eyes flickered: "So young and already on the path of cultivation, why don't we get to know each other?"

Yes, youth is not just an asset, but also a talent. The three-legged golden crow in front of us is growing much faster than we were back then.

Dapeng thought it was a good idea and was about to nod when suddenly, another shout from a Qilin rang out.

"The Emperor of the Universe, who governs the order of the universe and commands the myriad dragons, has arrived and bestowed upon us a path of the Qi of the universe."

The Ancestor Zhulong has arrived!

All the innate beings looked outside, and the Roc and the Black Tortoise abandoned their previous plans and bowed to the approaching Candle-Colored True Dragon.

They all said in unison, "Greetings, Ancestor Zhulong."

This was not because they feared or were afraid of the innate deity before them, but because they respected the contributions that the Ancestor Zhulong had made to the prehistoric world.

I'm willing to shout this.

Very few people have honorific titles; most are simply called "Ancestor." Only those who have made great contributions to the prehistoric world are worthy of receiving one.

Although Chen Geng was weak in skill, his skill in adding color and communicating with the divine was so great that all living beings were grateful to him.

Zhulong stepped outside the dojo and transformed into a tall, slender human figure with red dragon eyes and an imposing presence.

He first looked around at the people present, raised his hand in return, and then naturally sat down on the hill next to Chen Geng.

The atmosphere is quite good right now; the time for conflict has not yet come. Back then, it would be a time of life-and-death struggles and endless chaos.

Although the mountain was enormous, it was just a series of seats to them, and the distance between them was negligible.

This put a lot of pressure on Chen Geng, and everyone kept looking over here, mainly to see Zhulong. Chen Geng benefited from the attention.

"Little Golden Crow, why have you been so lazy lately?"

Zhulong turned to Chen Geng and smiled, "Is it that my Great Dao of Time is beyond your comprehension?"

Oh no, what's going on?

Chen Geng's eyelids twitched. He had benefited from the blessing of the Great Dao of Time back then, but that progress was only 0.01%, which made it impossible for him to concentrate on further enlightenment.

We need to perfect Jinwu Avenue first before we can talk about anything else.

"Please forgive me, Ancestor Zhulong, but I am still young and do not have that much time."

Chen Geng said helplessly, "My own Great Dao is not even perfected yet, how can I talk about cultivating the Great Dao of Time?"

But Zhulong smiled faintly, walked to his mountain peak, sat down, and said, "If you don't cultivate my Great Dao, how can the Golden Crow Great Dao be perfected?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Geng was somewhat confused.

  

"Moreover, since you have neglected my Great Dao, I will not take action. But today you will face a calamity."

He sighed, "Your path has met its enemy; take care of yourself."

The Way...the Enemy!

Chen Geng was initially puzzled, then his heart trembled violently!

Ancestor Zhulong, considering their relationship, came over and offered a reminder.

Who is the enemy?

Chen Geng quickly surveyed his surroundings.

They have now occupied more than half of the hundred mountain peaks.

Suddenly, the Qilin shouted, "Ancestor Chaos Light has arrived, presenting a piece of Chaos Light Treasure Gauze."

Ancestor Chaos Light?

Chen Geng turned his head almost immediately, locking his gaze firmly on the entrance to the Qilin Ancestral Land.

A cloud of what looked like black mist drifted toward them, obscuring the road and blocking out the sunlight.

When the black fog is still, it appears spherical.

When He arrived, everyone instinctively felt displeasure.

Of course, the one I dislike the most is Chen Geng.

The Ancestor of Chaos Light, the so-called Chaos is static and closed, named after light, he closed the light.

Chen Geng is the sun, destined to radiate light and heat, and He is indeed Chen Geng's rival, without a doubt.

If they both attain enlightenment in the future, they will surely compete to see who is superior.

When Chen Geng stared at the other person, the other person was also staring at him, and both of them felt the malice emanating from the other.

"Hehe, you've painted the primordial wilderness with color, and the sun shines on the earth. This fellow Daoist is truly skilled."

Ancestor Chaos Light plopped down on the other side of the mountain beside Chen Geng: "I was about to attain enlightenment, but you interfered, causing the world to light up, which meant I had to start all over again."

His voice was icy: "I wonder if you, my friend, wish to compensate me in some way?"

"compensation?"

Chen Geng sneered, shaking the feathers and plucking a stray feather from one of them: "Want me to give you a feather in return?"

He tossed it forward, and the feather fluttered towards Ancestor Chaos Light.

As it approached, it suddenly burst into flames, emitting dazzling solar rays.

Ancestor Chaos Light remained unfazed, reached out and blocked the light, chuckling, "Fellow Daoist, you have quite a straightforward temperament."

He wasn't angry, and this magnanimous demeanor actually earned him the approval of many important figures.

"Ancestor Chaos Light is, after all, old and has a heart as vast as the sea."

"Compared to him, Venerable Siming seems a bit irritable, but he's young, so we can understand."

"Indeed, I was just as impulsive when I was young, and it was only after meeting a senior that I restrained myself."

"Oh? Which senior is it?"

"The First Emperor of the Dragon Kings".

"Oh...no wonder."

Everyone was talking about it, happy to see this good thing happen.

Chen Geng felt a surge of anger. This Chaos Light Ancestor was truly a cunning old fox; he could seize an advantageous position with just a single sentence.

He didn't want to indulge the other party, so he looked them up and down and silently compared their strengths.

It seems difficult to fight. Ancestor Chaos Light is like a tortoise shell, showing no signs of weakness, and his Daoist aura is only contained within his own body.

Or... how about trying that little bow?

Chen Geng slowly narrowed his eyes. The small bow was very powerful, but if he couldn't kill the enemy in one shot, things would get complicated later.

"Do not make a move now."

The Candle Dragon Ancestor gently pressed on his shoulder: "You are not the only one who is an enemy of each other here. They are eager to have a fight here."

"However, with the Qilin about to attain enlightenment, how do you think it will handle this matter afterwards?"

"If you make the first move, you'll suffer the consequences."

These words made Chen Geng realize his mistake.

No, he's not usually an impulsive person, so why did he seem to have his mind clouded just now?

This startled him, and he abruptly turned to stare at Ancestor Chaos Light!

Did He do it?

No, it seems like someone else is secretly making moves here. Good heavens, that's really insidious.

The Candle Dragon Ancestor was able to see through the secrets of this place at a glance, and was not deceived; his realm was even a level higher.

At this moment, Zhulong saw that Chen Geng had withdrawn his killing intent, and a slight look of admiration flashed across his eyes.

Of Di Jun's ten sons, this little guy may not have the most fiery temper, but he is the most stubborn.

Once a decision is made, no one can change it. I didn't expect him to listen this time. It seems he has become wiser.

Chen Geng put away his small bow, deciding not to make a direct move again.

But he didn't stop talking, showing no politeness towards Ancestor Chaos Light: "Frank, huh? Believe me, I can burn a round thing into a straight one, you believe me?"