Rebirth of Fantasy God

Looking at the body of Zulong who was still hanging on the God-killing Spear after he fell unconscious, Wang Yan was thinking about how to deal with it. Suddenly, a light flashed among the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls still hanging on Zulong's wrist, and a little dragon emerged. The little dragon looked at the unconscious Zulong, and a look of worry appeared on his childish face.

Perhaps Zulong's appearance was too shocking to Xiaolong. Slowly, the childishness on Xiaolong's face was replaced by toughness, and Xiaolong's face seemed to be much more mature.

The little dragon lowered his dragon head in the direction of Wang Yan, opened his huge dragon mouth, and a childish voice came out from it: "Your Majesty, I am the 999th son of my father. When I was born, my mother was ambushed by other prehistoric races, resulting in congenital deficiencies since birth. Before that, my father had been nurtured in the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls. Now my father has been defeated by you. Before he fainted, he also said that the dragon race surrendered to the human race. Considering that my father has become your subordinate, can you let me take my father back to the clan to recuperate?"

Wang Yan looked at Xiaolong, who was not knocked down by the accident but was well-organized and polite despite the sudden change. He did not feel disgusted. After thinking for a while, Wang Yan asked Xiaolong, "What's your name? I hurt your father like this, don't you hate me?"

Xiaolong looked at Wang Yan, his face full of nervousness. He paused for a moment before cautiously saying, "Your Majesty, my name is Long Baimo. You just asked me if I hate you or not. If I said I don't hate you, I would be deceiving you. However, we in the Dragon Clan believe in respecting the strong and admitting defeat. Not to mention that my father lost to Your Majesty because he was not as skilled as others, I, Long Baimo, also thank Your Majesty for showing mercy."

Wang Yan felt that this scene was very similar to a joke he had seen a long time ago. The joke was about you having an irreconcilable enemy. You practiced hard for many years and finally became powerful enough to kill the entire family of your enemy. But when you left your enemy's house, you carefully discovered that there was a fish that had escaped the net in a secret place. The only surviving child in the enemy's family was hiding there. At this moment, do you suddenly have a brainwave and choose to let this eight or nine-year-old child go, or are you cold-blooded and ruthless and cut the root of the problem?

Soon, Wang Yan came back to his senses from this nonsensical thought. He knew that the situation he was facing now was different from that choice. One was that Zulong was still alive, but seriously injured, and the hatred between the dragon clan and the human race was not that great.

The second reason is that Wang Yan himself has no intention of exterminating the entire dragon clan, and reality does not allow him to do so. One is that after the end of the prehistoric catastrophe, the eight alien races may invade at any time, and he needs to unite all the creatures in the prehistoric world to face them. Another is that with Wang Yan's current cultivation level, he cannot afford the karmic backlash brought about by exterminating a race.

Wang Yan looked at Long Baimo who was nervously waiting for his reply. It seemed that his lack of answer had caused great psychological pressure on the other party. At this moment, Long Baimo's face looked a little pale.

Wang Yan didn't have the bad taste to tease the child. He said, "Okay, but you must hand over the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls of your dragon clan first."

When Long Baimo heard Wang Yan's request, a trace of confusion flashed across his face, but when he saw Zulong still hanging on Wang Yan's God-killing Spear, he gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yes, sir."

Wang Yan waved the God-killing Spear in his hand, and the Ancestral Dragon hanging on it was thrown towards Long Baimo. At the same time, Wang Yan waved his hand, and the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls broke away from the Ancestral Dragon's wrist and flew towards Wang Yan. Wang Yan flipped his hand, and the imperial seal appeared instantly.

As soon as the imperial seal appeared, it rushed straight towards the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls as if it saw delicious food. The thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls began to tremble, as if they were very afraid of the imperial seal. However, Zulong was unconscious, and before he fell unconscious, Zulong had already reported to the heaven that the dragon clan would be a vassal of the human race, so Wang Yan could also control the dragon clan's magic weapon.

Under Wang Yan's control, the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls could only tremble like a little white rabbit tied up and unable to move, waiting for the tiger of the Imperial Seal to approach with bad intentions.

