Chapter 287: Ten Thousand Beasts Paying Homage
The Dragon Lord and the Dragon Queen came on the clouds and mist and landed in front of the gate of the Shenshan Temple.
The Dragon Queen's true form is a rare pink dragon. Although she has transformed into a human form, a few crystal pink dragon scales can still be vaguely seen in her hair, shining with pearl-like luster in the sunlight, but it cannot dispel the sadness between her brows.
On the gorgeous dress made of East China Sea shark silk, peach blossoms were embroidered with silver thread. Since Long Dian's death, she only wore clothes embroidered with flowers, as if she could wait for a miracle.
She and Long Zun bowed respectfully to Long Chen.
"Dragon Ancestor." Long Zun spoke in a low and solemn voice, "Every tribe heard that you have returned to the throne, and they all wanted to come and congratulate you. The Phoenix tribe also sent a letter, saying that they would come to pay their respects in person."
Long Chen looked calm and nodded slightly: "Go and prepare."
The Dragon Queen stood aside, her fingertips unconsciously clenching her sleeves.
Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she held it back.
Those eyes, which were exactly the same as Long Dian's, were filled with suppressed pain.
Her child...is it true that he will never come back?
The air was filled with the weight of silence.
Just as Long Zun was about to leave, Long Chen suddenly said, "I can't detect Long Dian's soul fragments."
These words were like a sharp blade, piercing straight into the Dragon Queen's heart.
She trembled all over and staggered back half a step, then was held up by Long Zun.
Tears instantly welled up in her eyes and rolled down her pale cheeks.
Her Indigo...really turned to ashes?
Long Zun sighed deeply, put his arm around his wife's trembling shoulders, bowed to Long Chen, and slowly left with Long Queen.
The Dragon Queen's sobs drifted in the wind, and her luxurious robe seemed so thin at this moment.
Ange looked at their receding backs, and a green dragon scale appeared in the palm of his hand - that was the treasure that the little phoenix always held tightly in his hand.
At the moment when the dragon indigo disappeared, a tiny glimmer of light fell into the scales along with the little phoenix's tears.
"Is Long Dian really not coming back?" she asked softly.
Long Chen's gaze turned to the room where the little phoenix was sleeping.
There is a trace of his spiritual consciousness left there, always guarding the little guy who has lost his guardian.
"The little phoenix's soul is damaged, and she can't practice on her own before she reaches adulthood." His voice was calm, but it concealed deep helplessness. "Originally, she relied entirely on Long Dian to supply her with spiritual power. Now..."
Now this path of cultivation is completely cut off.
A hundred years later, when the little phoenix grows up, perhaps he will be able to resume his cultivation. But how much will she have grown by then? Is it still too late to revive Long Dian...
"You don't want to give them hope and then disappointment." Ange understood.
Long Chen agreed.
Do you want a little phoenix with a damaged soul to become strong enough to reverse life and death when it grows up?
This hope is too slim.
Rather than letting the Dragon Lord and the Dragon Queen suffer for a hundred years with false expectations, it would be better...
A breeze blew by, and the green dragon scale in Ange's palm felt slightly hot, as if telling something silently.
"It's only a hundred years. Even if there's only a glimmer of hope, we should let them know."
"What if the little phoenix can't practice after a hundred years?"
Ange was silent.
After a while, he spoke again: "You won't let this happen, right?"
Long Chen looked at her with a smile.
Of course he would not let the little phoenix become an ordinary phoenix.
As for resurrecting Long Dian...there is a destiny in the world.
Three days later...all the beasts came to pay homage.
On this day, divine light from the Dragon Clan’s holy land shot up into the sky, and auspicious clouds filled the sky.
Messengers from all races who came from all over the Three Realms walked on the Rainbow Bridge, immortal birds and auspicious beasts cried together, and the rosy clouds paved the road for thousands of miles.
The vast dragon might enveloped the entire sacred mountain, causing the powerful men from all races who came to worship to hold their breath involuntarily, their faces filled with awe.
"The North Sea Jiao Clan congratulates the birth of the new Heavenly Dao and the return of the Dragon Ancestor!"
"The Kirin Clan of the Western Territory congratulates the Lord of Heaven and pays homage to the Dragon Ancestor!"
"The Southern Wilderness Demon Clan offers us their ten thousand year old spiritual essence..."
The sounds of worship resounded through the sky, and the strong men of all races bowed their heads and presented their most precious gifts.
When they saw the young but majestic golden dragon standing next to the Dragon Ancestor, they were shocked - the dragon clan actually possessed two supreme bloodlines at the same time!
Suddenly, the clear cry of a phoenix was heard in the sky, and colorful clouds spread out from afar.
The Phoenix clan arrived on auspicious clouds. The leader, Feng Zun, transformed into a human form and led the clansmen to pay respectful tribute.
"The Phoenix Clan congratulates the Dragon Ancestor on his return." Feng Zun's voice was gentle and sincere. When his eyes swept over Ange, he bowed deeply, "Greetings to the New Heavenly Dao."
Ange nodded slightly, feeling the pure kindness of the Phoenix Clan.
She knew that this was a sign of respect for the sacrifice of her father Tiandao, and also a recognition of her as the new Tiandao.
In the crowd, several representatives of races that had conflicts with the dragon clan looked pale.
They originally still had some hope, but now that they saw with their own eyes the return of the Dragon Ancestor and a golden dragon, the last bit of thought of resistance disappeared.
"That little golden dragon's aura is close to that of an adult dragon!"
"The dragon race is trying to recreate its ancient glory..."
The whispers were filled with fear.
Long Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping over all the races below.
Just a look made everyone silent.
Ange stood beside him, the pressure of the Heavenly Dao looming, adding to his majesty.
On the sacred mountain, a banquet was held in the beautiful buildings.
Dragon maids shuttled around, serving delicious food.
But the envoys from various tribes had no appetite for the food, as their minds were all on the few supreme beings sitting on the high throne.
The little phoenix was held in Ange's arms, blinking in confusion.
The green dragon scale in her hand flickered slightly when no one was paying attention.
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After the banquet, Ange stepped on the Nine Heavens Divine Light to the Heaven Beyond to fulfill his duty as Heaven's Dao.
She took one last look back at the tall golden figure on the sacred mountain, the ignorant little phoenix in Long Chen's arms, and Long Ze standing beside him, with a gentle curve at the corners of her lips.
"Wait for me to come back." Her voice blended into the wind, and only Long Chen could hear it.
The sea of clouds is surging, and the way of heaven is returning to its place.
This departure will be a hundred years.
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