The hierarchy in the Dragon Palace was strict. The descendants of the Ancestral Dragon were the descendants of the Four Sea Dragon Kings, while the rest of the Dragons respected the four Dragon King brothers.
The marriage between Yang Jian and Ao Xinke was almost certain, just waiting for Yang Jian's wedding. Ao Xinke was the younger sister of the current Dragon King, and Yang Jian had become the son-in-law of the Ancestral Dragon. This seniority …
It directly surpassed most of the powerful cultivators in the present world.
The experts accompanying the Dragons this time were also to ensure Yang Jian's own safety. There were five Elders, ten generals, and some cultivators belonging to the Dragons, all of whom were Golden Immortals and above. There were no powerful figures accompanying them.
Yang Jian was already very familiar with the Dragon Palace Elder, but he did not know how to address him. Moreover, he had been politely addressing Yang Jian as' Second Master ', which meant that he had acknowledged Yang Jian's identity as the son-in-law of the Dragon Palace.
"Second Master, are you good at commanding troops and arranging battle formations?"
"I'm looking for a few books on the art of war to read," Yang Jian replied with a little humility.
In fact, he had been studying the general principles of the Celestial Court's battle formations left by Mohan. There were many battle formations used by the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, which were all precious knowledge accumulated by the Celestial Court over the years.
Moreover, all the gods that Yang Jian would have in the future would be the disciples of the Wu people. The Wu people had their own battle tactics and battle formations, so it would not be of much use for Yang Jian to learn more.
The Dragons Elder handed over a jade token with a smile and said, "This is a token of our appreciation. As the Marshal of the Celestial Court, Second Master will inevitably lead troops into battle in the future. These are things that you must learn. "
"Thank you."
"You don't have to be so polite to us."
Yang Jian took the jade token with a smile and scanned it with his divine sense. He felt dizzy.
The battle formations and tactics that the Dragons had arranged were more than a hundred times more complicated than the battle formations of the Celestial Court! After all, the Celestial Court was only established at the end of the Ancient Age, while the Dragons had a solid foundation since the beginning of the world.
There was no way to compare.
As they spoke, they had already flown past the void around the Primordial World and swam towards the Chaos Sea.
The ten generals of the Dragons took action at the same time and laid out a thick layer of light membrane for them, isolating them from the aura of Chaos. The thirty figures were like a fast boat, led by an elder of the Dragons, entering the path of pilgrimage.
On the path of pilgrimage, the Dragons opened up a path to the Major Chiliocosm and Minor Chiliocosm scattered in the Chaos Sea in order to repay the karma of shattering the Primordial World back then.
The so-called pilgrimage was naturally to guide living beings outside the five continents of the Primordial World to worship the Saint. The Saint suppressed the five continents of the Primordial World, and this place became a sacred place in the eyes of the cultivators of the various worlds.
The ground was filled with treasures and blessings.
This was the second time Yang Jian had left the Primordial World. The last time, his master had brought him through the Chaos Sea. This time, he could enjoy the scenery on the path of pilgrimage.
Looking out from the Path of Holiness, one could see the ever-changing gray fog and the surging Chaotic Qi like waves.
Occasionally, he could see the shadows of the Major Chiliocosm. They were like islands floating in the Chaos Sea. Each of them was enveloped by layers of light, and there were countless living beings on them.
The land of the five continents of the Primordial World, together with the countless Major Chiliocosm and Minor Chiliocosm, was the complete Primordial World. It was also the entire area controlled by the Primordial Heavenly Dao.
"After the Primordial World shattered, the Saints and mighty figures took action and used their great mystical abilities to refine these worlds," the Dragon Chief said warmly. His eyes were filled with emotions, as if he had seen those scenes with his own eyes.
Perhaps he had seen them with his own eyes.
Yang Jian asked curiously, "Is the current Primordial World the main body of the five continents of the Primordial World or the Major Chiliocosm? I think that the living beings of the Major Chiliocosm are more than a hundred times more than the five continents! "
"Hahaha." The Dragon Chief chuckled. "That's not how it is calculated. The destiny of the Primordial World is still in the five continents. With the six Saints suppressing it, the Major Chiliocosm can only be a vassal of the five continents."
Yang Jian nodded and felt rather helpless about this.
He would not foolishly say that humans were the foundation. He simply felt that there were many unreasonable things in the Primordial World.
For example, cultivation. Cultivators seized the opportunities of the world and fused them into their bodies. They were thieves in the world.
Another example was the difference between immortals and mortals. In the eyes of most cultivators, mortals could not be killed because they were afraid that they would accumulate negative karma and delay their cultivation. In the future, the Heavenly Dao would punish them.
In the eyes of mortals, the cultivators who came and went were immortals. They were different from them. They were also high and mighty and could not be attached to.
That was not right. In Yang Jian's opinion, that was not right.
All living beings were living beings. They would not change because of fate, nor would they be thrown into chaos because of fate. Mortals, cultivators, almighty beings, beggars, they were all living beings in this world. They were not ignorant of the true spirit, they would be reincarnated after death.
