Qing Ling turned to look west. Where the Yellow Dragon flowed through, the vast river rolled. From afar, it looked like the Yellow River with its thousands of miles of sand, its waves churning and buffeting from the edge of the sky.
His heart stirred, and he spoke casually, "Since you are as turbid as mud, and your yellow sand stains the waves, I shall call you the Yellow River!"
As the words left his mouth, heaven and earth acknowledged them.
This great river, which originated in the Kunlun Mountains in the west and flowed into the sea in the east, was henceforth called the Yellow River!
Qing Ling stretched out a finger, and a golden light fell into the East Sea, returning to the hands of the Yellow Dragon Ancestor.
"This matter, it should still be up to you!"
The Yellow Dragon Ancestor took it and remained silent for a moment. Seeing what was in his hand, he recalled the past.
He was the embodiment of all Qing Ling's emotions from the previous epoch.
Without the Primordial Dragon Clan, Qing Ling would not have reached this point.
However, because his emotions were too heavy and his ties too deep, he was likely to stop here.
Therefore, Qing Ling severed him.
It was not that Qing Ling was heartless, but that he was too affectionate. His feelings for the Dragon Clan were so strong that he could become a person in his own right, and the Yellow Dragon emerged in accordance with the destiny, time, and heart.
The Yellow Dragon was called the Yellow Dragon because he had endured the blessings of the Earthly Path for a thousand years. His roots were in the earth, his skin was the same as the earth, and his temperament was one with the earth.
The sky was dark, the earth was yellow; hence, he was called the Yellow Dragon.
Now, as he entered the Dragon Clan, he was the Yellow Dragon Ancestor!
If it were the Primordial Dragon Clan, he would certainly not be worthy of the title of Ancestor.
But in the current Dragon Clan, apart from their past glory, with a clan of a few dozen purebred young dragons, it was fortunate to have one powerful being, let alone an ultimate powerful being?
The Yellow Dragon Ancestor soared into the sky, his colossal dragon body roaming the heavens, displaying his presence in the Primordial World, flying over Kunlun.
On Kunlun Mountain, Tong Tian curiously asked, "Second Brother, what is he doing?"
Yuanshi shook his head, "How would I know? Ask Senior Brother; there is nothing he doesn't know."
Yuanshi directly shifted the pressure to Laozi, who was meditating beside them.
Tong Tian, not understanding, dared to ask, "Eldest Senior Brother, why has this Yellow Dragon come to Kunlun?"
Laozi frowned and did not answer directly. Instead, he said, "No matter what he does, you must remember that Qing Ling possesses one-tenth of Pangu's destiny.
He can also make moves within Kunlun."
Upon hearing this, Tong Tian suddenly recalled the scene of the four of them traveling together in Buzhou.
Yuanshi, however, was puzzled and said, "But he is the Lord of the Earthly Path, a transgressor against heaven."
Laozi nodded, "Indeed, he is a transgressor against heaven."
"Then why doesn't the Teacher punish or suppress him?"
Laozi shook his head, "But he is also one who follows heaven. The Jianmu tree supports the sky, the gods of the four seasons, the gods of marriage; his existence is more beneficial to heaven than detrimental to it. Therefore, he also follows heaven."
Yuanshi nodded, but still said, "But eventually, the harm he does to heaven will outweigh the good he does for heaven."
Laozi raised his head and gave him a meaningful look. "However, he is not someone we can touch. Let alone now, even a hundred Yuanhui later, it would be difficult to touch him.
Entangled with the Dragon Clan so deeply, yet still able to survive the tribulation, such a figure is no weaker than those peerless powerful beings!"
Tong Tian heard this and asked, "Then isn't it because he has the protection of the Earthly Path and the Jianmu tree?"
Yuanshi's eyes darkened. "No, Junior Brother, you are mistaken. Why is he the only one who is the Lord of the Earthly Path? Why is the Jianmu tree only his? There are countless powerful beings in heaven and earth, yet he is the only one who could conceive of and accomplish this method.
