This surge of power rushing in was indescribably wonderful, a thrill that defied words.
It was like a shut-in who had spent decades indoors suddenly finding himself amidst the boundless wilderness of a forest...
Even many cultivation techniques he had previously not understood now felt perfectly clear to Ao Qing, as if instinctively grasped.
Very quickly, Ao Qing's eyes landed on the rewards he had just received.
"Dragon God's Codex": A top-tier Saint-level cultivation method, once practiced by the Chaos Beast — the Ancestral Dragon. When cultivated to the extreme, it allows one to evolve into a Twelve-Clawed Golden Dragon, commanding all dragonkind. Even Saints dare not confront its edge.
Just reading this made Ao Qing take in a deep breath.
As a fanboy from the 21st century who had seen his share of novels and anime, how could Ao Qing not know what a Saint-level cultivation method meant? What's more, this was a technique cultivated by the Chaos Beast, the Ancestral Dragon!
Back in the primordial age after Pangu split the heavens and earth, the Ancestral Dragon had led the dragon race to dominate the world of the Great Desolation, unmatched in might.
If he hadn't been plotted against by Saints — who fought like clams and let the fisherman win — his bloodline wouldn't have declined so steeply, leaving the Four Seas Dragon Clan in such a miserable state.
When the Ancestral Dragon took human form, he became a Twelve-Clawed Golden Dragon, his body stretching hundreds of thousands of meters — that kind of might was simply heaven-defying... far beyond the current East Sea Dragon King, who was merely a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon.
With this cultivation method, Ao Qing would eventually be able to cultivate all twelve claws. How could he not be thrilled? How could he not be excited?
Heart pounding with anticipation, Ao Qing looked further down.
Three thousand years of cultivation?!
Although this reward wasn't as heaven-defying as the "Dragon God's Codex", it was still an incredible gift.
He knew clearly what 3000 years of cultivation meant in this world — many divine immortals labored for thousands of years just to accumulate this.
And don't underestimate the importance of cultivation here. In this world, cultivation level and Dao attainment were everything. Those with deeper cultivation could easily suppress others with artifacts and laws.
That was one of the reasons why the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, though unrivaled in physical strength, still couldn't contend with many gods and demons — because despite his power, his Dao attainment was shallow and easily countered by others who had practiced far longer.
With just a casual wave of his hand, Ao Qing could now clearly feel how much stronger he had become from gaining those 3000 years.
Next, Ao Qing's gaze fell on the remaining rewards — especially the evolution points, which left him stunned.
"Evolution points? Not only can I evolve myself, but I can evolve others too?!"
Ao Qing froze.
Didn't this mean... he wouldn't just grow stronger himself, but could lead the entire Dragon Clan to power?
Imagine a scenario where even the shrimp and crab soldiers of the East Sea were at the Great Golden Immortal level — even the Jade Emperor would have to step aside!
After all, the rise of a race never depended on the strength of one individual alone — true power came from uplifting the whole species!
"Not bad... not bad at all!"
Ao Qing's heart burned with anticipation. He was curious — just how powerful were these evolution points? He decided to test one on himself first.
Worthy of being called a "system" — the moment he had the thought, a crisp prompt sounded in his ears:
"Would you like to use an evolution point on yourself?"
"Upon use, your cultivation will rise to the Golden Immortal realm, and you will evolve into a Six-Clawed Chaos Golden Qilin Dragon!"Dragon God's Codex" cultivation speed increased tenfold! All dragon clan loyalty +10%! All dragon clan cultivation speed +10%!"
Hearing this, Ao Qing was first stunned, then overjoyed. He didn't expect this evolution system to be so generous — and so ridiculously overpowered!
Not only did it immediately push his cultivation from the Taiyi Mysterious Immortal level to Golden Immortal, but it also evolved him from a Five-Clawed to a Six-Clawed Dragon. That wasn't just a leap in cultivation — it was a massive boost in combat capability!
And on top of that, it even boosted the entire Dragon Clan's stats...
This ability was broken.
Without hesitation, Ao Qing silently said "yes" in his heart.
In the next moment, a series of crisp prompts sounded:
"Congratulations! You have used 1 evolution point!"
"Your cultivation has risen to Golden Immortal!"
"You have evolved into a Six-Clawed Chaos Golden Qilin Dragon!"
"Your"Dragon God's Codex"cultivation speed has increased tenfold!"
"All dragon clan loyalty has increased by 10%! All dragon clan cultivation speed has increased by 10%!"
"Dragon clan reputation has increased by 1 point!"
As the notifications poured in, Ao Qing could clearly feel his understanding of martial arts and the Dao deepening again to a whole new level!
Though he hadn't transformed into his dragon form yet, he could feel the dragon blood surging in his veins — as if boiling with excitement!
What Ao Qing didn't realize was that while he was transforming, the seabed of the East Sea was trembling violently. Profound energy rippled from his body, sweeping in all directions...
Bound on the black pillar, the former East Sea Dragon King, Ao Guang, suddenly sensed something. His face twisted in shock.
"This—this... this is the aura of a Six-Clawed Golden Dragon!?"
As his voice fell, the nearby dragon elders who had been standing guard poked out their dragon heads, sensing the immense force.
Moments later, all were filled with awe and disbelief.
"This—this... it really is Six-Clawed Golden Dragon energy!"
"I never thought... in my lifetime, I'd feel this again!"
"Aaaahhh! This energy is too beautiful! Even our strongest Dragon King was only a Five-Clawed Dragon! And now a Six-Clawed has appeared... could this be the heavens blessing our race!?"
The elders burst into cheers, their faces ecstatic.
Back in the day, the Twelve-Clawed Ancestral Dragon ruled the Great Desolation, and since his fall, their race had declined with each generation — to the point where even the strongest today were only Five-Clawed Dragons.
Now, a Six-Clawed Dragon had been born. How could they not be shocked? How could they not be thrilled?
But in their excitement, none noticed that their own cultivation speeds were increasing rapidly. Even some bottlenecks that had plagued them for years now seemed... faintly ready to break through!