Senior Yan Long truly dared to do anything; he had even moved the entire city of Beijing here. He just wondered if there was a... But before he could ask, Long Yi spoke, "Let's go straight to the main square. All Dragon Clan members are waiting for the Dragon God to arrive!"

With a sigh, Chen Feng deeply admired Yan Long’s audacity and followed the Great Elder Long Yi as they flew. While admiring him, a question rose in his heart: even if Yan Long loved his homeland this much, was it necessary to remodel the entire Dragon Domain like this? A different realm was a different realm; it had nothing to do with China. To go to such trouble to accomplish this, did he have some other objective or a particularly special reason? Remodeling the Dragon Domain to resemble a Chinese city, and having the core disciples of the Dragon Clan adopt forms resembling the Huaxia Divine Dragon—did this suggest some kind of hidden connection? There must be one, otherwise no one would waste this much effort! Chen Feng thought to himself secretly.

After flying for more than ten minutes, the group spotted the "Beijing City." It was far smaller than the real Beijing, but the central square was actually broader than Tiananmen Square. The square was packed with an enormous crowd, dense and numbering at least a hundred thousand, divided into four formations. At the very front was a contingent wearing bright, fire-red armor, numbering about five thousand—the Inner Circle disciples. Following them were the Outer Circle disciples: the first contingent with fifteen thousand, the second with thirty thousand, and the third reaching a staggering fifty thousand!

The few landed on the city wall overlooking the square, observing the formations below, which resembled a military parade—the aura was magnificent. "Great Elder... I should go down now!" Luo Bo stood rooted to the spot, completely flustered, his face tense. As a Third Contingent disciple, it was no wonder he felt uneasy facing such a grand display. "Mm, go down," the Great Elder replied. Without Yan Long, the Great Elder managed the affairs of the Dragon Clan; therefore, everyone looked to him for guidance. Luo Bo hastily descended from the tower. Long Yi turned to Chen Feng, bowed, and said, "Lord Dragon God, these are the combat formations of our Dragon Domain, the elite of our Dragon Clan."

Chen Feng nodded and then looked upon the formation of over a hundred thousand people, feeling an intense pressure wash over him. The Dragon Clan's formation of a hundred thousand men, none of whom had cultivation below the Ninth Level Dou Zun, naturally created an overwhelming, boundless momentum when gathered together. This momentum unconsciously projected infinite coercion onto the person standing directly in front of them.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, clenched his fists until his palms sweated, and held his body rigid like a javelin to resist the pressure. He knew these Dragon Clan disciples weren't intentionally trying to make things difficult for him; it was the combined effect of their powerful wills manifesting this phenomenon. Of course, he also knew that if he couldn't even withstand this much, commanding respect within the Dragon Domain would be impossible later on. Even if the Dragon Clan was united and strictly hierarchical, lack of strength would still earn contempt. It was like in his past life, in ancient times, when the theory of divine mandate for emperors was as massive as a mountain; even a dissolute King Zhou was looked down upon and resisted! To gain the acknowledgment of these Dragon Clan members, he first had to pass their test! But this test was certainly not easy to pass. What kind of crushing pressure would a gathering of a hundred thousand experts, each equal to a Ninth Level Dou Zun, generate? Unless one experienced it firsthand, no one could truly know. An ordinary person stepping onto a stage to address hundreds or thousands of onlookers would feel panicked; how much more so facing the fiercely determined will of one hundred thousand Dragon Clan warriors! Chen Feng currently felt like a lone skiff in a torrential flood, in danger of capsizing at any moment. Cold sweat trickled down his spine, soaking his clothes.

The Great Elder Long Yi watched Chen Feng's performance and secretly nodded. Although he seemed to be struggling excessively under the pressure, considering his own cultivation was only at the Third Level Dou Zun, to endure this much pressure was already commendable! Even he might not be able to handle it much better. With this thought, he stepped forward and waved his hand. An invisible wall of air seemed to materialize before Chen Feng, blocking the pressure from reaching him. "With the Dragon God's return, our Dragon Clan, which has been hidden in the Dragon Domain for ten thousand years, can finally hold our heads high!" His deep voice resonated through the air, perfectly synchronized with his unique dragon roar, audible clearly everywhere in the square. The more than one hundred thousand people simultaneously saluted and roared in unison: "The Dragon God returns, revitalize the Dragon Clan!" The sound exploded in the air like thunder, rolling back and forth, as if the entire Dragon Domain trembled under this unified shout.

Chen Feng had psychologically prepared for the Dragon Clan's might, but he was still profoundly shocked. Feeling the tsunami-like roar, Chen Feng’s ears buzzed, and his face paled slightly. He knew this was the second test of the Dragon Clan formation. The previous pressure had been blocked by the Great Elder, which might have already caused dissatisfaction among many clansmen. Now, in their shouting, many were adding their dragon roars. Tens of thousands of dragon roars converged on Chen Feng, a powerful sonic attack that felt like it was shredding his very spirit. "Boss..." Little Tiger, who shared a spiritual link with him, immediately sensed his abnormality.

