Return to the Dragon Lord

The Ancestral Dragon Monument has been silent for thousands of years. The sound of the tide returning to the ruins has also disappeared for thousands of years. It wasn't until the ancestral sacrifice ceremony of the Yanhuang tribe in the Eastern Wasteland that Li Xuanchen awakened to the bloodline of the golden dragon. The nine monuments chime in unison, and the shadow of the dragon shines in the sky. Everyone in the Yanhuang clan thought that the royal family's fortune had finally recovered. But when Li Xuanchen awakened his bloodline, he saw another picture. Beyond the boundaries of mountains and seas, black shadows encroach on the sky. Deep in the black eye of the sea, the broken door is loosening. A voice came from the end of the long night: The mountains and seas have declined. The seal will break. The long night is coming to an end. On the same night, something happened in Kunlun, stars fell from the Yao Pond, Bodhi lamps flickered, ancient tombs of ferocious beasts cracked open, and a blood moon hung high at the border of the black and white witch tribes. All visions point to a name that has been covered in dust. Return to the ruins. And the oldest ancestral precepts of the Yanhuang tribe also came to light in front of Li Xuanchen again on this night. The dragon's blood is revived, and the ruins will be opened.