Chapter 549: Chapter 423: Sea King’s Commentary (4k)

And those truly competing for the title of champion at the Sea King Festival are many Dragon Offspring clad in the Three-Clawed King’s Divine Robe.

Leading them, of course, are Xuan Chou and Xuan An, two Dragon Princes of Primordial Spirit Level.

These two are dressed in Four-Clawed Royal Divine Robes, followed by Bai Shuang, the Fifth Crown Prince Xuan Zhen, the Sixth Crown Prince Xuan Gu, the Ninth Young Master Xuan Luo, the Tenth Crown Prince Xuan Shang... 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

In addition to the Dragon Crown Princes of the Qingping Sea Dragon Palace’s main line, there are also other branch line Dragon Offspring.

However, the most striking is still a graceful Dragon Maiden in azure robes.

Zhang Jian learned from the discussions of numerous cultivators nearby that this Dragon Maiden is called Xuan Rao.

She is a Dragon Maiden of Primordial Spirit Level.

In the Qingping Sea Dragon Palace, she is a living legend.

The Qingping Dragon Monarch and Dragon Mother first ascended the high platform.

On top of the grand sacrificial platform, there stood a magnificent stone wall relief, the relief appearing in a profound golden color, with a grand dragon silhouette coiling on the stone wall, seemingly occupying the vast earth and sky.

It is entirely rendered in profound golden color.

The relief exudes a primordial, desolate aura, as if it is a treasure left from ancient times.

The Qingping Dragon Monarch and Dragon Mother both wore solemn expressions, and after the couple burned the Qing Ci before the massive Profound Gold Dragon totem, several tens of Dragon Race Elders stepped forward to worship heaven and report to the ancestors.

Many of these Dragon Race Elders carried the Water God Position and Divine Position, and their bodies were surrounded by vast Divine Power.

Being True Dragons, they were naturally Divine Beasts, having attained immortality, akin to deities.

Moreover, with powerful Water Divine Power augmenting them, the mere presence of dozens of Dragon Race Elders in front of the platform could awe people, even without listening to their deep, majestic ancestral prayers, simply by feeling the vast Divine Power emanating from them.

Zhang Jian took this scene in.

As the Dragon Race Elders completed the ritual, they retreated to the side one by one.

At this moment, the Qingping Dragon Monarch again stepped to the forefront.

His gaze swept over the high-tier cultivators who came to observe the ceremony, and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he loudly proclaimed.

"Please, Dragon Offspring, come forward, present the sacrificial items, and pay homage to the ancestors of our Dragon Race!"

Upon hearing this, several dozen Dragon Offspring, according to the rules, each stepped onto the central altar in order of their rank and status.

At this moment, each person held a golden disc covered with red cloth, with spiritual light circulating or divine charm hidden inside, obviously extraordinary items.

The Qingping Dragon Monarch watched this scene with a hint of satisfaction on his face, and then he called out loudly.

"First bow, the offspring bow to the heavens, asking the heavens to protect the flourishing of our True Dragon Race, with kinsmen spread across the sky and earth!"

As his voice fell, numerous Dragon Offspring bowed one after another.

Bai Shuang stood in the first row, second only to the Dragon Crown Prince Xuan Chou and the Third Crown Prince Xuan An, in the third position.

At this time, she gently bowed, placing the golden disc in front of her.

"Second bow, the Dragon Offspring bow to the Ancestral Dragon, asking the Ancestral Dragon to protect the glory of our race!"

"Third bow, the Qingping Sea Dragon Race bows to the ancestors, wishing the ancestors to enjoy the offerings, hoping for the everlasting legacy of the True Dragon Lineage!"

As the Dragon Offspring bowed three times.

Only then did the Qingping Dragon Monarch turn around and bow respectfully to the relief.

"Please, Sea King, reveal yourself and enjoy the offerings!"

As he bowed.

Buzzing, buzzing!!

A seemingly primordial Dragon’s Roar echoed from the depths of the void.

At this moment, the profound golden color relief began to emit a hazy brilliance, as if it truly came alive from the relief.

A profound golden dragon silhouette soared into the sky, as if racing out from the river of ages, transforming instantly into a hundred-zhang profound golden Azure Dragon moving above the grand sacrificial platform.

The magnificent profound golden light illuminated every inch of the void.

A layer of primordial Divine Power flowed forth, making every cultivator below feel a heaviness in their hearts, as if they were a lone skiff amidst the turbulent seas, about to capsize at any moment under this vast primordial Divine Power.

Zhang Jian’s eyes gazed forward, faintly seeing a great Divine Power within, a power far surpassing his observational limits, vast as if formed by the Path of Heaven and Earth.

"Tier Five Immortal Treasure!"

Perceiving the mighty power deep within this divine light, his heart secretly trembled.

This Immortal Treasure had a very unique aura, with vast, primordial Divine Power, likely belonging to an Original Divine Dao Treasure.

"I just wonder what the true form of this Tier Five Immortal Treasure is?"

Zhang Jian glanced around.

He noticed that not only he, but many high-tier cultivators from the major powers associated with the Immortal Sect Dao Lineages present all wore peculiar expressions.

Clearly, they were immensely shocked.

This was a blatant display of strength.

Yet this kind of display proved to be highly effective.

At the very least, many high-tier cultivators present, who had attained the Primordial Spirit, now bore serious expressions.

In the future, when considering striking against the Dragons and Water Race Cultivators of the Qingping Sea Dragon Palace, they would have to ponder whether they could withstand an attack from a Tier Five Immortal Treasure.

Meanwhile, on the altar, as the magnificent profound golden dragon silhouette manifested, the red cloth in the hands of the Dragon Race cultivators flew off.

Their prepared offerings now revealed their true form.

Among them, the gifts prepared by Xuan Chou, Xuan An, and that Dragon Maiden Xuan Rao glittered the most brightly.

At this moment, a lazy, lively voice echoed from the void.

"Yo, three hundred years have passed, and there are quite a few more participants in this ancestral rite this time, Xuan Cheng, job well done!"