The imperial seal soon flew to the side of the thirty-six Dinghai Pearls. A faint light first appeared on the seal, and then the light became brighter. The thirty-six Dinghai Pearls, which were illuminated by the light emitted by the seal, also began to emit little light. Then the light emitted from the thirty-six Dinghai Pearls became more and more, and finally it was like a glowing scarf, with one end connected to the thirty-six Dinghai Pearls and the other end connected to the imperial seal.

Shi Qilin, who had been silently watching the changes on the field, opened his mouth in shock. Everything that happened now made him realize that a big clan becoming a vassal of another big clan was completely different from a big clan conquering a small clan. The imperial seal actually suppressed the luck of the dragon clan by extracting the thirty-six Dinghai Shenzhu. This situation never happened when the Qilin clan conquered those ordinary prehistoric races before.

As more and more dragon luck was integrated into the human luck, mysterious lines began to emerge on the originally warm jade surface of the imperial seal that suppressed the human luck. The lines became more and more, and the lines that emerged slowly connected together. Finally, these lines connected into a whole, forming a lifelike giant dragon that was entwined around the body of the imperial seal.

After all the strange phenomena on the Imperial Seal calmed down, the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls flew back to Long Baimo's hands. At the same time, Wang Yan's voice rang out: "After the first calamity is over, there will be an even greater battle. This magic weapon will be lent to the dragon clan for use. By then, the dragon clan will also be the main force in defending against the enemy."

Long Baimo stretched out his hand in disbelief to catch the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls that flew back. He could not have imagined that the magic weapon of his clan could return to his hands.

As soon as the Dinghai Divine Pearl returned to the excited Long Baimo's hands, Long Baimo's eyes widened with shock, because at that moment he could no longer sense any trace of the dragon clan's luck from the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls, but as a member of the dragon clan, he could clearly feel that the dragon clan's luck had not disappeared, but had instead increased slightly.

At this moment, it seemed that it was the benefit brought by the increase in luck. The seriously injured and unconscious Zulong slowly opened his eyes, looked weakly at Long Baimo, and then looked at the imperial seal in Wang Yan's hand, especially the lifelike giant dragon image on the seal. With his own eyes, he naturally guessed the development of the matter quickly. Zulong's eyes were complicated, and he wanted to speak but couldn't say anything because of his serious injuries.

Wang Yan also saw the awakened Zulong. He admired Zulong's final persistence. He said calmly: "As long as the dragon clan does not betray, I promise that the dragon clan can always be as glorious as it is now and manage the billions of waters in the prehistoric world on behalf of the human race."

The Ancestral King looked at Long Baimo, his eyes moved slightly. Long Baimo received the message from the Ancestral Dragon, and transformed into the Ancestral Dragon's mouthpiece. He stepped forward and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, our clan leader is too seriously injured and requests to return to our clan land to recuperate. All of us in the Dragon Clan are willing to obey the orders of the Human King and help the Ancestral Dragon."

Hearing this, Wang Yan looked at Zulong, and Zulong also looked at Wang Yan. Wang Yan and Zulong's eyes met, and he found that these eyes were very similar to those of a powerful person who was forced to step down and become a leisurely rich man, with eyes full of loneliness as a king.

Wang Yan could understand Zulong’s mentality. If he had failed in the battle with Zulong, he might have become disheartened and stayed in the human race’s territory, no longer caring about worldly affairs.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Yan saw that Zulong was indeed seriously injured because of the previous competition. It would be impossible for him to recover without ten thousand years, so he agreed: "Okay, but you only have five thousand years to recuperate. When the time is up, Zulong must come to serve our human race."

Originally, Zulong guessed that he should be able to rest for a few years, but Wang Yan agreed to let him rest for a full five thousand years. He was a little excited and blinked at Long Baimo who had been paying attention to him. After receiving Zulong's signal, Long Baimo once again acted as Zulong's mouthpiece: "Your Majesty, I will do as you command."

Wang Yan waved at Long Baimo, indicating that he could take Zulong away and return to the dragon clan’s territory to recuperate.