I am a living immortal.

There are actually not many people in the core area.

There were only a handful of people, most of whom Xuan Mo had met before but wasn't familiar with, so he didn't have a close relationship with. They nodded in agreement, but showed no desire to approach and chat. Xuan Mo was content with this, as he wasn't exactly good at socializing. Those around him, however, didn't seem to mind, weaving and weaving through the crowd. He represented Xuan Mo, and no one tried to stop him.

A total social butterfly. Moreover, even though it's a puppet, it possesses self-awareness, not much different from a real living being. All things have spirits, and the difference between animals and plants becoming spirits and spiritual treasures becoming spirits is obviously much rarer and more unique.

So there wasn't much discrimination, and even if there was, this group wouldn't show it. So, on the surface, they were all chatting happily. Xuan Mo sat in a corner, watching the water creatures. All the world's strongest water creatures were gathered here, a myriad of auras converging. If an ordinary person came here, they would probably be suffocated by the pressure.

Cang Qi and a few others followed Xuan Mo. Compared with the people here, these juniors didn't even have a chance to chat.

The older generation has its own reserve, while the younger generation has its own circle.

The most accomplished of the younger generation was Xuan Mo. Therefore, a group of dragon descendants who had temporarily arrived before their fathers naturally flocked to his side. While the older generation couldn't get along, the younger generation, on the other hand, were more relaxed, whether it was competing with each other or chatting.

The new and old sides in this hall have clear distinctions in their behavior.

Following Xuan Mo arrived Zhen Ying, who had previously gained the Heart of a Dragon during their discussion at the source of Tianbei. To achieve a true Dragon Heart, one must encounter a unique opportunity to transform into a true dragon. Zhen Ying's strength was unparalleled among the dragon descendants present, surpassing Cang Qi and the other two by a considerable margin, only surpassing Xuan Mo and even far surpassing some of the elders present. His reason for coming here was simply because he sensed the opportunity to transform into a dragon.

This kind of sudden premonition is much more acute than ordinary omens.

So he came. Zhen Ying didn't know Xuan Mo, but he had heard from his father that he had a close relationship with him. Seeing him now was quite different from what he had imagined.

The hall fell silent for a moment at Zhen Ying's arrival, a welcome not even afforded to Xuan Mo. Xuan Mo's presence had already shocked people when he became a dragon, but as time passed, the shock slowly began to fade. Furthermore, Xuan Mo's presence was behind that person, which made it all the more reasonable.

But Zhen Ying was different. He was the first of the younger generation to win the dragon's heart, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, he would also be the first of the younger generation to transform into a dragon. Aside from the Dragon Kings and True Dragons who hadn't participated in the discussion, the rest of the older generation had mixed feelings. Some were happy, as the younger generation was finally beginning to make their mark, a sense of having a successor. Others were melancholy, as this represented the end of their era.

The rise of the new generation will inevitably squeeze out the position of the older generation.

The change begins with the appearance of the shock. If the shock does not appear, then they can still deceive themselves and have a chance.

But when the new generation emerged, their last bit of hope and desire was shattered. Therefore, their feelings about the earthquake were very complicated.

Such complex emotions would persist until Tianwu's arrival. That unexpected event forced the dragon race to abandon everything. It was Tianwu's arrival that brought all the water creatures of the Nine Rivers and Eight Veins together. Regardless of their motives, their internal conflicts vanished like a passing cloud when the external threat arrived.

At this time, thousands of aquatic creatures in the East China Sea are sharing the feast.

At that time, the East China Sea was guarding the front line of the century.

The banquet continued. The palace was magnificent, and the arrival of Dragon Kings and True Dragons one after another brought the feast to a climax. Ao Qing, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, who had never appeared before, also made an appearance. Ao Qing, the greatest winner of the Sea Suppression War, was also the oldest True Dragon alive today.

Before the Sea-Suppressing War, he was a true dragon, ruling over a region of water. After the Sea-Suppressing War, he overwhelmed all other dragons with his sheer might. Previously reserved, he bared his fangs for the first time in that war, bringing a nightmarish shock to the entire dragon clan.

As the oldest dragon of the dragon clan, his appearance and spirit definitely didn't match his age. He was a serious middle-aged man, and he looked the same as he did during the Zhenhai War, with little change.

"It's been a while since we last met, or perhaps this is your first time meeting. No problem, everyone, welcome to my birthday party. I'm very happy for this, and I thank you all for coming. Donghai will certainly do its best to entertain you, so please forgive me if there are any shortcomings."

"I won't say much here. You all know the real reason for summoning you this time. The dragon race has reached a crossroads in fate. The choice is in the hands of each of us. I hope you all take care."

"Have fun, everyone."

"Then, let's have a banquet." Ao Qing spoke slowly, his face expressionless. He showed neither joy nor displeasure at the birthday banquet, but rather a calm demeanor. That was a heart forged by time, a heart that had seen and understood much. If it weren't for the need for a prestigious event, he wouldn't have thrown a grand banquet to invite everyone.

In his heart, all external things no longer mattered. The only thing that truly mattered and concerned him was the future of the Dragon Clan. This was a crucial turning point in the Dragon Clan's trajectory, setting the tone for its future.

It will be basically impossible to gather the eight branches of Jiujiang again next time. The most realistic thing is to fight on our own and help each other.

The banquet went on as planned, but some perceptive aquatic creatures noticed the absent-mindedness of the important figures. They didn't know what was happening. Xuan Mo observed from a distance, and it seemed that even the dragons weren't entirely united.

Cang Lin and Zhen Xiao, both familiar with Su Mu, were hawks, advocating a fight to the death with the innate gods, rather than relying on chance. Having reached their current status, the Dragon Clan naturally couldn't return to its ancient form. The Dragon Clan was united on this point.

But how to fight remains to be considered.

These are all issues that require consideration. The main reason is that the dragon clan is too vast and their divisions are too fragmented. They and the gods control the world's water systems, and they can only fight on their own. Facing a single innate deity like this, they would likely not be able to fare well. Of the total number of true dragons in the dragon clan, there are only eight, or only half the total.