Chapter 11: The Dragon Clan Civilization

Three hundred years later.

The five-clawed dragon conquered the entire continent and returned to the Central Ancestor Dragon Mountain, founding a mighty celestial clan. It proclaimed itself the Ancestor Dragon, the progenitor of all dragons.

The Ancestor Dragon reigned supreme, lifting the Dragon Clan to its zenith. For a time, its dominance forced all races to bow in submission.

Unchecked by celestial or earthly forces, the Dragon Clan expanded rapidly. They absorbed the strengths of other races, compiling their own scriptures. The Dragon Clan was innately powerful—endowed with unmatched intelligence and Transcendent physiques. Even ordinary dragons could dominate regions after training. Their sole weakness lay in slow reproduction, resulting in few pureblood dragons. The core population remained small, forcing reliance on subspecies of dragons to control other races. Unlike purebloods, the subspecies multiplied freely. Over a thousand years, they occupied nine-tenths of the land, their presence felt in rivers and oceans. Yet pureblood dragons scorned them as inferior, fueling tensions.

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After three millennia of Dragon Clan civilization, the Ancestor Dragon perished.

The three-thousand-year-old five-clawed dragon finally succumbed to time’s decay.

The Ancestor Dragon’s death ignited long-simmering conflicts. Led by the Earth Dragon Clan and Flying Dragon Clan, five major subspecies rebelled, shattering the Dragon Clan’s supremacy overnight. The war engulfed the continent, dragging all races into chaos as they sided with either the pureblood dragons or the rising subspecies.

Twenty years of carnage followed, recorded as the War of the Five Clans.

With dwindling numbers, pureblood dragons retreated. The five rebellious subspecies abandoned Ancestor Dragon Mountain, returning to ancestral lands to establish their own clans. Each declared itself the true Dragon Clan, rejecting the five-clawed dragon’s legacy.

Thus began the Era of Six Clans.

“What is this?”

In the Earth Dragon Clan’s palace, the late Earth Dragon King Di Chong had left his thirteenth son, Di Ye. Born with purer dragon blood than any subspecies, Di Ye spearheaded the Five Clans’ rebellion. After claiming Ancestor Dragon Mountain’s power, he led his people to the Valley of Three Clans, founding the Earth Dragon Clan.

Even mighty kings fall.

None escape the cycle of life and death.

The Ancestor Dragon failed; so too would Di Ye. Aged and frail on his throne, he noticed peculiar changes in an ancestral stone. As death neared, the stone funneled strange energy into him, prolonging his life.

“This is…”

The power of immortality!

Di Ye’s heart pounded. He understood now how his ancestor evolved from a lowly earth dragon to a top subspecies ruler—this stone held the key. Had the Ancestor Dragon not ambushed his ancestor before dying, Di Chong might have seized Ancestor Dragon Mountain using the black stone.

But the Ancestor Dragon cleared obstacles for his heirs. Di Chong died, passing the stone to his successor, Di Ye.

Clutching the stone, Di Ye rose.

His vision shifted. A new sensation surged through him, overriding his aged body. He pinched the stone. Shadows seeped from its cracks, forming symbols he controlled like clan laws.

The power of law!

Remnants of the Ancient Era’s practices—loopholes in Zuo Meng’s world order.

*Boom!*

The law’s power silently cracked the stone hall. His palace collapsed, disintegrating into dust before hitting the ground.

“This isn’t totem magic—it’s Ancient Law!”

The name flashed unbidden in Di Ye’s mind.

“Hahaha! I, Di Ye, will unite the continent and surpass the Ancestor Dragon!” He laughed, drunk on the stone’s energy.

Beyond the realm

Zuo Meng frowned. The erased Ancient Law had resurfaced, mutated. He considered intervening but hesitated. This era’s turbulence taught him of World Will, destiny, and fortune.

“World-building is like house-building—flaws emerge.”

He noted the issue but let it unfold. How would this Sealed stone reshape the age?

Empowered by the black stone

Di Ye regained his prime. His ambition swelled. Mimicking the Ancestor Dragon, he subdued four other subspecies, crushed Ancestor Dragon Mountain, and crowned himself Second Dragon Emperor using Ancient Law.

He reformed the realm, replacing the old racial hierarchy with rule by the strong.

Eight centuries later

Di Ye erased the Ancestor Dragon’s legacy, rebuilding Ancestor Dragon Mountain with the era’s strongest. For three hundred years, they studied the waning stone’s secrets as Di Ye’s death loomed.

“What is this stone? My strength can’t scratch it,” marveled an ancient winged dragon.

They’d tried fire, water, blades, teeth, even blood sacrifices—nothing worked.

“Totem infusion might work. Their energies could share a source,” suggested an old dragon.

The half-day-old method showed faint promise.

“Gather all totems at Dragon Mountain! Disobeyers die!” Di Ye decreed. None dared refuse.

At the mountain’s peak

Di Ye stood at the cliff’s edge, staring into the abyss.

“What’s down there?”

A millennium ago, he’d glimpsed a colossal turtle—vast beyond comprehension.