Supreme of the Heavenly Realm

In the Ancestor Dragon Pool.

When Ye Xuan regained consciousness, he found that the surroundings had already changed drastically.

He was no longer wrapped in that pool of water; instead, it was an ancient and desolate land, with the ground showing an ancient gray-black color, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Lifting his footsteps, Ye Xuan slowly walked in, the slight sound of his footsteps echoing quietly within this silent hall.

All around, gigantic dragon skeletons lay quietly; on these skeletons, there was not the slightest wave of vitality, yet you could still feel a shocking power surging, even after a millennium, these skeletons still were not to be underestimated.

"Is this inside the Ancestor Dragon Pool?"

Ye Xuan was somewhat surprised. He clearly remembered falling into the light rift below the Ancestor Dragon Pool, and below it, there was indeed another world.

"Ancestor Dragon Sacred Land."

The moment Ye Xuan entered this place, he also received information about it. This was the final sacred land of the Dragon Clan.

As Ye Xuan advanced, the color on those skeletons became increasingly profound. This discovery made Ye Xuan's heart skip a beat, and he immediately cast his burning gaze toward the deepest part. The next moment, his steps suddenly quickened, his figure sweeping past countless skeletons, and then abruptly stopping, his breathing starting to become heavy.

Ye Xuan halted his steps, his face carrying some shock as he gazed ahead, where eighteen massive skeletons lay, awe-inspiring.

These eighteen skeletons were not black in color, but a purplish-golden hue.

The purplish-golden light flowed over the eighteen skeletons. That golden light could not be erased even by the passage of time, and an indescribable majesty quietly radiated out, enveloping the entire sacred land.

"All of them are Ancient Dragons."

Ye Xuan's face turned horrified. The Ancient Dragon was known as the strongest bloodline of the Dragon Clan, and there were actually eighteen here?

Among the eighteen Ancient Dragons, eight had already lost their energy, leaving only empty shells. One seemed to have just had its energy absorbed, presumably the Ancient Dragon that had just flown towards him.

"If I absorbed the bloodline of multiple Ancient Dragons, I wonder what kind of changes would occur?"

The bloodline of one Ancient Dragon was already so powerful, let alone two.

With this thought, Ye Xuan flicked his finger, and a beam of light suddenly shot forth, piercing into one of the dragon skeletons.

However, as Ye Xuan's beam of light pierced through, there was no result. The skeleton still lay quietly, with no change on its body.

"Can't activate it?"

Ye Xuan knew his plan had fallen through. These Ancient Dragons could probably only be obtained by one person each, and someone like him, who had already been recognized by one Ancient Dragon, would not gain the power of a second Ancient Dragon.

As it was, even if Ye Xuan found this hidden sacred land, he would be unable to do anything.

"A wasted trip."

Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed, but just as he was about to leave, he suddenly caught sight of a ripple of terrifying pressure from the corner of his eye, not far from the eighteen skeletons.

"Huh? What's that?"

Ye Xuan's face changed slightly. There, in the space, was a series of small whirlpools, seemingly hiding something.

Not hesitating, Ye Xuan directly drew the Void Emperor Sword, forcibly tearing the space, then slipped through the rift.

Before his eyes, it was a small, dark space, and in that space, there was nothing else, only a huge dragon skeleton, tens of thousands of feet long, lying horizontally on the ground. Its bones were of a pure purplish-golden color, similar to that of Ancient Dragons but much purer.

As soon as Ye Xuan appeared in this space, he sensed his body suddenly sink, even his knees buckled slightly, and if he hadn't immediately steadied himself, he might have knelt on the ground.

But even so, it made Ye Xuan's heart tremble. This was a very familiar Dragon Clan pressure, but this time it was many times stronger than Ao Feng, and even surpassed the Dragon Clan elders he had sensed.

"Could this be... the Ancestor Dragon's skeleton?"

Ye Xuan looked incredulously at the massive skeleton before him. The owner of this skeleton was presumably the ancient Ancestor Dragon.

In ancient times, Ancestor Dragons were nearly invincible, even the ancient Three Emperors paled in comparison, for the Ancestor Dragon's existence was much older, and its power incomparable to the Three Emperors.

"Even the Ancient Dragon is merely a servant of the Ancestor Dragon."

Ye Xuan's eyes were filled with shock. An Ancient Dragon was already considered a super bloodline in the Dragon Clan, but compared to a true Ancestor Dragon, it was as distant as heaven and earth.

Ye Xuan estimated that the Ancestor Dragon's strength might have reached the level of a Fake God, and in the ancient times, the Ancestor Dragon could be termed as Supreme.

Even acquiring a sliver of the Ancestor Dragon's bloodline was a tremendous opportunity.

As Ye Xuan desperately resisted the astonishing pressure enveloping him, the enormous eyes of the Ancestor Dragon's skeleton suddenly gathered light, and that light shot into Ye Xuan's dark pupils. In that instant, it felt as if his mind was collapsing, dizziness surged, and he felt as if he were being drawn into some spacetime.

The dizziness quickly faded, but when Ye Xuan calmed his mind, he found the surrounding scene had changed drastically. It seemed to be an endless, vast wilderness, with ancient air rippling between heaven and earth.

In the boundless heavens and earth, only one person existed.

Ye Xuan's gaze locked onto that figure. Before he could ask, a faint voice suddenly echoed in this world, containing an indescribable mighty majesty, under which even heaven and earth seemed dimmer.

Ye Xuan raised his head in shock, recognizing that the man in the ancient yellow robe before him was none other than the renowned ancient Ancestor Dragon.

"Indeed, a Fake God."

For ordinary people, they would probably be speechless under this pressure. However, Ye Xuan was well-versed and naturally wouldn't be intimidated by such pressure.

A Fake God is the ultimate powerhouse that can be born in places like the Spirit Martial Continent. They have reached the peak level of a Martial Emperor, with Divine Power contained within them, and in places like the Spirit Martial Continent, they can already be considered a god. But from the perspective of the Heavenly Realm, this level of strength is far short, so it is only called a Fake God.

The man's appearance was extremely vague, seemingly shrouded in a thin mist, but sometimes his features could be clearly seen as a middle-aged man. The dignity between his brows, however, was heart-stopping. He looked extremely ordinary, seeming to have nothing peculiar about him.