In the plaza, all races were shocked. Eighty-one Dragon Clan Great Luo Golden Immortals ascended into the sky, descended onto the plaza of all races, and transformed into human form. Then, twelve Great Luo Golden Immortals with extremely powerful auras emerged, all raising their voices in unison: "Dragon Clan Holy Age, the Eighth Holy Sacrifice, all races come to pay homage, we respectfully invite the Black Dragon Ancestor to descend and perform the holy rite!"
As they spoke, a total of eighty-one Great Luo Golden Immortals bowed towards the ten-thousand-zhang black mountain in the outer island sea.
The next moment, a dragon's roar pierced the firmament, and myriad bolts of lightning covered the sky as far as the eye could see. Hundreds of lightning dragons roamed, looking down upon the Primordial World, their vast dragon might permeating the entire land.
The cultivators of all races were immensely shocked. Even the seventy-eight vassal Great Luo Golden Immortals could not muster the will to resist.
Lightning flashed, dragon might was like an abyss, like a sea, and all beings prostrated themselves beneath the endless black dragon.
Amidst the fear of all beings, Qing Ling mused that at this moment, none of them would ever imagine that in the future, the Dragon Clan would become mounts for various immortals, trampled upon at will, and become slaves or pets.
Just as the dragon might raged, in the far southern reaches of heaven and earth, a magnificent golden light shone across the sky. Amidst the blazing sun, a pair of majestic golden wings unfurled, and a sharp cry echoed. A golden-winged great roc, billions of feet large, soared through the nine heavens, no weaker than the Black Dragon Ancestor. This was the Phoenix Clan's second ancestor, the Golden Peng Ancestor.
On the central land, dual-colored ink-jade ascended. Its vast pressure even stirred the aura of the Primordial World's most magnificent entity—the heavens and earth. In an instant, it surpassed the black dragon's sea of lightning in the east and blocked the sea of golden light and fire spreading from the south.
However, neither the Dragon nor Phoenix clans were angered. After revealing themselves, they retracted their divine abilities and forms, and the sky returned to peace.
The hidden powers from all corners of the world knew that the Qilin Clan, on the surface, seemed to possess the power to pressure the Dragon and Phoenix clans, but this was not the case.
It was only with the combined efforts of the two Qilin Kings that they could suppress one ancestor from each of the Dragon and Phoenix clans, not the Dragon Ancestor or Phoenix Ancestor. The Qilin Clan's bloodline was ultimately too precious and too scarce compared to the Dragon and Phoenix clans. Even with the allegiance of all beasts in the Primordial World, they were still weaker by three parts.
After all, vassals were just vassals. When the main clan was powerful, they were a help, but when the main clan declined, they became daggers in the back.
In the plaza of all races, the old Black Dragon stepped forward. In an instant, no matter if they were Dragon Clan Great Luo or vassals of all races, all bowed their heads.
"Greetings, Ancestor!"
Whether they were Heavenly Immortals, Golden Immortals, Taiyi Golden Immortals, or even Great Luo Golden Immortals, all bowed and paid their respects to this old man at this moment.
After surveying them, the Black Dragon Ancestor displayed the majesty of a Dragon Clan ancestor on his face and said in a deep voice, "You may rise."
Upon hearing this, the people before and behind him finally straightened their backs.
Qing Ling stood amidst the crowd. Just by looking at the old man in the black robe, he felt as if countless lightning bolts had exploded in his primordial spirit. His divine might was like a prison, terrifying beyond measure!
The old man in the black robe stood on the high platform, facing the powerhouses of all races and with his back to the Dragon Clan powerhouses. His powerful voice reached every ear.
"Today, the Dragon Clan commences the Eighth Holy Sacrifice, signifying that our clan has ruled the four seas of the Primordial World for seven hundred Yuan Hui. We are about to enter the eighth hundred Yuan Hui era of the Dragon Clan.
This holy sacrifice will be presided over by myself. Unlike the seventh holy sacrifice hosted by the Azure Dragon, I have always advocated for strength to determine superiority. Our Dragon Clan has always valued strength above all else.
Only the strong can survive, and the weak are destined to be the prey of the strong!
Therefore, this holy sacrifice shall begin directly. Ya Zi, announce the holy sacrifice to all races. After all, there are many new holy clans every hundred Yuan Hui."
As his words fell, a dashing and robust man, dressed in a fire-cloud robe and exuding an air of nobility, emerged from the twelve Great Luo Golden Immortals standing closest to the Black Dragon. His narrow, long eyes subtly glinted with ferocity.
He was the second son among the Dragon Ancestor's nine sons, Ya Zi!
Ya Zi stepped forward. Even though he was arrogant and overbearing, he dared not show any extravagance in front of the Black Dragon Ancestor. After paying his respects, he turned to face the crowd of all races and announced loudly, "The Holy Sacrifice of all races is divided into three sequences.
The first sequence is the ranking of the holy sons' prowess. Those who rank in the top one hundred can be exempted from one hundred Yuan Hui of tribute!
Those in the top fifty can enter the Dragon Clan's Dragon Palace, have the opportunity to reproduce with dragons, and enter the Dragon Palace's bloodline.
