This is indeed a feast for the whole world. There will never be such a grand occasion shared by the whole world in the world. The only dragon in the sky and on the earth is devoured alive by thousands of creatures, birds and beasts, plants, mountains and seas, and is used up to the fullest. The food is fresher than ever before.
"The Dragon God's flesh, blood, and scales have nurtured countless lives, becoming a new spiritual energy and mineral deposit in the Three Thousand Worlds. Its skeleton and horns have also become the membrane that protects the Three Thousand Worlds. As for the Dragon Ball and its remaining soul, they are said to have transformed into the Netherworld, which guides the dead... Of course, the Netherworld has been passed down from generation to generation, but no living being has ever glimpsed its existence. Perhaps only death can reveal its existence."
After the story was told, the whole tea room was silent for a moment. For a moment, the two could only hear each other's breathing and the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the green trees outside the window.
After a while, Zhen Shuangliu slowly said, "From what you said, the Dragon God must have died a long time ago. So what's going on with Han Qianling?"
"Let's study this question later." Gong Yizhu waved his hand. He was the one who first brought up Han Qianling's topic, but now he was the one who took the initiative to change the subject. "It's rare for me to talk about history. If you still want to listen, follow me."
For the first time in hundreds of years, Zhen Shuangliu did not retaliate against Gong Yizhu's commanding tone.
When it comes to understanding the secrets and dirty tricks of contemporary figures, Zhen Shuang Liu is a hundred times better than Gong Yizhu. But when it comes to the ancient almanac from a hundred thousand years ago, the conclusions pieced together by a thousand Zhen Shuang Lius are no match for the Qiuniu, who inherited the legacy of nine clans.
You know, when the spirit snake fell into his hands, it was only a name. In terms of inheritance, it was almost inferior to even a high-grade demon tribe, let alone an exotic beast.
Gong Yizhu led the way, Zhen Shuangliu followed closely behind. In the blink of an eye, they were already standing at the summit of Lefeng Peak. Although the distance was great and they were surrounded by countless students, with their cultivation, they were able to clearly see a stele the size of a pen tip.
"Wangtianhu." Zhenshuangliu concluded after only one glance: "The sword intent is similar to Cangjiang's 'Pofenglu'. Did Jiujiang gain a new understanding from this move later? Is it his 'Splitting Qionglong'?"
Gong Yizhu remained calm: "Look again."
So Zhen Shuangliu looked carefully for a moment.
The next moment, he made a slight clicking sound, obviously startled by the strength: "Why are there traces of Dao Source?"
"Jiujiang killed me." Gong Yizhu said calmly, "At first, I only noticed Jiujiang's identity, and I was also shocked when I discovered this. Now that I see you've lost your composure, I can atone for it."
Zhen Shuangliu remained silent, but judging from his expression, it was not that he did not want to talk, but that thousands of thoughts flooded into his mind and he really could not speak.
"I thought... I was the only one in the Three Thousand Worlds who could use the Dao Source."
"And the reason you can use the Dao Source is because you're the host of the Spirit Snake." Gong Yizhu spoke for him. "Firstly, humans can't withstand the Dao Source. This has nothing to do with cultivation, only bloodline. Only alien species can withstand it. Secondly, there are only a limited number of Dao Sources in the world. Back then, the Dragon God divided the Dao Source into two parts: Qian Yuan, which was given to the Nine Clans, and Kun Yuan, which was given to the Four Symbols. This may have been the reason the Nine Clans killed the Dragon God. The Dragon God was too partial."
Zhen Shuangliu responded with a cold laugh.
Gong Yizhu understood what he meant and explained, "The beasts of the past were all born from chaos, naturally ferocious and domineering, not as noble-minded as I am. You see, they all started from the same origin as beasts, and even now the Nine Clans are still distinguished from them, while the Four Symbols have long been singled out for discussion. The first generation of the Nine Clans killed the Dragon God in order to obtain the source of the Dao, but who knew that their attempt would end in disaster... The Dragon God's source of the Dao is different from that of the Nine Clans and the Four Symbols."
"What's the difference?"
Gong Yizhu said solemnly, "All the Dao sources controlled by humans now are the Dao of Qiankun, but the Dao controlled by the Dragon God is Yin and Yang."
The two of them stared silently at the Wangtianhu statue for a moment before Gong Yizhu slowly said, "Actually, the Dragon God said something before he died."
Zhen Shuangliu frowned and said, "...Now that we've come to this point, what's the point in keeping us on suspense?"
Gong Yizhu ignored him and continued to sing at his own pace: "He said, 'The creation of heaven and earth began with me; the unification of the world ended with foreign races.'"
"Is he saying that the task of uniting the three thousand worlds into one should be left to his son? Han Qianling?"
"I'm afraid that to the Dragon God, the alien race doesn't refer to alien beasts, nor does it refer to the Four Symbols and Nine Clans."
Zhen Shuangliu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he shook his head abruptly and asked, "——People?"
Gong Yizhu just smiled, saying nothing. He looked up at the sky, then after a long pause, he spoke to himself, "You humans are truly fascinating. Originally, you were just tiny, social monkeys, less hairy than apes, but after acquiring spiritual energy, you cultivated your abilities step by step. You can now wield so many tools, create so many pleasures, and move more nimbly than animals. Finally, you've even managed to transform the Four Symbols, Nine Clans, and even the Demon Clan into your likenesses."
"If we judge by today's level, all ferocious beasts in the Chaos Era were at the Golden Core stage, and at the mature stage, they were at the Nascent Soul stage. The Nascent Soul was the ceiling. The difference between having the Dao Source and not having it was as vast as heaven and earth, one in the clouds, the other in the mud. Yet, you cultivated your way up, level by level, reaching the Out-of-Body stage above the Nascent Soul, and above that, the He Dao stage. Five thousand years ago, you cultivated and produced the first Mahayana ancestor..."
Seeing Zhen Shuangliu remain silent, Gong Yizhu didn't mind at all. "Sometimes, when I reflect on past events, I find them quite miraculous. You may not know that chaos is like the womb, where new species are born every day. That place is so hazy that no one can see anyone else, so everyone grows haphazardly and their appearances are all monstrous and ugly."
But it was on the day you humans were born from chaos that the Dragon God created the world; it was also on the day you humans developed into a tribe through spiritual energy that the Dragon God uttered the eight-character prophecy. Even now, there are still nine tribes who regard you as ants. I don't know what's wrong with their brains."
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