Shaohao watched the red dragon leave. The figure of the giant dragon rising in the sky was the scene where the oldest totem mural in the world came into reality.
The blood jade-like shadow disappeared into the sea of clouds, and he returned to her palace with Tiannu Ba.
Then, he will leave the earthly world and go to the distant and unknown heaven. No one can predict what will happen in the heaven where all the gods have been slaughtered, not even the dragon king who is already immortal and undefeated in the praise of the world.
Make sure you come back alive.
If Shaohao's life is about to come to an end and his energy and blood are declining, and he knows that his heir will do well after losing him in this world, he will choose to follow Lord Long to the sky like his father to see what is hidden there.
What kind of secret is it holding?
But not now.
He is in his prime, and although this is his most powerful moment, it is also the time when the world needs him most. The stability of today's peaceful and prosperous age is entirely based on his existence, and his descendants have not yet grown up.
Among all the younger generation, what Shaohao values the most is not his children. Even though the world thinks that every one of his children is very outstanding, such as the Jumang of the Spring God, the Bridge Builder, the Spread of the Divine Bow, and Shaohao.
Each of his sons is unique and talented.
But these children are not as good as Zhuanxu.
In fact, when Shaohao met Zhuanxu in Xuanyuan City, he immediately connected the decisive, intelligent, and kind-hearted young man in front of him with his younger brother Changyi. There was almost no similarity between the father and son. Zhuanxu was more like him.
Grandfather Huangdi Xuanyuan, there are even some shadows belonging to him, Shaohao.
For his younger brother to give birth to such a child, it has to be said that fate has played a trick on people. The child of the most useless second son of the Yellow Emperor is the true successor of the Yellow Emperor.
So he often took Zhuanxu with him and taught him personally.
Zhuanxu lived up to expectations and was extremely capable. Even his most irritable sons were convinced of Zhuanxu's abilities.
When bidding farewell to Chi Long, Shaohao couldn't help but think that if Zhuan Xu grew up faster, he would have the opportunity to pursue the truth with Chi Long.
Every time he thought about being able to kill Tianqiong, Shaohao's blood was boiling.
He's eager for this fight.
It is not because he carries the law of gold that he becomes like this, but because of this, he can carry the law of gold, which symbolizes the way of ultimate killing.
All weapons in the world come from this.
All the killing in the world comes from this.
The most noble things in the world also come from this.
Shaohao was sitting in the palace made of silver, staring up at the sea of clouds where the red dragon disappeared, in trance.
"Bai Emperor!" Shaohao heard someone calling him outside the palace.
It's Zhuanxu.
He waved to Zhuanxu, called Zhuanxu to his side, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhuanxu lowered his head slightly, "I heard that the Dragon Lord was coming, and I wanted to come and have a look. Unfortunately, by chance, I just entered the palace and saw the dragon's shadow soaring into the sky and rushing straight into the sea of clouds, and then rushed to the north."
Shaohao smiled and said, "To most people, the Dragon Lord is even more distant than the emperor. Why are you interested in that Dragon Lord?"
"I met him as a child."
"When I was a child..." Shaohao was a little surprised. Zhuanxu was now over a thousand years old. He was not the young people in the clan. If it was Zhuanxu's childhood, it could be traced back to a long time ago.
"The Battle of Zhuolu?" Shaohao asked, "Have you seen him in the Battle of Zhuolu?"
Zhuanxu nodded.
"But in the Battle of Zhuolu, there was only Yinglong, not him. Do you think if such a being really appeared in Zhuolu Plain, he would do nothing?" Shaohao shook his head, not thinking that Chilong appeared in Zhuolu at that time.
In the Battle of the Deer.
"That's why I wanted to take another look at the appearance of the Dragon Lord. I think I saw it right back then. When the Jiuli people attacked Jishui, it was this Dragon Lord that I saw in Xuanyuan City. But I don't know what happened after that.
What happened? This Dragon Lord didn’t appear, but the ancient god Yinglong appeared instead.”
Shaohao fell into deep thought.
In the underground bronze hall of the central palace, his father told him many stories about Chilong, but they did not tell about the Battle of Zhuolu. He would naturally think that Chilong had never been to the Battle of Zhuolu because that war was decided.
The winners and losers are Xuannv and Yinglong.
Since Huangdi said that Chilong never came to the Battle of Zhuolu, why did Zhuanxu see him in Xuanyuan City?
Shaohao seemed to know something. If Zhuan Xu saw it correctly, it was that Huangdi had concealed something about the Red Dragon from him.
These things probably involved a lot, so his father didn't tell anyone, not even him.
what is it then?
Is it possible that Yinglong and Chilong are the same?
…………
A blue lamp illuminates the profile of the goddess Ba.
The desert is cold and dead under the night, but because of her presence, a huge palace vaguely emerges from where she stands, as if there is a layer of white gauze between the palace and the world.
The blue sea of fire ignited the place, and the goddess Ba looked at the red dragon under the night sky.
This is her father's old friend.
A creature that has been walking in the ancient times and has never stopped.
Looking at his sinuous figure and stretched scales, you can imagine a picture that only belongs to the ancient times. In the picture, people build a high city, there are great wizards singing in a low voice, and there are the ideas of the two most powerful emperors of that era.
The battles stirred up the times and sparked sparks.
She waved to Chilong.
Say goodbye quietly.
The illusory palace enveloped her from behind and swallowed her up.
Li Xi'an sent the goddess Ba back to Mobei.
See the mirage palace hidden in the yellow sand.
The story told by later generations had not yet begun, so how could one imagine that he had already fallen into it.
I wanted to be a spectator and watch the rise and fall of the world over the years.
But in such a torrent, no one can be a qualified spectator, especially a guy like him. He has reached out to the past more than once, imprinting his past creatures in history.
Goddess Ba will die at some point in the future.
Li Xi'an didn't know whether she died slowly at the end of her life like the Yellow Emperor, or whether an unimaginable enemy appeared in the world later and could kill the goddess Ba who possessed the law.
He had already warned the goddess Ba to be careful about the existence of certain things, and told about the filth and corpses in the sky.
No matter how much more, he couldn't discuss it.
Li Xi'an didn't know any more than the creatures of this era. What blinded their sight was just the difference between a big drum and a small drum.
The yellow sand blew away Li Xi'an's gaze.
He turned around, his burly and huge body hovering over the desert, turned around, and left here along some kind of trace.
In the yellow sand palace, the goddess Ba lowered her head and watched the flowers in her hands quickly wither until they turned into dust.
She knew that the dragon king had left.
…………
In the Taihang Mountains, under the murals, ripples appeared again, and the door to heaven was pushed open again.
This time, when the door was opened, blood spilled out and soaked the hem of Li Xi'an's clothes.