Yang Jian sighed softly when he thought about that.
In the current Primordial World, fists were the truth, and Dharma powers were justice.
The Saint was invincible, so the Saint was the Saint. If the Saint was knocked down from the altar one day, should the ancient road to the Saint change its name?
"Look over there." The dragon-headed elder suddenly became excited and pointed to the left.
Yang Jian looked up. His heart was solemn, and his expression was a little solemn.
He saw nine incomparably majestic dragons. One dragon bit the tail of another dragon. That incomparably huge body extended into the Chaos Sea.
This …
"In the Chaos Sea, Yin and Yang are in disorder. The universe is unclear. Sometimes, you can see the remnant scenes of the past on the ancient path of pilgrimage."
The dragon-headed elder's explanation immediately confirmed what Yang Jian was thinking.
The ancient road to the Saint was built bit by bit by the ancient dragon's body!
In order to continue the Dragons, in order to wash away the last possibility of breaking the negative karma of the Primordial World, and in order to allow the disciples of the Dragons to continue living in this world, the Dragons had paid such a painful price.
How many dragon bones and dragon souls were buried on the endless ancient road to the Saint!?!
Yang Jian sighed. He did not comment on what happened in ancient times. He just felt that it was inexplicably tragic. He also gained a little more understanding of the Dragon Clan's forbearance.
It was not easy to obtain, so he cherished it.
On the ancient road to the Saint, there would always be streams of light streaking past. They were the tail lights left behind by cultivators or the treasured ships of cultivators.
Enjoying the scenery along the way was actually not boring. Sometimes, they would use escape techniques and sometimes, they would change directions. After walking for about three days, the group finally stopped.
"Second Master, we have to walk for a while." Chief Dragon smiled and said, "We'll be there soon."
"Alright." Yang Jian nodded. The group rushed out of a side door left behind on the ancient path and floated in the Chaos Sea for a while.
Only by becoming a Golden Immortal could he barely resist the "melting" power of the Chaos on his Dao. Only by becoming a Daira could he roam the Chaos and find the direction he wanted to go.
Yang Jian tried it himself and realized that he would not get lost in the Chaos Sea. However, due to the limited cultivation level of his Essence Soul, he could not search too far. He was basically half-blind.
Fortunately, there were experts from the Dragons accompanying him. It was like he was going through the motions. He would find the Poison Wyrm and "enforce justice on behalf of the heavens".
Not long after flying, the clouds in front of him churned. Suddenly, a golden light flickered in the gray fog.
It was a wisp of the essence of the Extreme Yang Star. It had crossed the barrier of the endless Chaos and was cast there.
As long as there was this golden light, it meant that there was a world that could project the stars, sun, and moon!
Yang Jian's eyes shone with a divine light as he searched ahead. Indeed, he saw a small 'stone' that was wrapped in a gray fog.
As the saying went, "Look at the mountain, the horse dies."
They saw the Minor Chiliocosm, but it took them two days to fly over. They almost got lost in the Chaos Sea!
Finally, they entered a weak void and looked at the world in front of them. It was neither big nor small.
There was only a land structure here. Half of the land was covered by the azure seawater, and the other half was a vast land.
The area near the sea was a plain. It should have been a plain formed by a river. The land was rich. There were more than a hundred large cities, small towns, and villages. It was very prosperous.
The further away from the sea, the higher the terrain. Nearly half of it was a forest.
In the forest, there were some barren mountains and rivers with many insects and ferocious beasts, but there were still human villages. There were also many races and kingdoms that prospered in the forest, but their culture was far from the human dynasties in the plains.
Perhaps, this was the epitome of the development of the human race.
Roughly, there were more than tens of millions of humans here. It was not a lot, but it was not a small number either.
As for the other humanities, history, and so on, there was no way to study them. The experts of the Dragons and Yang Jian did not pay attention to them.
They were here to kill the Poisonous Flood Dragon, not to do research.
"Second Master, let's go into the mountains."
"I have already sensed the location of the Poisonous Flood Dragon." Yang Jian's expression was solemn as he said, "Take your time. I'll go first. If a fight breaks out, please protect those innocent people. "
The experts of the Dragons all agreed. The ten generals opened the array formation that they had set up. Yang Jian stepped out and rushed towards the place that his divine eyes had seen.
When he entered this world, he realized why the Minor Chiliocosm was a Minor Chiliocosm.
In this place, the Dao was incomplete, and the Dharma was lacking. The Heaven and Earth spiritual energy was thin, and there were only a few cultivators.
As Yang Jian was the Dao Sect's Perfected Lord, he sensed the remnant Dao inheritances of the Dao Sect there.
Yang Jian frowned slightly because the place he was going to was one of these inheritances.
When he flew to the top of a mountain, he heard the sound of gongs and drums below. When he looked down, his face was instantly filled with anger.
"Hmph, what a Poisonous Flood Dragon!"
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