The true dragon clan is the spirit of heaven and earth.
Born with a terrifying strength unrivaled by any living being. Their lifespan, talent, and physique... are all exceptional among all living beings.
In contrast, the number of true dragons is small, and it is extremely difficult for them to reproduce.
This is a check and balance created by the way of heaven, just like the law of cause and effect for high-level cultivators. Otherwise, only real dragons will remain in this world.
Ao Xing is the king of contemporary true dragons.
Becoming the Dragon King is not as simple as smiling crookedly.
Rather, it requires strength, wisdom, and character, and is selected through fierce competition.
Once a Dragon King is chosen, he will be the king for life. Although his descendants have royal titles, other members of the dragon clan are just as qualified to become Dragon Kings as they are.
Everything depends on strength.
Ao Xing was shirtless and wearing a pair of loose martial arts pants as he strode towards the golden dragon statue.
His back and upper arms were covered in layers of white scales, and the skin on his chest and abdomen was also different from that of humans, being a single expanse of snow-white leather. Beneath the skin, faint muscle lines were visible.
Although true dragons can transform, their habits are still somewhat different from those of land creatures.
Creatures on land, whether human or alien, will change into corresponding clothing at important moments, which can not only show their identity but also convey their attitude.
A true dragon is proud of its own body.
Ao Xing was wearing some rough and simple ornaments.
Behind him, there were real dragons such as Ao Hai, and their attire was similar to Ao Xing's.
The eyes of the monks were almost all fixed on them. Of course, some were looking at the "dragon bodies", and some were looking at the ornaments on their bodies. These ornaments were not just for decoration.
The ornaments also possessed a captivating aura, and even though they had been restrained, the fluctuations of spiritual energy were still shocking.
Any piece of ornament taken out can be comparable to fairy treasures!
The solemn drumbeats and music came from nowhere and echoed throughout the garden.
Ao Xing and other dragons all moved forward in step with the beat of the drum.
Lu Qing also watched Ao Xing enter silently.
As expected of a real dragon, the show is so grand!
If these monks from Zhongfu Province could go back and still remember this scene after returning, then the etiquette system of Zhongfu Province should be updated again, right?
When Ao Xing passed by Lu Qing, he turned around and looked into Lu Qing's eyes.
Lu Qing smiled.
Ao Xing also smiled back.
Li Rulan, standing next to him, also met Ao Xing's gaze, but both of them remained expressionless. Their glances were merely a greeting.
Ao Xing's glance naturally attracted the attention of all the monks in the audience.
For a time, all the cultivators and outsiders were speculating about Lu Qing's identity.
Only some well-informed people could vaguely match the Lu Qing in front of them with the leader of the Cangxia Sect.
The cultivators who knew Lu Qing's identity confirmed their guess about Lu Qing.
The leader of Cangxia Sect is indeed not a simple person!
Of course, there were also people like Zhong Sheng’s two disciples who felt bad.
However, they did not have the courage to directly say that they would replace him like Xiang Yu did.
Ao Xing continued to move forward.
After that, he walked forward silently without looking away again.
Ao Xing came under the golden statue, looked up at the golden dragon that covered the sky, opened his arms, and let out a low dragon roar.
The dragon's roar spread out, as if it had been amplified, becoming stronger and stronger. Then, it naturally mixed with the drum music, making the solemn music suddenly become passionate.
The floor beneath the golden statue suddenly emitted a pure white light!
It was made up of symbols and lines that burst out with spiritual light and complement each other.
An indescribable and majestic aura burst out from the direction of the golden dragon statue.
The spectators all felt as if a giant dragon, reaching the sky, opened its eyes before their eyes!
Ao Xing turned around and recited a blessing in a unique language and the tone unique to a real dragon.
Then, Ao Xing turned around and went back to start the ceremony of worshiping the Dragon God.
The audience in the audience remained silent and solemn, not daring to whisper to each other or even to use voice transmission.
Lu Qing turned around and asked Li Rulan, "Is this dragon language?"
Li Rulan nodded and said, "That should be the case, but the tones of their dragon language can only be pronounced by the dragon clan. Even if outsiders know their characters, they cannot read them."
"I do know of another dragon clan. Some creatures with special physiques can learn their dragon language and use it to their advantage."
"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Li Rulan's curiosity was aroused, but this occasion was obviously not suitable for elaborating.
The two of them were the only ones among the spectators who spoke.
Lu Qing and Li Rulan did not install any soundproofing measures, but their voices were not very loud, and were even quieter than the sound of a normal conversation.
Anyway, the dragon clan didn’t specifically instruct that no one was allowed to talk when the sacrificial ceremony began.
The other spectators did not speak, because they simply did not dare.
After all, no one started this.
But now, Lu Qing has risen.
But they still dared to remain silent, and at the same time sighed in their hearts that these two people from Cangxia Sect were indeed of extraordinary status!
The most important thing is that the transformed real dragons around did not come to remind us.
The most important thing is that the Dragon God doesn't seem to have any objections.
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