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Chapter 302 Xuannv 167

"Donghua, what's going on? Your Azure Sea Spirit has caused another tremor throughout the four seas and eight wastelands." Yaoguang asked first, her brows slightly furrowed, her fingertips still lingering on the aftershocks of the strange disturbances she had just sensed.

"I am the Emperor of the Four Seas and Eight Desolations. Isn't it normal for my birthplace to cause a tremor throughout the Four Seas and Eight Desolations?" Donghua said matter-of-factly, casually stroking the tassel of the Canghe Sword with his fingertips. His expression was so indifferent that it was as if the strange phenomenon that had just shaken the heavens and the earth was nothing more than a wisp of breeze brushing past his fingertips.

"I feel the pressure, the pressure from my bloodline." Mo Yuan said from the side, his black robes slightly drooping, his palm pressed against the natal jade seal of Kunlun Ruins, his eyes deep and serious. The pressure did not come from Donghua himself, but from the ancient aura surging deep in the Azure Sea and Azure Spirit, which faintly touched the bloodline of the ancient war god in his body, and even gave rise to a faint sense of submission.

Yao Guang was startled upon hearing this and turned to look at Mo Yuan: "Mo Yuan, your bloodline is descended from the Father God, yet you can sense the pressure of your bloodline? Could this Azure Sea and Azure Spirit be hiding some ancient secret?"

Donghua raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the direction of the surging sea of ​​clouds and the Azure Sea. A slight ripple finally appeared in his usually indifferent eyes: "What is hidden there, I have not investigated in detail. However, this place was originally the source of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth at the time of creation. Today's anomaly is probably just the return of the spiritual veins to their rightful place."

Before the words were finished, a golden light suddenly shot out from the direction of the Azure Sea and the Spiritual Realm, piercing straight through the heavens. The spiritual energy of the four seas and eight wastelands surged wildly along with that golden light, even causing the Lingxiao Palace in the Ninth Heaven to tremble slightly. The jade seal in Mo Yuan's palm suddenly became hot, and the pressure in his bloodline became even clearer. He said in a deep voice, "It's not that the spiritual veins have returned to their place, but that something has awakened. That aura is even stronger than that of an ancient god."

Donghua paused, the sword tassel at his fingertips emitting a clear ring. He rose and looked at the Azure Sea and Azure Spirit shrouded in golden light, a faint smile playing on his lips, carrying a hint of languid arrogance and an undeniable majesty: "So you've awakened. Since it's my territory, it belongs to me. Good, lest the whole world forget that this Azure Sea and Azure Spirit has never been solely the place where my origins are hidden."

Looking at the expressions of the two, Yao Guang became increasingly puzzled. The tremor continued, and even she, a goddess, felt her heart sink. From the depths of the Azure Sea and the Spirit Realm, a low dragon's roar seemed to slowly drift across the myriad clouds.

"This voice... why does it sound so childish?" Yao Guang frowned and looked into the depths of the golden light of the Azure Sea and Spirit. The faint dragon roar was clear and melodious, but it carried a hint of childishness, which was completely inconsistent with the oppressive aura that had shaken the eight wastelands just now. She was full of doubts.

"Don't let Donghua fool you, you lot." Jiaojiao smiled and leaned closer to Donghua's arm, lightly touching the golden light with her fingertips. Her eyes were filled with a gentle smile, and she saw through everyone's confusion at a glance.

Yao Guang was taken aback upon hearing this, and then, seeing Jiao Jiao's smiling face, she immediately realized what had happened and glared at Dong Hua, saying, "Dong Hua, you old fox, you tricked me again?" Just now, she was pondering ancient secrets with Mo Yuan, only to be outsmarted by this emperor.

Mo Yuan's eyes flickered slightly as he looked down at the still slightly warm natal jade seal in his palm. The source of that bloodline pressure was due to this reason.

“It is a nine-clawed golden dragon, and its bloodline is indeed higher than that of Mo Yuan’s black dragon.” Jiao Jiao raised her eyes and looked at the small figure in the golden light with gentle eyes. She explained softly, “It is the Heavenly Emperor that Dong Hua and I nurtured with our merits.”

As soon as the words were spoken, the golden light of the Azure Sea and the Spirit suddenly disappeared, and a small golden dragon with a body of gilded gold and distinct scales and claws flapped its wings and flew out. The dragon's horns still had a pinkish curve. When it flew to Donghua and Jiaojiao, it gently rubbed against Jiaojiao's fingertips, and a childish dragon roar rang out again, which even had a bit of a coquettish meaning.

Donghua raised his hand and gently rubbed the little golden dragon's head with his fingertips. His usually indifferent eyes softened a bit, and his tone still carried a sense of matter-of-fact: "The Eight Desolations need a Heavenly Emperor with a pure and upright lineage, who will be nurtured by merit and take the form of a golden dragon, and is fit to suppress the fortune of this world."

Mo Yuan gazed at the nine-clawed golden dragon, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, before nodding: "Such bloodline is indeed worthy of the position of Heavenly Emperor." Although the Black Dragon bloodline is revered, it is far inferior to this unique nine-clawed golden dragon since the beginning of time. The bloodline pressure just now was the submission of the origin of heaven and earth.

Yao Guang looked at the charming little golden dragon with its own supreme aura, and then glanced at Donghua and Jiaojiao with their gentle eyes and brows, and couldn't help but laugh: "They've kept it well hidden, actually using their merits to nurture such a little guy. From now on, the Eight Desolations will have an owner."

The little golden dragon seemed to understand her words. It shook its gilded tail and flew above the sea of ​​clouds. Its small body unfolded, and although it was still young, it had a majestic aura that looked down upon the four seas and eight wastelands. A faint dragon might spread out. This time, it was no longer a tremor that shook the heavens and the earth, but a gentle yet unquestionable protection that covered the entire four seas and eight wastelands.