It is I who judge people too shallowly."
Tong Tian was surprised. "But he has Pangu's destiny just like us; we should be kin."
Laozi did not answer and closed his eyes, lost in thought.
Yuanshi sighed, "Junior Brother, our paths are different; we cannot plot together!"
In the sky, the Yellow Dragon Ancestor flew to Kunlun. With both hands, he guided the water of the great eastern rivers to converge with the earth veins of Kunlun. The Kunlun earth veins were also connected to the Yellow River by underground streams.
The Yellow Dragon Ancestor nodded at Kunlun Mountain and said, "My apologies for the disturbance!"
Yuanshi did not wish to say more, but Laozi rose and bowed, saying, "Senior, you are too considerate."
The Yellow Dragon Ancestor smiled kindly and departed.
Yuanshi frowned and said, "Senior Brother, why did you bow to him?"
Laozi replied, "Because he is an ultimate powerful being, and we are merely powerful beings. He walked the path before us; we follow in his footsteps."
Tong Tian, who was beside them, twitched his eyelids but said nothing.
As a divine dragon of the Dragon Clan, the Yellow Dragon Ancestor naturally possessed the authority to control the waters of rivers, lakes, and seas.
He had already connected all the water veins from the four directions to the Yellow River.
The Yellow River, formed by his transformation into a dragon and his journey through the waters, was the first dragon river in the Primordial World after the tribulation!
Every part of it was a dragon vein, and every place was a treasure land! Just as a phoenix does not land on barren ground, how could a true dragon land in an ordinary place?
The Yellow Dragon chose a spot, a dividing line between the middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River. The river water surged like ten thousand horses, its momentum vast, its days bright and its evenings dark, displaying the grandeur of the universe.
He waved his hand, and his dragon blood flowed into the object in his palm.
A dragon pearl suddenly emitted a golden light, and the dragon's breath surged incessantly.
The Yellow Dragon pointed to the river with one finger, transformed into a dragon, and guided the pearl into the water.
At the same time, he declared, "Today, I, the Yellow Dragon Ancestor, swear: For all scaled aquatic creatures under heaven, there shall be an opportunity to transform into dragons and escape the mundane!
I shall establish a sect in the waters of the Yellow River, called the Dragon Gate. The Dragon Gate opens once every ten thousand years. Those who leap over the Dragon Gate when it rises shall receive the blessing of the Primordial Dragon Clan's bloodline, transform into flood dragons! Flood dragons shall become true dragons!
Ten thousand years hence, the Dragon Gate shall open!"
As his voice fell, the dragon pearl entered the water. The great waters of the Yellow River boiled. The myriad miles of water veins merged with the dragon pearl, and a sky-shattering dragon roar resounded. A magnificent and glorious golden dragon gate, ten thousand feet high, appeared, accompanied by wind and clouds, with dragon shadows faintly visible, soaring into the nine heavens!
All aquatic creatures rejoiced exuberantly. The Primordial World valued origins and bloodlines. Their ancestors'杂鱼 bloodlines, more or less, were derived from diluted dragon bloodlines.
If they could truly transform into dragons, not only would their bloodlines be sublimated, but the limitations of their cultivation would also be broken, and their future path to the Great Dao would be wider and broader!
Countless aquatic cultivators swam from all the waters of heaven and earth towards the Yellow River, wishing to await the rise of the Dragon Gate after ten thousand years, to transform from fish into dragons and attain enlightenment in one fell swoop!
The Dragon Gate sank into the earth's water veins. The power required for transformation into dragons was not something that could be obtained by mere words. The Dragon Gate opening once every ten thousand years was precisely to accumulate the power of all the water veins in the world.
After the Yellow Dragon Ancestor's success, he returned to the East Sea and began to reorganize the Dragon Clan, dealing with many historical issues of the Dragon Clan.
