50: The Ancestral Dragon breaks through, and the Dragon Clan is established.

In the East Sea, hundreds of millions of miles of sea were calm and undisturbed, with no living creatures treading upon them, making it strangely quiet.

Suddenly, waves ten thousand feet high surged into the sky, churning among the clouds like an angry dragon.

The entire sea area seemed to be stirred by some invisible force, as hundreds of millions of tons of seawater transformed into a giant vortex; at its center, a massive cyan-gold figure loomed—it was Zu Long's true form.

Zu Long's dragon body, stretching for tens of millions of miles, shuttled through the raging waves, every dragon scale shimmering with Dao runes.

He did not intentionally release his pressure, but the water spirit Qi of the entire East Sea spontaneously gathered toward him, condensing into a brilliant pearl at his dragon horns.

His left eye was like a deep-sea abyss, and his right eye like the rising sun; one opening and one closing was like the reversal of the galaxy, revealing the profound Realm of having already touched the threshold of Hunyuan.

Zu Long turned his body and stood in the Void Realm, his vertical pupils reflecting the entire Primordial World.

Those dragon eyes were like two mirrors illuminating the world; the left eye reflected the past, while the right eye glimpsed the future, with the original Dao rhythm from the beginning of Chaos flowing deep within his pupils.

Wherever his gaze reached, it encompassed all between heaven and earth.

On the Immortal Volcano, the gold-red sunset glow had not yet dissipated, and the phantom of the Wutong Tree, where the Phoenix Dao seals merged, was slightly dazzling.

That great battle back then had left him quite impressed with the two of them.

Yuan Feng possessed strength similar to his, shared the same pursuits, and more importantly, possessed the same kingly aura; she was an existence meant to lead a great clan and contend for hegemony in the Primordial Land.

But such an opponent, sufficient to make him wary, had chosen a completely different path.

For so long, he had not heard of Yuan Feng having any thoughts of seeking hegemony, nor had the Immortal Volcano gathered many tribes.

And all these anomalies seemed to be related to that green-robed man beside Yuan Feng.

This couldn't help but make Zu Long curious about what kind of existence he was, to be able to influence Yuan Feng away from her predetermined path.

“Qing Wu...”

After a slight hesitation, he decided to let it be.

Since the other party had already embarked on a different path from his own, everything about them was irrelevant to him now.

He still needed to keep his attention on his potential rivals.

Shifting his gaze, the scenes of the First Qilin and Qilin Cliff appeared before his eyes.

That old Qilin had a celebratory cloud above his head and spoke with eloquence, appearing to be a person of high prestige and virtue.

A low, cold laugh escaped Zu Long's throat. “Always putting on the face of a Primordial elder; such posturing is truly disgusting.”

As his dragon whiskers stirred, a distribution map of the Qilin Clan appeared in the seawater.

Reaching out a claw, he crushed all the patterns in the water.

The Primordial World must crawl beneath his dragon claws.

Certain fleeting scenes were no longer enough to command more of his attention.

It was nothing more than a failure who was eager for quick success.

As a wisp of Hunyuan Qi condensed on his dragon horns, Zu Long saw a further future.

Zu Long gazed for a moment and suddenly exhaled a breath of dragon fire, causing the scene in the map to change abruptly—the four seas were unified, the eight directions submitted, and only one giant dragon coiled atop the Heavenly Pillar.

“The time is almost right!” Zu Long took a deep breath.

The abyss of the East Sea suddenly fell into an eerie silence; even the sound of waves lapping the shore vanished without a trace.

Boom!

A water column a million miles in diameter shot into the sky, piercing straight through the nine heavens.

That was not ordinary seawater, but the essence of Innate Kui Water refined to the extreme, with countless dragon-shaped Dao patterns swimming within the column.

Immediately after, a second, a third... a total of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine water columns erupted simultaneously, turning the entire East Sea into a forest of water.

Zu Long's dragon body shuttled between these water columns, every dragon scale bursting with piercing green light.

