The Crown Prince Xuan Chou, Third Crown Prince Xuan An, Fifth Crown Prince Xuan Zhen, Sixth Crown Prince Xuan Gu, Ninth Crown Prince Xuan Luo, Tenth Crown Prince Xuan Shang, along with the Dragon Maiden Xuan Rao, and other selected Dragon Descendants, totaling fourteen members of the Dragon Race, were chosen.
Those Dragon Offspring not selected appeared downcast, having to step down from the altar at this time.
Below the altar, fourteen others emerged, guided by Dragon Race Elders to ascend the altar and participate in the upcoming core ritual ceremony.
Bai Liying was among these fourteen.
She slowly walked up the high platform, arriving beside Bai Shuang.
Below, Zhang Jian noticed the Jin Ping Dragon Descendant next to the Canal Dragon Monarch also stepping forward, slowly arriving beside the Ninth Crown Prince Xuan Luo.
It seems this time the Canal Dragon Palace has also paid a price, thus securing a spot.
Besides the Jin Ping Dragon Descendant from the Canal Dragon Palace, the other thirteen, including Bai Liying, all possessed the bloodline of the Dragon Race.
Some hailed from Immortal Sect Dao Lineages, some from True Immortal Clans, others from various branches, Dragon Race Elders’ offspring, and even Water Mansion Demon Cultivators from the Cyan Carp Palace.
Using this opportunity, the Qingping Dragon Palace indeed built good relationships.
Other Immortal Sect Dao Lineages and various Dragon Race branches couldn’t help but acknowledge the favor of the Qingping Dragon Palace.
Once everyone gathered, the Qingping Dragon Monarch, Dragon Mother, focused on the twenty-eight individuals, particularly glancing at Bai Shuang and Bai Liying with a slight smile, then signaled for the numerous Water Race musicians around the altar to start playing music.
Ancient ceremonial sounds rang from the high platform, wild and primordial energy loomed.
Various vividly decorated totemic priests manifested from the void, ethereal sounds from the heavens cascaded, and the ancient sounds of the Celestial Dragon became audible.
This resounding celestial music washed over countless cultivators, clearing numerous distracting thoughts from deep within their Primordial Spirits.
"The Eight Celestial Dragon Sounds, a supreme secret technique of the Dragon Race, Qingping Dragon Palace is truly generous this time!"
Zhang Jian heard the slightly emotional voice of Wu Liang True Monarch nearby.
His eyes slightly shifted as he casually cast his divine sense to ask.
"Master Wuliang, didn’t the previous Sea King Festivals have these Eight Celestial Dragon Sounds?"
Wu Liang True Monarch, upon hearing this, looked over and said.
"Using the Eight Celestial Dragon Sounds almost only exists in legends; activating such a secret technique requires enormous resources!"
Pausing slightly, Wu Liang True Monarch felt a stirring within and said solemnly.
"Could it be that the Dragon Monarch discovered something unusual, and they are using the Eight Celestial Dragon Sounds to search for Demonic Cultivators?"
Zhang Jian, upon hearing this, thought quietly to himself.
This Eight Celestial Dragon Sounds is vast and powerful, containing the sound of the Celestial Dragon Vanquishing Demons within.
"Has this Qingping Dragon Monarch sensed something?"
Zhang Jian’s heart slightly sank within, and he became vigilant, though his keen divine sense did not detect anything unusual around the plaza.
As the Eight Celestial Dragon Sounds concluded, the core ritual ceremony finally began.
Amidst successive Dragon’s Roars, immortal sounds poured out from the reliefs, endless auspicious clouds and rays of light circulated within, and the hundred-zhang dragon shadow roamed, fostering clouds and mist.
In an instant, countless tiny azure divine lights emerged around it.
Within these countless azure divine lights, concentrated vitality and the essence of creation abounded.
"Rumble!!"
At this moment, it was as though countless ancient tsunamis resounded across the sky.
The numerous deities wielding Divine Dao Authority present could sense the power of the Qingping Sea Water Vein being mobilized, countless Water Spirit Essences converging, instantly forming into a giant azure Spirit Ball before the golden dragon shadow’s claws.
The overwhelming divine power felt, even by someone with the Sheji Emperor’s Authority like Zhang Jian, evoked a sense of terrifying threat.
Zhang Jian could sense that this was a First Layer Divine Immortal Technique, likely focusing on bestowing blessings, awakening bloodlines, or reversing creation to nourish in return.
He didn’t know the specific Immortal Technique yet.
But Zhang Jian soon learned the name of this Immortal Technique.
Beside him, a high-tier cultivator inquired a Dragon Race Elder with the same curiosity.
The imposing, red-robed Dragon Race Elder smiled and said.
"Fellow Daoists, this is the Tier Five Immortal Technique left by the initial Dragon Monarch in the Sea King’s legacy: Sea King’s Baptism. This technique can awaken the Ancestral Bloodline deep within our many Dragon Race friends, promoting bloodline atavism!"
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the numerous high-tier cultivators slightly brightened.
The benefits of bloodline atavism require no elaboration.
At the very least, it greatly purifies the bloodline, awakening more inherited memories from the depths of the bloodline. With good fortune, one or two divine techniques might awaken, like Xuan Chou’s awakening of an Innate Divine Technique mastered by an ancestor.
The luckiest were like the Third Crown Prince Xuan An, whose bloodline reverted three hundred years ago, transforming into the Nine Netherworld Li Dragon, and experiencing fundamental advancement.
At the very least, absorbing this vitality, turning creation into magical power, also raised one’s Dao Practice by a minor tier.
Countless blue lights formed a sphere overhead, the largest two occupying nearly forty percent of this azure sea, divided in two, descending into Bai Shuang and Bai Liying’s bodies.
The remaining sixty percent split into twenty-six portions, descending as streaks of light into the other twenty-six individuals.
In a split second, twenty-eight beams of light soared skyward.
Zhang Jian’s gaze directly locked onto Bai Shuang and Bai Liying, the sisters.
That magnificent azure brilliance merged into the sisters’ bodies, and within their bodies, a chill, an overbearing primordial aura was awakened, and a raw energy emerged within the icy blue pillar of light.