The black dragon circled in the air several times before slowly descending.

Its enormous head lowered slightly, and only then could everyone see that it was holding something resembling a scroll in its mouth.

The scroll exuded an ancient and mysterious aura, seemingly made of some strange material, with mysterious runes flowing on its surface and shimmering with a faint light.

The black dragon gently shook its head, and the scroll steadily flew towards the First Ancestor.

The First Ancestor's eyes revealed a hint of surprise and solemnity as he opened the scroll, his face filled with reverence.

This is certainly not the Hetu Luoshu.

The Hetu and Luoshu are inscribed seals deep within the Tiancang River.

The scroll contains a daily record of the Hetu and Luoshu, detailing the changes in the Hetu over the past month and who controlled it.

As he watched, the First Ancestor's expression turned grim.

Through the scroll, these unusual occurrences of the Tiancang River became traceable.

"What a wonderful gift, Seventh Brother!"

The First Ancestor, disregarding that this was his own birthday banquet, spoke coldly.

The seventh ancestor of the Jiang family was a tall, thin old man with a gaunt face and distinct features. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if carved by a knife and axe.

He approached the First Ancestor with a stern face, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Do you have any explanation?

The first ancestor, Jiang Juan, threw it at him.

The Seventh Patriarch took it and his pupils constricted. All the tricks he had played with the River Chart these past few days were recorded.

He immediately denied it: "I have absolutely no idea what this is."

"Seventh Ancestor, are you saying you didn't collude with the ancient clans and didn't plan to flood the Jiang family?" Jiang Churan questioned.

This single stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone was on edge.

This is no small crime!

"The main branch is unwilling to accept defeat and wants to launch a desperate counterattack!"

Jiang Churan is a disciple of the main lineage, while Jiang Changkong is a disciple of the seventh lineage.

To punish the Seventh Patriarch directly would be tantamount to a swift and decisive blow.

"First Ancestor, this black dragon has been eating people and causing trouble since it was still a black python. Last time it attacked the disciples of the Mi Luo Palace. How can you believe its words!" the Seventh Ancestor rebuked.

"You mean, I've wronged you?"

The black dragon in the sky spoke in human language, its voice deep and resonant like thunder.

When he transformed into a dragon, he was a fifth-order demon, comparable to the Sovereign Realm. Now, in his half-dragon form, even Xuan Yuan might not be his match.

The Seventh Ancestor, at the half-step Dominator Realm, felt the overwhelming dragon's might and was speechless.

In his heart, he cursed Xiaopeng's ancestors for eighteen generations.

The plan was to coordinate from within and without, so that the Black Dragon would destroy the River Map and trigger a flood.

The goal was to embarrass Jiang Tianxing and force him to resign from his position as clan leader.

Today, we not only need to decide on the Jiang family's divine son, but also on the next patriarch of the Jiang family.

Another hundred years? Are you kidding me!

Who knew that this black dragon would inexplicably turn against them, not only offering up physical evidence but also acting as a dragon witness.

What are the ancient tribes doing?!

"Could it be that Jiang Tianxing dug this trap for me, so I'd willingly jump into it?"

The Seventh Patriarch even began to suspect that all of this was a setup.

He looked at Jiang Tianxing, sitting there without saying a word, making him difficult to understand.

It's very possible!

The Seventh Patriarch thought about it more and more and felt it was possible, and he felt uneasy.

Above the clouds, Little Peng King, who was secretly observing, was furious.

For the past month, Heilong had listened to his every word, thinking he was obediently accepting his fate.

"Just turn into blood!"

Xiao Pengwang directly activated the jade bottle, intending to refine the black dragon into a pool of blood.

The black dragon in the sky shuddered, feeling its body begin to disintegrate from the inside out.

"A true dragon fears no blood refinement!"

The black dragon grunted, having anticipated this situation, and activated the "Nine Transformations of the Dragon God" to resist the corrosive power.

Then they saw the black dragon's enormous body like boiling water, with foul-smelling blood mist constantly rising and spreading throughout the world.

A few minutes later, the black dragon's body shrank to a smaller size, but it was still alive, demonstrating the vitality of the dragon race.

"Dragon Lord, save me!"