On the Jianmu tree in the Eastern Wasteland, Qing Ling's Da Luo Dao Cang Realm within his body was expanding and evolving madly, transforming into a Great Thousand World.
The auspicious clouds within his body were also rapidly expanding. Countless spiritual energies surged into his dantian, circulating through the Greater and Lesser Heavenly Cycles, integrating with the Wood Dao to transform the auspicious clouds.
Qing Ling's current auspicious cloud phenomenon within his body had already reached over ten thousand acres, and it was still rapidly increasing.
His cultivation of seventeen heavens would gradually enter the cultivation of twenty-one heavens within the next few thousand years.
His past self, future self, and present self, all three bodies had emerged.
Qing Ling had also become an ultimate powerful being!
His primordial spirit had once again sublimated, ascending once more into the Wood Dao!
The authority of the Wood Dao, five-tenths, was now under his control!
This was because the Azure Dragon was no longer cultivating the Wood Dao. His Dao was the Four Symbols Great Dao, integrating the Water Symbol of Water, Earth, Wind, and Fire.
Water was the origin of life, the place where the essence of vitality was nurtured.
The green wood vitality of the Azure Dragon had transformed into water vitality.
Even the Vermillion Bird was like this; it no longer controlled the authority of the Fire Dao of the world, but the fire of the Four Symbols.
It is worth mentioning that although the Phoenix Ancestor had perished, she had not completely perished. Because the Vermillion Bird sacred beast was a clone of the Phoenix Ancestor, she was half a Phoenix Ancestor!
The Great Dao of Wood in the world, Qing Ling controlled five-tenths, all beings controlled two-tenths, and there were still three-tenths remaining, all in one person!
Qing Ling's sworn enemy, the contender for the Great Dao, was Mu Gong!
Mu Gong had embarked on the path of severing three corpses. He had now severed one corpse, barely qualifying as a powerful being in heaven and earth.
However, his true body was incomplete, with congenital deficiencies. He had only obtained half of the profound mysteries and intricacies of the three-corpse Dao.
Even if he severed the other two corpses, he would still not be a match for the ultimate powerful beings of the Primordial era!
Qing Ling was not in a hurry to find Mu Gong. He was very busy now, busy with breaking through his cultivation, as well as summoning the soul of Granny Hua Geng, and teaching the snakes of Xishan.
He had no time to concern himself with a clown.
Moreover, Qing Ling knew that it would not be long before this clown would come out and cause trouble!
What he needed to do now was to improve his own cultivation.
This was the final imperfect period of the Heavenly Dao, and with the fall of the old Ancestors of all Daos, the Great Dao of heaven and earth was vast and boundless. Such an opportunity was unique in all ages. During such a time, cultivation was twice as effective with half the effort!
After achieving the status of a powerful being, his perception of heaven and earth became even clearer. Even without the Ten Severing Heavenly Lantern, the phenomena of all beings, the destinies of ants, were all within his observation.
Every move he made, every word he spoke, drew upon the will of heaven and earth, representing the ultimate of Dao power and the pinnacle of the Great Dao.
Unlike the later stages of the Three Races Tribulation, where ultimate powerful beings were suppressed by the heavenly killing tribulations, and karma was in chaos, with numerous powerful beings on the Great Dao, the ultimate powerful beings could only be stronger than ordinary powerful beings. Now, the ultimate powerful beings were superior to those of the past.
Beneath Qing Ling's knees, the Jianmu tree grew a thousand feet daily, layer upon layer, extending into the twenty-first heaven.
The weight of the Jianmu tree supporting the sky was sufficient to suppress ultimate powerful beings!
Even he, when seated at the summit of the Jianmu tree, could only experience the absence of celestial pressure within a radius of a hundred feet.
At the same time, because of the height of the Jianmu tree, it had alleviated some of the burden of Buzhou. Pangu's spine had straightened by a third, and the distance between the sky and the earth had increased by tens of millions of feet.