His form began to blur, sometimes turning into a towering wave, sometimes condensing into a sky-propping water tornado, and finally appearing simultaneously in all the water columns.

Those dragon eyes were also changing every second.

At times, they turned into black holes, swallowing all light within ten thousand miles. At other times, they burst with golden light like the rising sun, making the East Sea completely transparent.

This phenomenon of Yin and Yang harmony was the sign of reaching Major Achievement in the Hunyuan state.

Led by Zhulong, many Dragon Clan Elders led a million dragons to reveal their true forms. Every true dragon spat out its Natal Dragon Pearl, forming a giant starlight dragon in the sky, bowing toward Zu Long's position.

Countless aquatic tribes also bowed at this moment, worshipping the overlord of the sea.

As expected of a Clan Chief leading a great tribe, the power of his Breakthrough spread throughout the Primordial Land, drawing the attention of all living beings.

At this time, Qing Wu and the other, who were still rushing back from the Western Land, also stopped to watch.

Tiangu looked at the phantom dragon shadow in the void, then looked at its master.

The phenomenon when Yuan Feng broke through was much smaller; it couldn't help but begin to compare them in its heart.

Seeing it tilt its head and look at her again and again, Yuan Feng immediately saw through its small thoughts.

She reached out and picked Tiangu up. “You little thing, you can't just look at the surface of things.”

“No matter how heaven-shaking his power is, I was the one who took the first step after all. This is enough to prove that I am stronger than him.”

As she spoke, Yuan Feng also glanced inadvertently at Qing Wu.

A certain Supreme-Grade Acquired Spiritual Root who had not yet broken through suddenly wanted to say something.

His mouth opened, but in the end, nothing came out.

He was indeed a step slower than Yuan Feng, so he could only endure it for now.

“However, it is indeed a bit too much,” Yuan Feng remarked, looking at the scene of thousands of aquatic tribes worshipping.

Qing Wu also fixed his gaze on the dragon shadow looming in the mist, but he saw the intentions behind Zu Long's actions.

It should be at that step... At this moment, after a long period of accumulation, Zu Long's momentum had climbed to a peak.

A wondrous sight appeared between the sea and sky: tens of thousands of water tornadoes collapsed toward the center simultaneously, finally condensing into a Chaos-colored ball of light.

The Zu Long Pearl emerged from it, displaying supreme brilliance, having completely finished a sublimation.

With a world-shaking dragon roar, Zu Long broke through all obstacles and became a Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Zu Long revealed his Dao body and waved his hand, causing the countless phenomena on the sea to recede entirely.

In an instant, all the aquatic tribes of the East Sea let out a thunderous roar together, their voices spreading throughout the Primordial Land:

“Congratulations to the Dragon Ancestor for attaining the Dao of Hunyuan!”

Zu Long stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping across the entire Primordial World.

Under his Hunyuan pressure, the waters of the East Sea spontaneously receded to the sides.

At the same time, nine ancient Dragon Clan altars rose from the seabed. The dragon script carved on the altars lit up one by one, releasing the Luck that suppressed the four seas.

Holding the Zu Long Pearl, Zu Long made a declaration to the Primordial World:

“The Great Dao above, I am Zu Long. Today I break through to Hunyuan and become a Hunyuan Golden Immortal. From this day forth, the Dragon Clan shall be the masters of the four sea regions. The aquatic tribes of the four seas shall revere the Dragon Clan, and all scaled creatures shall be vassals of the Dragon Clan.”

“With the Top Grade Innate Spirit Treasure—the Zu Long Pearl—I suppress the Luck of the Dragon Clan.”

“Dragon Clan, established!”

Aside from reporting to the Great Dao, there were no extra words, and no need for anyone's recognition.

The Dragon Clan would naturally use their strength to conquer.

From then on, the Dragon Clan was no longer just the core Dragon Clan itself, but also brought countless aquatic tribes and many scaled races under its command.

Its Luck suddenly surged, and Zu Long's heart full of ambition and his own path unfolded at this moment...