Free Web NovelChapter 359: Chapter 58: Celestial Pool Dragon King
But he knew that this was not the time for sentimentality.
"I’ll begin the duplication."
With that said, Su Zhou took out a seemingly unremarkable Jade Scroll from the special pouch at his waist.
The Jade Scroll looked incredibly ancient, as if it hailed from a bygone era—and indeed it did. Passed down for thousands of years, it bore an inscription of six words in an ancient seal script.
Celestial Pool Dragon King—Cen Yun.
Cen Yun. That was the Dragon King’s name.
Sensing an aura from the Jade Scroll identical to that of the Dragon Pearl, Flood Dragon Nine Netherworlds couldn’t help but look over, surprise flashing in his Dragon Pupils. A sudden realization struck him: when it came to legitimacy, he was probably just a lucky, accidental inheritor. He, after all, didn’t even know the name of the Dragon King who had granted him his inheritance.
The Zhengguo Government held thirty-nine complete Immortal God Inheritances. But how could there have only been thirty-nine Immortal Gods in ancient times? Through the brutal rise and fall of dynasties, portions of the preserved inheritances had been damaged. This was especially true for the Mimic Dao inheritances passed down through bloodlines, most of which had been lost.
The Divine Communication Platform—an artifact of inheritance from the former Central Divine Court, now held by Zhengguo—enshrined the Jade Scrolls of nearly every known Immortal God. From the Primordial Era to the Ancient Era, and even into the Recent Antiquity when Spiritual Qi truly began to fade, every generation of Immortal Gods stored their legacies within these Jade Scrolls for posterity. However, most Demon Gods relied on bloodline inheritances. Anyone without the corresponding bloodline would find their Cultivation speed agonizingly slow if they used those Cultivation Methods. Thus, aside from their names, they left no true inheritance behind.
However, they had all left behind a trace of their aura to prove their identity.
And now, those Jade Scrolls, which held a trace of their auras, could finally fulfill their originally intended purpose.
’According to the Daoist Saint and the others, I just need to touch the Dragon Pearl with the Jade Scroll. This aura will then guide the Dragon King’s residual instincts within the pearl, causing his lingering will to pour the inheritance into the scroll. It sounds as easy as drinking soup, but I hope it actually goes as smoothly as they say.’
With this in mind, Su Zhou, holding the Jade Scroll, slowly approached the Dragon Pearl.
Sensing the information within the Jade Scroll, the Dragon Pearl began to vibrate slowly. The Spiritual Qi Circulation around the enormous, spherical Treasure Pearl instantly changed its pattern. A tangible, deep-blue Spiritual Qi seeped out from it, coalescing into the indistinct shape of a dragon.
It slowly extended out from the Dragon Pearl, seemingly wanting to touch the Jade Scroll in Su Zhou’s hand.
Su Zhou extended his hand, offering the Jade Scroll.
Then, in the very instant the dragon-shaped Spiritual Power touched the Jade Scroll,
everyone present heard a long Dragon’s Roar that seemed to echo across the ages and saw the surrounding Dragon King’s Remains suddenly begin to glow.
HUMMM—
With a slight hum, the enormous skeleton of the Dragon King buried on the seafloor suddenly erupted with an unprecedented Spiritual Light. A deep blue, almost black, Spiritual Power began to seep from the Dragon Bones. Then, fragmented residual souls surged forth from within. With barely a pause, these scattered soul fragments began to coalesce rapidly, like motes of light, converging from all directions before plunging into the Dragon Pearl.
’With a spectacle like this... don’t tell me it’s about to be resurrected?’
The five submersibles showed signs of panic, seemingly ready to retreat. As Su Zhou watched the scene, the same speculation couldn’t help but pop into his mind—but he quickly dismissed the idea. The explosive Anomaly had lasted only for an instant. Afterward, all the Dragon Bones stopped vibrating and glowing, returning to their usual Silence.
’A resurrection would never be this brief... But this wasn’t the end.’
For Su Zhou, the crews of the five submersibles, and everyone watching via camera could all see the same thing.
Before the Dragon Pearl, the phantom of a tall, weary, and expressionless black-haired man had faintly appeared.
This man was not handsome, but his features were resolute. He possessed deep blue Dragon Pupils, as sharp as a Hunter’s, and his entire aura was like the silent Sea Abyss—profound, dark, and yet, also Silence.
At first, the phantom seemed lifeless, but his gaze soon grew animated, a spark of intellect returning to his eyes.
He raised his head, looking toward Su Zhou and everyone within the submersibles.
At the same time, a tremendous Spiritual Power sent shockwaves through the water and their very souls, simultaneously emitting a ’voice’ that resounded in both the Spirit Realm and the material world.
[So you have come at last, Cultivators of a later age.]
It was a voice weary beyond measure, yet still calm and serene.
[I have been waiting for you for a very long time.]
