The golden light of the colored five-clawed divine dragon roared once more before circling in the air, and with a flick of its golden head, it instantly plunged into Chen Feng's body.

An eye for an eye.

Although the Dragon Clan phalanxes meant no harm, Chen Feng was unwilling to undergo such forced trials. If he didn't display some prowess now, these trials would likely continue in the future!

With this thought, Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes, a sacred aura emanating from him. A powerful, gale-like pressure swept across every corner of the Dragon Domain.

This pressure seemed to defy the limits of imagination, instilling a sense of primal terror even in the heart of the Great Elder.

Under this oppressive might, the hundred thousand disciples prostrating in the plaza shook uncontrollably, their bodies trembling like sieves.

Before this power, every soul quivered, and every person felt instantaneously insignificant—as if a humble ant beholding Mount Everest, a deep, desperate sense of powerlessness rising within their core!

"The might of the Divine Dragon! This is the true might of the Divine Dragon!" the Great Elder roared in a frenzy.

The Four Great Divine Beasts each possess unique characteristics: the Blazing Dragon boasts immense power, the Phoenix is the embodiment of immortality, and the Jade Beast [Note: Assuming '' implies a comparison or standard set by a Jade Beast, though the full context of the Jade Beast is missing here, the structure is maintained] must meet this standard!

Chen Feng hadn't expected that merely speaking a few sentences in Chinese would send all the Dragon Clan disciples into a state of frenzy.

The three Elders exchanged glances, their eyes reflecting shock and awe.

The Blazing Dragon Secret Tome was entirely inscribed in 'Dragon Language,' and while the Dragon Clan members understood the script, many of the characters' meanings remained obscure. If even one phrase in such profound scriptures was misinterpreted, it could lead to a cascading failure of understanding.

Thus, despite possessing the Secret Tome, no one had managed to cultivate the supreme path of magic and achieve the Divine Dragon Body.

Originally, the Elders assumed that even if this youth inherited the Blazing Dragon bloodline, he would require decades of systematic study of the 'Dragon Language.' They never imagined he could speak it, and moreover, speak it with the exact fluency of a true Blazing Dragon!

They knew precisely how difficult the 'Dragon Language' was to master; often, a single character represented multiple meanings. Without over ten years of constant study, achieving such pronunciation was virtually impossible.

They had already inquired about Chen Feng’s background from Xiaohu: he had entered the nine-story pagoda left by the Blazing Dragon three years prior, reportedly spending only three months inside. To speak the 'Dragon Language' this proficiently in just three months—how could this not leave them utterly stunned!

Those Elders had later visited the nine-story pagoda themselves, but regrettably, they couldn't even decipher the password on the outer door, let alone open the main gate.

Chen Feng spoke a few more phrases before flying down from the sky, landing slowly upon the city wall. As he touched down, he was met with cheers from everyone—cheers born of genuine admiration, entirely devoid of any previous sense of dissent...

………………………………………………………………………… "Lord Dragon God, please, allow us to escort you back to your quarters to rest. In three days, we will take you to the Dragon God Altar to begin the Blazing Dragon Secret Tome," Long Yi stepped forward to say.

Chen Feng nodded and followed him down the steps.

The layout of the residence indeed bore a striking resemblance to the Forbidden City, with rooms featuring sharply upturned eaves, wings appearing ready to soar, exuding an aura of rugged antiquity.

Xiaohu, clearly familiar with the route, hopped and skipped ahead, moving with none of the restraint expected of an eighth-tier Magical Beast.

"That phalanx just now—were many of them Saint Domain powerhouses?" Chen Feng asked, recalling the sight.

Long Yi replied, "The phalanx composed of the fifty inner disciples are all at the Saint Domain cultivation level. Even the first division has over sixty percent at the Saint Domain level. Coupled with the Saint Domain clansmen in the second and third divisions, it’s estimated that in that formation of a hundred thousand people, one-fifth of the disciples had reached the Saint Domain."

"Twenty thousand Saint Domain powerhouses..." Chen Feng sucked in a sharp breath.

Long Yi, noticing his astonishment, explained, "For ten thousand years, the people of the Dragon Domain have done little else besides searching for the Lord Dragon God or cultivating in seclusion. Inner disciples are only allowed out for experiential training once every millennium; virtually none have left otherwise. Furthermore, the Dragon Clan lifespan naturally exceeds ten thousand years, meaning almost none of the Saint Domain experts have perished. Naturally, their numbers accumulate."

Only upon reaching the Saint Domain could one's lifespan approach infinity. The primary constraint preventing humans from reaching the Saint Domain was longevity; with a ten-thousand-year lifespan available for cultivation, nearly anyone who wasn't mentally deficient would reach the Saint Domain.

However, this brought forth a question in Chen Feng’s mind: if the lifespan reached near infinity upon achieving the Saint Domain, then after tens of thousands of years of accumulation, there should be a far greater number of Saint Domain experts across the continent than currently observed. Why were there so few?

Chen Feng voiced his question.

Long Yi explained, "Every Saint Domain expert desires promotion to the God level. Given the high peril involved in tribulation crossing, many naturally wish to condense a Divine Spark and become gods. However, a Divine Spark only spontaneously forms once every thousand years within the Divine Spark Mountain in the middle of the sea. To achieve godhood, nearly all Saint Domain experts head to the Divine Spark Mountain to fight for the Spark, resulting in the death of perhaps eight or nine out of every ten Saint Domain experts during the ensuing battle!"

"Divine Spark Mountain?" Chen Feng heard this secret history for the first time.

"Yes. This mountain wasn't originally called the Divine Spark Mountain; it earned that name only after a Divine Spark began forming there every millennium," Long Yi clarified. "Saint Domain experts are the backbone of nearly every major power. Their fall often triggers widespread warfare among the great factions. Because of this, people on the continent refer to this period as the Millennium Turmoil. Our Dragon Clan members usually dispatch our most promising inner disciples to venture out for experience during this time."

"Millennium Turmoil..." Chen Feng murmured, suddenly recalling how Austin had mistaken him for a Dragon Clan disciple on his first journey. Could the millennium be up? Thinking of this, he asked, "How many years ago did the Divine Spark last appear on the Divine Spark Mountain?"

"Roughly a thousand years ago, counting from now," Long Yi calculated.

ps:: Busy all day today, feeling a bit tired, so this is only six thousand words. Apologies... (To be continued. For future developments, please log on to www**com for more chapters, support the author, and support legitimate reading!) First release