The land of the Three Thousand Dao States was ultimately reduced to a hunting ground for dragons, with the Wo Long Yuan occupying sixty-four states of the Southern Thousand Seas. Its territory was vast, yet it held no sovereignty.
It was entirely the playground of powerful forces. Every hundred thousand or million years, grand dragon hunting tournaments were held. Most dragons were slaughtered for their blood, while the fortunate ones became mounts.
The Jiang Zuo, Wang, Chu, and Hong families, among the Eight Great Families, held their own family dragon hunting tournaments every fifty thousand years. As other forces rose, respecting the hegemonic status of the Eight Great Families in the Three Thousand Dao States,
Most factions began to emulate them, hunting dragons for amusement. Due to the changes in spiritual energy within the Three Thousand Dao States and the relentless hunting, the sub-dragon races of Wo Long Yuan could no longer thrive.
Over time, the dragons living in Wo Long Yuan lost their will to resist, becoming easy prey. Even the ancient dragon before them, despite being in the Supreme realm, remained indifferent. A deep sense of inferiority permeated every dragon's heart.
"It's a dragon's roar!"
"The Western Hundred Cities!"
The ancient dragon shook its massive head. Perhaps from hiding and its own inferiority complex, one could not discern if it was decrepit and frail, moving tremblingly, or if it had just escaped a desperate pursuit.
"Such potent dragon energy!"
"It's a Green Dragon!"
"It's of the Green Dragon clan!"
The ancient dragon's eyes gradually regained their brilliance. It lay amidst ruins, sensing the vanishing dragon energy. Its once weak and aged body was now filled with surging vitality.
"It's of the Green Dragon clan!"
"It's of the Green Dragon clan!"
"The Great Dao has not forsaken our dragon race!"
"No, I must find it. Even if I have to give up this old life, I must protect it!"
The ancient dragon’s four limbs dug into the air, its colossal body streaking across the firmament.
"There!"
"Where is that ancient dragon?!"
"Quick, quick, notify the young master! That ancient dragon is heading west!"
Within a patch of forest, a woman watched the ancient dragon in the sky enter a spatial rift, then she shouted loudly.
Meanwhile, in the Western Hundred Cities, a world-shaking scene unfolded. Phantoms of Green Dragons traversed the heavens and earth. Their incredibly brilliant divine light descended like myriad thunderstorms, illuminating the entire Western Hundred Cities. Dragon saliva scattered, and countless beings broke free from their years of confinement.
At this moment, Yang Hao's forehead was beaded with sweat. The divine fire containing his Green Dragon was a sea of blood. Even with its radiant green light, it could not withstand the dense blood energy. This viscous blood energy was a physical manifestation. The Green Dragon, which was currently a divine soul, was being encased by the blood energy, and its physical form had begun to take shape.
The pair of dragon horns, emanating a dazzling green light, just like its divine soul, also released a rich blood energy, staining them a bloody red. The blood energy, like true dragons, coiled around the horns.
Layer after layer of blood energy coiled upwards, gradually repairing the cracks in the dragon horns. Countless strands of dragon energy intertwined, guiding the potent Green Dragon divine power towards the horn that had lost a section. The dragon-shaped blood energy stirred the heavens and the earth, surging upwards, a thick scab encasing the dragon horn.
"Buzz!"
The moment the scab covered the dragon horn, Yang Hao directly mobilized the national destiny of the Great Han. Golden five-clawed dragons appeared within the secret chamber, one by one, entering the dragon horn and the divine fire where the Green Dragon’s divine soul resided.
With the reinforcement of the Great Han's national destiny, the surging green divine light became even more brilliant, and the scab covering the dragon horn peeled off layer by layer.
A pair of dragon horns, as immaculate as white jade, were revealed. Faint wisps of blood energy appeared on the horns, gradually flowing like fresh blood. A hint of vitality, like the first spiritual energy of creation in the nascent world, possessed a divine power to revive all things and give birth to life.
The Green Dragon’s divine soul emerged from the divine fire and entered the dragon horn, as if its soul had returned to its rightful place. Bone after bone began to form within the dragon horn. The skeleton was not large, only ten feet long, and it gleamed with a white luster. Every bone had blood vessels and flowing blood.
"Hum!!"
Yang Hao raised his right hand, extending his middle finger. A drop of golden blood appeared, flying into the Green Dragon’s skull. With the Emperor's blood entering, the Green Dragon was now fully connected to the Great Han's national destiny.
"Clang!!"
"Clang!!"
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The Nine Cauldrons vibrated, and layers of bronze divine light enveloped the dragon bones. Flesh and blood began to form under the bronze divine light, first a head, then a body, followed by four limbs and dragon whiskers!
Soon, a Green Dragon’s physical body appeared in the secret chamber. The Green Dragon divine beast was a powerful race in the Three Thousand Dao States. Adult Green Dragons could enter the Saint realm. Had they not participated in the War of the Gods, the Three Thousand Dao States would not be dominated by the Eight Hegemons today.
"Thump!!"
"Thump!!"
Suddenly, from within the Green Dragon's body, the sound of a heartbeat echoed. The sound was powerful, and with each beat of the heart, the entire Western Hundred Cities vibrated, and a dragon's roar resounded, shaking the heavens for ten thousand miles.
"Green Dragon!"
Ao Lie knelt on the ground, whimpering. Hearing the powerful dragon's roar, a sense of pride surged within him. He did not know how difficult it was for the dragon race to survive in the Three Thousand Dao States today, but he was aware of the legends of the Green Dragon clan.
With the Green Dragon clan present, there would undoubtedly be a place for the dragon race in this world!
"Whoosh!"
A gale swept through, and five-colored clouds gathered, resembling a vast ocean that obscured the entire Western Hundred Cities, their radiant glow reaching ten thousand directions.
Even the Great Dao of the Three Thousand Dao States bestowed blessings for the second coming of the Green Dragon clan.
"Roar!!"
In the sky, a pair of blood-red eyes gazed down upon the Western Hundred Cities. When their gaze fell upon the Primordial Divine Mountain, they lingered for a moment. It detected the lingering essence of the Phoenix clan.
"It's a Green Dragon!"
"It's a living Green Dragon!"
"This powerful dragon race, which should have been annihilated in the War of the Gods, has suddenly appeared. What is happening in this world?"
The Nine-Headed Phoenix Patriarch looked up at the sky in horror. "The dragon race has emerged, the Vermilion Bird has appeared. Great Han Celestial Dynasty, what kind of power are you?"
"Are you also remnants of ancient times, hiding for so long, and now that your injuries have healed, you seek to dominate the world again?"
The Fire Phoenix Patriarch was bewildered. The records of the Primordial Divine Mountain never mentioned any Great Han. The Great Han Celestial Dynasty was an empire of humans, of the human race! In ancient times, they were all of the Immortal Lord lineage. How could they have not been renowned in ancient times?
"Green Dragon returns!"
"Next will be the Vermilion Bird!"
Yang Hao’s eyes opened. He glanced at the Green Dragon within the divine fire and smiled slightly. "With the emergence of the Green Dragon, the foundation of the Great Han Celestial Dynasty has strengthened by a third!"
"Begin!"
"Rise!"