The top ten can obtain an unparalleled spiritual fruit, one Yellow Middle Li spiritual fruit, a supreme-grade primordial spiritual treasure.
The third place can obtain a Dragon Clan secret treasure.
The second place can obtain a Dragon Clan ancient treasure.
The first place can obtain a middle-grade primordial spiritual treasure!"
As his words fell, many clans participating in the War of All Races for the first time were immensely excited. Even if the top ten were too difficult, being exempted from one hundred Yuan Hui of tribute for the top one hundred was extremely exciting for these clans.
The reason Xi Shan had not paid tribute was because in the previous holy sacrifice of the hundred Yuan Hui, the previous generation's holy son of Xi Shan had ranked eighty-eighth, thus being exempt from offering precious spiritual items to the Dragon Clan.
Ya Zi ignored the excitement of the various clans below and continued, "The second sequence is for the Dragon Clan bloodline to connect with the various holy sons and daughters, becoming consorts and concubines of the Dragon Palace. The top fifty holy sons and daughters can become the main consorts of the Dragon Palace's direct bloodline."
"The third sequence is for the holy sons of all races to offer themselves to the ancestors!"
After finishing, Ya Zi retreated behind, saying no more.
The Black Dragon Elder's majestic face also retracted its pressure, and he said calmly, "Alright, all races have waited long enough. Let us begin the first sequence now."
As his voice fell, the Black Dragon Ancestor's right palm struck out fiercely, sending five ten-thousand-zhang bolts of lightning into the void. A illusory secret realm appeared in the sky.
The Black Dragon then called out, "Golden Dragon Clan Elder."
"Present." A golden-robed elder emerged from the twelve Great Luo Golden Immortals.
"You shall preside over the first sequence."
"Yes, I will not disappoint the Ancestor." The golden-robed elder nodded in agreement.
He then stepped forward, waved his sleeve, and a dragon throne nearly a hundred feet tall appeared behind him. He said to the Black Dragon Ancestor, "Please, Ancestor, observe."
The Black Dragon nodded and sat on the largest dragon throne in the center. The Great Luo Golden Immortals behind him then took their seats.
The Golden Dragon Elder waved his sleeve again, and over ten thousand black stone chairs appeared before the plaza of all races. "Please, clan leaders or Great Luo fellows of each race, take your seats."
As his words fell, Great Luo Golden Immortals walked to their respective chairs and sat down.
Granny Hua Geng also slowly walked to a stone chair and sat down. As for the other clan members, they still stood behind their respective clan leaders or Great Luo supreme beings.
"Please, holy sons and holy daughters of each race, step forward!"
From among the crowds of all races, men and women with vastly different auras emerged, standing at the forefront of their respective clans.
The Golden Dragon Elder waved his sleeve and released a ball of radiant golden light. He then casually pointed, and the golden light instantly dispersed into ten thousand golden spiritual pearls, which flew towards the hands of the holy sons of each race.
"Please, holy sons of each race, select a Golden Sea Divine Pearl and inscribe your clan's totem!"
Qing Ling stepped forward and accepted a golden spiritual pearl that flew towards him. He used his magic power to carve the five peaks of Xi Shan, with a golden divine serpent coiled around Tai Chong Peak, which was the totem of Xi Shan.
When all races arrived, each clan had its information recorded and inscribed using the Dragon Clan's secret techniques for this very purpose. Xi Shan, having participated in seven holy sacrifices, was an old clan and did not need to re-inscribe.
The Golden Dragon Elder pointed with both hands in front of him, and instantly, the totems of all races appeared. They then collided randomly in the air. In just a few breaths, four thousand pairs of totem images were formed.
Qing Ling also felt a tremor in the spiritual pearl in his hand. Next to Xi Shan's totem, a pattern of a giant red-furred bear appeared, along with one thousand five hundred vertical and horizontal lines, indicating that he was in the one thousand five hundredth match.
The Golden Dragon Elder declared, "Holy Sacrifice, First Sequence, Holy Selection Battle, First Round, a total of four thousand eight hundred matches. Please, holy sons and holy daughters of the first one hundred matches, step forward and enter the Dragon Void Arena!"
Immediately, two hundred alien holy sons stepped forward. The Golden Dragon Elder waved his hand, and the two hundred holy sons and holy daughters soared into the sky, sent into the illusory realm above. Within the illusory realm, one hundred arenas appeared, each with two alien combatants. Each arena was a vast ten thousand miles across!
Then, ten Great Luo Golden Immortals from the Dragon Clan on the high platform emerged and sat in meditation. Instantly, they divided into ten, forming one hundred Great Luo avatars, who carried Great Luo divine power into the arenas to serve as referees.
Meanwhile, the onlookers below focused their attention on the arenas in the sky, some excited, some calm, but most filled with anticipation.
Before the seats of honor, beautiful female spirits emerged, placing various precious spiritual fruits before the dozens of Great Luo Venerables.
Similarly, before the clan leaders and Great Luo experts of all races below, the Dragon Clan Great Luo and various clan leaders began to converse softly, discussing the holy sons of each clan. The atmosphere in the venue gradually relaxed, and the oppressive tension lessened considerably.
The Golden Dragon Elder at the head of the platform let out a light shout and declared, "Holy Selection Battle, commence!"