Long Yi saw Chen Feng's condition and felt a flicker of worry. Just as he was about to step in and shield him from the pressure, he saw Chen Feng raise a hand, signaling him to stop. "I'll do it myself..." Before Chen Feng came to the Dragon Domain, the Great Elder had subtly implied that the Dragon Clan, as the foremost of the Four Divine Beasts, placed extremely high importance on strength. Without power, gaining prestige was impossible. These formations were not intentionally attacking him, but merely displaying their deterrent force. If he couldn't resist this deterrence with his own strength, his title of "Lord Dragon God" would be nothing more than a mere decoration later on. How could a lucky inheritor of past glory command admiration?

Stopping Long Yi, Chen Feng closed his eyes slightly. Although his mind still throbbed with agonizing pain, his heart was filled with resolve. He slowly let his Domain Power leak outward slightly, forming a faint protective membrane around his body. "I can definitely endure this!" Chen Feng gritted his teeth secretly, rigidly bearing the pressure of a hundred thousand voices yelling, enduring the needle-like pain in his mind, his body unmoving. "Boom!" Suddenly, a sound like a massive thunderclap echoed in his mind. Under the immense pressure, the "Divine Mansion of Light" within his Domain underwent a strange transformation! The crystal sphere within the "Divine Mansion of Light" began frantically absorbing a powerful surge of energy at this moment. This energy was the same strange power that had caused his spiritual power to evolve when he was on the ship! And it was far purer and richer than that previous energy! If the previous energy was a mere stream, this energy could absolutely be called a surging torrent, incomparable to the past! This energy gathered within the crystal sphere, instantly filling every part of his Domain, even seeping into his skin and blood, merging with him. Under the inundation of this energy, Chen Feng's previously agonizing nerves transformed into a feeling of comfort. In an instant, his spiritual perception began to undergo intense changes under the nourishment of this energy! ............................................. "What is happening to the Lord Dragon God..." The Great Elder Long Yi worried. Such trials were normal for the Dragon Clan, but his mistake was not telling them that the Lord only possessed the cultivation of a Third Level Dou Zun, all in an effort to enhance the Lord Dragon God's prestige! The strength of a Third Level Dou Zun was simply too low. Forget the current roar of celebration; if he hadn't personally intervened against the initial pressure of attention, Chen Feng wouldn't have withstood it at all. Long Yi smiled wryly. The Lord Dragon God had just arrived in the clan, and the others had already subjected him to such a severe test. If he failed to endure it, how could he ever establish himself in the Dragon Domain? But asking a Third Level Dou Zun to withstand such ferocious pressure from the masses was too much to ask! "No, the Lord Dragon God cannot be harmed! At worst, I'll announce to the clansmen that the Lord's current level is only Third Level Dou Zun and that they shouldn't test him so harshly..." Long Yi made up his mind and was about to order the formations to cease their roaring when he heard Little Tiger’s excited voice from the side. "Why is there light coming from the Boss? What is that?" Long Yi hurriedly looked toward Chen Feng and saw a scene he would never forget.

Streams of pure white light erupted from Chen Feng's body, like radiant beams, enveloping him in an invisible halo. Surrounded by the halo, Chen Feng's feet slowly lifted off the ground, and he began to float gently above the square. Suddenly, the light on his body changed rapidly, accompanied by a sharp crackling sound that tore through the air, forming a shimmering, five-clawed golden dragon in the void above his head! "Roar..."

A mighty dragon roar swept down from the sky, instantly silencing the collective shout of the hundred thousand people, making it vanish without a trace! One golden dragon's roar shattered the cry of ten thousand men! "It is the manifestation of the Dragon God..." The Dragon Clan disciples in the square ceased their shouting, looking as if they had gone mad. The once perfectly aligned formations began to show slight disorder, and every eye was filled with shock. "Swish..."

Then, a single, unified sound echoed: every single Dragon Clan disciple immediately bowed to the ground, kneeling in worship towards Chen Feng and the golden dragon in the sky. No one in their eyes regarded the young man who looked so young anymore. He was the Lord Dragon God, a powerful entity capable of leading the Dragon Clan out of the Dragon Domain! The Great Elder and the others on the city wall also bowed down simultaneously, tears welling up in their eyes. "Dragon God, you have finally returned to the Dragon Domain. Our ten thousand years of hardship were not in vain..." Several elders murmured with clasped hands, filled with devotion. The Great Elder, bowed to the ground, looked at Chen Feng, who was flying amidst the golden dragon in the sky, and for the first time felt such profound admiration for someone. How could a cultivator at the Third Level Dou Zun manage to utilize the power of faith to summon such a five-clawed golden dragon? How... how did he achieve this? At this moment, Chen Feng conquered the hearts of everyone in the Dragon Clan purely through his own prowess! PS: I have something urgent and need to leave. I'll be back late, so I won't say much more; I need to keep writing... (To be continued. To find out what happens next, please log on to www**com for more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!) First published