Time flew by and it was already three days later.
At the back of the East Sea Dragon Palace, near the Dragon Abyss, there was a huge stone platform that was a few feet above the ground and had a radius of more than a thousand feet. There were eighty-one Dragon Pillars around it, each of which was carved with a lifelike green coiling dragon. All of them had pearls in their mouths and were facing the center of the stone platform.
At this moment, the stone platform was surrounded by the Water People of the Dragon Palace. They all looked solemn as they waited for the glorious and sacred moment.
Shen Luo and Qing Chi stood side by side in front of the crowd. They glanced around and found that there were many Water People cultivators with extraordinary auras around them. Among them, there were the green-skinned mermaids that he had seen before and also the deep-sea giants with scales that he had never seen before. He felt a little strange and asked Qing Chi.
"These are the soldiers of the Dragon Palace who were originally stationed in various parts of the East Sea. Some of them were originally Itinerant Cultivators of the East Sea. They all returned to the Dragon Palace one after another. Some came back to guard the Dragon Palace and some just wanted to witness this historical moment," Qing Chi replied immediately.
"I see," Shen Luo said.
"Buzz …"
At this moment, eight mermaids with bluish-purple skin came to the front of the platform. Each of them held a white conch the size of a water urn. They put it to their mouths and blew it with all their might.
Layers of special sound waves were transmitted from the conch and rippled toward the sea in all directions. It spread along the crystal light curtain outside the Dragon Palace until it reached tens of thousands of feet away.
When the large number of deep-sea creatures that were cruising around the sea heard this voice, their bodies stiffened and they stopped moving.
But then, as if they were summoned by something, they all swam towards the Dragon Palace.
At the same time, inside the Dragon Palace, the soldiers and the living aquatic creatures all stopped what they were doing. They all stood there with solemn expressions and looked in the direction of the Rising Dragon Platform.
At the Rising Dragon Platform, a golden light flashed in the sky. Two golden dragons, one big and one small, descended from the sky and landed in the center of the stone platform. Two figures appeared in the light. They were the Dragon King of the East Sea, Ao Guang, and the Ninth Prince, Ao Hong.
"Greetings, Dragon King." Seeing this, everyone bowed.
"I am indebted to all of you for your help in guarding the East Sea for so many years. However, there will eventually be an end. Today, the Rising Dragon Platform will be reopened and the ancestral spirit will be passed on to the ninth son, Ao Hong. I hope that all of you can assist us with all your heart in the future and protect the people of the East Sea in this doomsday and benefit the world." Seeing this, Ao Guang waved at the crowd and said.
When everyone heard this, they all revealed sorrowful expressions. For a time, they fell into silence. No one spoke.
"Yes, Dragon King."
After a while, a loud voice suddenly came from the other side of the stone platform.
Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw Ao Zhong clasping his fists and bowing to the two people at the center of the stone platform. It was obvious that he was the one who had spoken those words.
"Yes, Dragon King."
Then, another voice sounded. It was the senior Prime Minister Turtle of Dragon Palace, Yuan Zhen.
With them taking the lead, the people of the Dragon Palace began to speak one after another. The voices of "Yes, Dragon King" began to rise and fall, resounding throughout the Rising Dragon Arena.
When Ao Guang saw this, he was very pleased and walked forward. He raised his hand and gestured twice to quiet the crowd.
Yuan Zhen walked forward, holding a scroll of golden silk in his hand. After slowly opening it, he began to recite the sacrificial text on it, "The Dragon Clan receives orders from the heavens, inherits from our ancestors, and breeds into the world …"
When he finished reciting, he glanced at the people below the stage and announced, "The inheritance ceremony officially begins!"
After that, the sound of conches sounded again. Yuan Zhen slowly walked down the Rising Dragon Arena, leaving only Ao Guang and his son on the stage.
"The process of inheritance will be a little painful. You need to endure it. The more you can endure and bear it, the stronger the effect of the Dragon Soul Inheritance will be." Ao Guang slowly walked towards Ao Hong and said.
"Compared to what father has endured, it is not worth mentioning. I will not let you down again." Ao Hong forced a smile.
"You have never disappointed me. But I must have disappointed you at that time, right?" Ao Guang sighed.
Ao Hong shook his head and said, "At that time, I couldn't figure it out, but now I understand. After all, I am not strong enough to protect Ying 'er. But in the future, I will protect the Dragon Palace and the East Sea even if I die."
The last few words were sonorous and powerful.
Ao Guang's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this. He nodded and said nothing more.
His eyes suddenly narrowed and a circle of golden light appeared in his eyes. At this moment, his figure became incomparably tall and straight again.
Then, he began to recite an incomparably ancient Dragon Clan ballad in a low voice.
It was a language that Shen Luo had never heard before and could not understand at all. But the ballad's tone was desolate and forceful, with an indescribable penetrating power, directly hitting the hearts of everyone around.
Shen Luo only felt that there seemed to be a battle song echoing in his ears. The blood in his body seemed to be stimulated and surged with it. Infinite fighting spirit rose in his heart.
At this moment, the sound of the Dragon Clan's battle song gradually faded, and a loud dragon roar suddenly sounded.
Everyone was suddenly awakened and looked at the Rising Dragon Platform. They saw Ao Guang's body rising with golden light, and his figure once again turned into a hundred feet long golden dragon hovering in the sky. The dragon's head looked down at Ao Hong below, and golden flames burned in his eyes.
Ao Hong looked up at the sky and looked at his father from afar. The golden light in his eyes gradually lit up.
Accompanied by the sound of rising flames, the golden flames in Ao Guang's eyes began to spurt out, drowning his entire huge golden dragon body and burning fiercely.
Waves of rich Divine Dragon Vital Essence turned into balls of golden light. They drifted out like countless fireflies and flowed toward the eight huge Coiling Dragon Pillars.
The moment the golden light flowed in, the entire Rising Dragon Platform shook violently. The dragon carvings on the eight dragon pillars seemed to have come to life all of a sudden, twisting their bodies and sticking out their huge heads, looking down at Ao Hong below, as if they were judging the heir, whether he was qualified to receive the Ancestral Dragon's gift.
Ao Hong clenched his fists and looked up at the sky. His eyes had completely turned golden. Looking at the golden dragon that Ao Guang had transformed into, which was collapsing bit by bit, he let out a roar that shook the sky.
When this roar sounded, the surrounding coiling dragons on the stone pillars seemed to be affected, and opened their mouths to roar at the same time.
However, their roars did not make any sound. Only waves of extremely pure Dragon Qi gushed out from their mouths and surged toward Ao Hong.
At the same time, the runes inscribed on the stone platform under Ao Hong's feet began to light up, and a spiral vortex appeared around him, attracting the Dragon Genuine Essence to rush into it and drown his entire body.
"Rumble …"
The roar in the golden light was so loud that no one dared to make a sound. They just watched everything in front of them in silence.
Ao Hong, who was shrouded in the golden light, made no other sound after the initial roar. Through the layers of golden light, one could only see his figure standing in the same place, like an indestructible fine iron sculpture.
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