Worried that Little Peng King might strike again, Black Dragon flew towards the Tiancang River.

"not dead?!"

Xiao Pengwang looked at the jade bottle, then at the direction the black dragon had left, his face filled with disbelief.

On Mount Hengyu, the Seventh Patriarch quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

“First Ancestor, this evil dragon is feeling guilty. Take advantage of its weakness and kill it.”

"The evil dragon has attacked the disciples of my Mi Luo Palace before, and today it is trying to sow discord among us. We cannot allow it to make a comeback!"

The senior members of the Jiang family from the third and seventh branches all spoke up.

The First Ancestor looked at the people who had spoken, their names all appearing on the scroll.

The truth is almost certain, and we can even guess the Seventh Ancestor's intentions.

The last time the ancestral temple confirmed that Jiang Changkong was the divine son, the seventh ancestor seized the opportunity and proposed a change of clan leader.

The First Ancestor did not agree; he hoped for a peaceful transition and gave Jiang Tianxing a hundred years.

The seventh patriarch was unwilling to accept this, so he arranged for the flood to start today.

Is power really that tempting? To the point of colluding with ancient tribes?

Now that Jiang Tianxing has uncovered the truth and found the evidence, he wants me to uphold justice. He didn't even tell me beforehand. Does he not trust me?

Yes, if he had known in advance, he would definitely have prioritized the overall situation and dealt with the Seventh Meridian leniently, since Jiang Changkong had received the signal from the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

The First Ancestor felt incredibly exhausted and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

Seeing this, the Seventh Patriarch's expression softened, knowing that the First Patriarch would not punish him severely.

After all, he had Jiang Changkong as his support.

"Chu Ran, this matter started with you, so it has a beginning and an end. Explain yourself clearly," said the First Ancestor.

"The first ancestor, the ancient clan, used the sacred blood to lure the giant crocodile and black python of the Tianshui Palace, controlled them, and forced them to attack the disciples of the Mi Luo Palace under the heavenly scene. That day, the black python transformed into a dragon, intending to kill the Xuan Tian Divine Son."

Fortunately, the Divine Child of Xuantian obtained a treasure related to the dragon race in the Dragon Treasury, which freed him from his restraints and allowed him to transform into a dragon.

"From the black dragon's mouth, the Xuan Tian Divine Son learned about the ancient clans and the River Diagram. He contacted me yesterday to tell me all this."

Jiang Churan was telling the truth. As the days drew to a close, Shen Ming and Heilong began their secret investigation.

To avoid alerting the enemy and unsure of the ancestral court's attitude, Shen Ming decided to take action on the day of his birthday.

"The Divine Child of Xuantian? How did the Divine Child of Xuantian get involved again? You and the Divine Child of Xuantian are less than a hundred years old combined, and you dare to get involved in such a major matter with a wicked dragon? Jiang Churan, aren't you afraid of being used as a pawn?"

The Third Elder regained some confidence and shouted angrily.

This makes sense. Jiang Churan and Xuan Tian Shenzi are both young people, and their accusation against the Jiang family patriarch for committing such a serious crime seems like a joke.

"Is my age enough?"

Unexpectedly, another Sovereign Realm aura descended, none other than Elder Xuan Yuan of the Xuan Tian Sect.

"Xuan Yuan, I heard from Jiang Yan that you came to my Tiancang River, but I haven't seen you since. I thought you had already left. I didn't expect you to prepare this surprise for me." The First Ancestor said with a wry smile.

"Senior Brother Jiang Wei, your Jiang family is truly rotten to the core. The ancient clans have infiltrated the upper echelons, forcing me to spend a month underwater with our divine son."

Xuan Yuan said, "My Xuan Tian Sect can vouch for the scroll and what the black dragon said!"

"What does this have to do with your Xuantian Sect? The Xuantian Divine Son went to such lengths just because he knows Jiang Churan? Who would believe that? Do they think this is his personal property?"

The Seventh Ancestor, disregarding the difference in their cultivation levels, roared in anger.

"What a coincidence, it really is his house." Xuan Yuan wasn't angry; instead, he revealed a playful smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black dragon returned.

Atop the dragon's head stood a young boy!

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