Destiny is ashes

Chapter 1043 History of Time
The Ancestral Dragon Palace, and even the most powerful cosmic light and causal divine power in the entire Huai Xu Realm.

If they can combine their power with the [Time: History of Rise and Fall] wielded by the two Dragon Gods of Rise and Fall, they can form the Dragon Clan's only true supreme divine power—[Time: History of Years]!
This great supernatural power cannot be summarized by techniques or methods; it is close to, or even the Tao itself, the embodiment of the supreme Tao of time, light, cause and effect in the Huai Xu Realm!
Once this supernatural power is unleashed, it can alter the past, present, and future, erasing a force from the annals of history and stripping away the reality of a group of beings, as if they had never been born.

Faced with such immense power, the strength of an individual seems so insignificant. A powerful being at the peak of the Manifestation Realm might barely be able to sense that their own existence is being altered, and even the Pure Yang Heavenly Lord could only struggle to resist, ensuring that he would not be swept away by the torrent of history.

Only those who have also reached the [Lingxiao] realm can truly confront it and protect themselves and their forces.

This is the true power and terror of the Ancestral Dragon Palace. If the four Dragon Gods of the Nine Heavens of Refining Dao were to join forces, they might actually be able to activate this great divine power, modify the past and present of the entire Huai Xu Realm, and then create an infinite, unrestrained, and do-as-you-please future!
If that's the case, then there will be no free will left in the world. Whether it's the power struggle between nations and sects, the fate of heroes, or the end of the despicable, they are all just characters written by the Dragon Gods in the "Book of Time." They can manipulate things at will, making heroes despicable and villains occupy high positions. They can make lovers hate each other and turn mortal enemies into lovers.

All the lofty ideals in the world that are sung, praised, and to which hope is placed will lose all meaning, because under the will of time, everything is like the moon reflected in water, utterly meaningless.

This power was too absolute, so absolute that even the Ancestral Dragon Palace itself could not withstand it. Therefore, they made a vow that, except in the face of the world-destroying demonic calamity, the Four Seasons Dragon Gods would never ascend to the heavens.

Otherwise, they themselves could not be sure whether this was a kind of "fall"... a temptation of a "supreme demon".

But now, facing the unprecedented enemy of the God One Cult Leader, the Ancient and Modern Dragon Gods have no choice but to join forces.

The river of time manifested and surged around them, and the blood-red divine light that the leader of the God One had just unleashed, powerful enough to tear apart continents, was quietly extinguished at its source in the past.

The reality upon which He stood was distorted by an invisible force, becoming illusory and unreal, as if He had never existed at all, and was about to become a dream.

—If the present time does not permit it, then nothing can exist in the present!
—If the ancients forbade it, then all things could no longer possess the [past]!
—This is not true, whether in ancient or modern times. All living beings, myriad phenomena and spirits, the boundless universe, are but a grand dream!
In that instant, the battle between the two sides began to involve endless parallel universes, and the entire battlefield became a place where infinite possibilities overlapped. Past and future, countless phantoms of all kinds of possibilities and impossibilities flickered in the void.

—Indeed, they are difficult to deal with.

Even the leader of the God One Sect couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for his opponent at this moment.

The power of the Four Seasons Dragon Gods is so great, and they can even resist such temptations that could dominate everything. They have kept their oath for thousands of years, which is truly admirable.

But He was by no means weak.

Without sufficient strength, one wouldn't even qualify to be 'invested' in by the Celestial Venerables. Even without the assistance of the Zhenjiang Cauldron and other Celestial Sects, He could still overcome the obstruction of the three Celestial Venerables and reach this place by relying on his own strength!
Since those high and mighty Heavenly Sovereigns have compromised with Him and given Him this slight possibility of overturning everything, He will never let it go!

[A sea of ​​blood!]

In an instant, the Blood Sea Celestial Venerable, who had been lurking in the side, suddenly appeared from the void and placed one hand on the entire Zhaolin Realm!
He suddenly clenched his fist and exerted his strength, actually pulling the world of Zhaolin Realm, which was formed from the scales of the Ancestral Dragon, out of the void and firmly grasping it in his palm!
Seeing this, the leader of the Divine One Sect let out a triumphant laugh at the Ancient Dragon God: "You old fogies, just watch! Wait for all living beings within the Scale Realm to become sustenance for my Dao!"

The Ancestral Dragon Scale is mine!

at the same time.

Within the realm of illumination.

An Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at the blood-red handprint above his head.

Beneath this crimson handprint, shining like a blood-red sun, the land of the Zhaolin Realm began to tremble violently, as if the blood of the entire world was flowing backward in the same direction. This blood energy, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, transformed into crimson rivers, ignoring the obstacles of mountains and terrain, and frantically converging in a certain direction, or rather, towards the void.

The sea of ​​blood was churning.

In that instant, An Jing recalled the scene when he forged the 'Spirit of the Cave Heaven' at the core of the Northern Sky Shipyard Cave Heaven in the Tianyuan Realm.

"interesting."

He whispered, "Is the real enemy coming?"

Above the sky, the sky, which had been dimmed by the fall of the sun and the fading brilliance of the ancestral dragon scales, was now completely shrouded in a filthy, viscous dark red.

A kind of demonic interference appeared, enveloping everyone.

"We must retreat! The Scale Realm is about to be destroyed!"

"The Heavenly Demon is coming... The Heavenly Sect betrayed Huai Xu, it will kill us! We're doomed!"

“Despair… such utter despair…”

Among the surviving warriors, some of those with weak wills suddenly clutched their hair and let out painful roars.

At this moment, the whispers of the Heavenly Demon, amplified many times over, were no longer a hint of depravity, but rather a direct mental attack and brainwashing.

In the Realm of Scales, the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak and kill each other, has now transformed into a steel stamp of thought and even law, igniting the deepest fears, hatreds, destructive desires, murderous intents, and madness in their hearts.

In an instant, many people turned bloodshot and became like madmen, indiscriminately attacking their companions.

The Blood Sea Demonic Cult and the Heavenly Demon's ultimate plan officially begins at this moment!

Endless blood and life essence, carrying with them the resentment and despair of countless lives before their deaths, were poured into the void.

In the primordial, pure world of Zhaolin Realm, which is almost like the beginning of the Dao, these complex and boundless forces began to condense, recombine, and mutate at an unbelievable speed, with a dragon shadow in the void as the core!
"That's it! This is the power I've been looking for!"

Within the vast void, Wang Jiangzhi laughed heartily. His body was constantly expanding, becoming solid and strong. A terrifying life force spread out, instantly breaking the barrier between the Divine Treasury and the Manifestation of Sainthood, climbing all the way to the peak of Manifestation of Sainthood, and even spreading endlessly within the vast void: "This is the true 'dragon'!"

This was the deal between the Blood Sea Demonic Cult and the Time-Death Dragon Clan.

The two sides joined forces to collect data on countless geniuses and true spirits who had perished in the Zhaolin Realm since ancient times, analyzed the laws of all ancestral divine beasts, and even stole the endless blood essence of geniuses from the Zhaolin Realm and the outside world.

At this moment, through this grand sacrifice that affected the entire Zhaolin Realm, they finally created the 'dragon' that was closest to the Ancestral Dragon, using the purest body of the Heavenly Dragon of the Time of Death as the foundation, beneath the long steps of the Ancestral Mountain!
The Primal Dragon!
(End of this chapter)