Chapter 680 Reconstruction Work

In the vast and boundless void turbulence, the four dragon islands have completely converged into one. The four islands that were once separate have perfectly merged into one enormous ancient dragon island that spans the void, quietly floating amidst the churning turbulence.

The halo at the junction of the islands had not yet dissipated, and the outline, which seemed to have been a unified whole since the beginning of time, exuded a heavy primordial aura in the dark void.

"Om-"

A deep hum came from the depths of the giant island, initially as faint as a wisp of smoke, but in an instant it rolled like thunder, spreading along the island's veins to every inch of land.

Immediately afterwards, a dragon's roar that could shatter gold and split rocks suddenly exploded, soaring straight into the sky from the core of the ancient dragon island, rippling across the entire void.

The dragon's roar carried the majesty and vastness of the ancient dragon race, causing all the floating members of the ancient dragon race to tremble. The dormant dragon blood within their bodies spontaneously boiled and surged wildly along their blood vessels.

Just then, a purple, transparent phantom suddenly leaped out from the center of Ancient Dragon Island. Its enormous body blotted out the sky as soon as it appeared. It was none other than the phantom of an Ancient Void Dragon!

The dragon's horns were as rugged as ancient sacred mountains, and its scales shimmered with a purple-gold luster in the void. Although it was not a physical entity, it exuded a power that could shake the universe.

The phantom of the dragon roared in the void, its roar causing the surrounding turbulent currents to pause, as if announcing that the dragon, which had been sleeping for thousands of years, had awakened.

The phantom dragon raised its head slightly, its gaze sweeping over the land that carried the hopes of its people. Then it stretched its body and began to circle the newly born Ancient Dragon Island.

One circle, two circles, three circles... Each rotation made the dragon's might in the void more solid, and even the raging spatial turbulence subconsciously retreated a few points.

As it completed its final circle, it let out another long, drawn-out dragon roar, as if blessing the newborn race, or announcing the return of the ancient dragon island to heaven and earth.

As the dragon's roar subsided, ripples began to spread across the purple dragon's body. The massive dragon transformed into countless purple light particles, which fell like a shower of stars. These light particles did not dissipate; instead, they slowly gathered and spread in the void, eventually forming a pale purple void barrier that completely enveloped the entire Ancient Dragon Island.

Ancient dragon patterns flowed across the surface of the barrier, completely isolating it from the turbulent spatial currents outside, allowing this giant island, which carried the hopes of the ancient dragon race's revival, to find a safe haven in the perilous void.

The moment the barrier took shape, all members of the Ancient Dragon Clan clearly felt that the spatial compression from the void turbulence had completely disappeared, replaced by a sense of belonging and peace derived from their bloodline.

As they gazed at the purple barrier protecting their entire clan, and then at the slender figure still standing tall in the void at the center of the barrier, their awe and faith burned even brighter.

The silence in the void was suddenly shattered, and deafening cheers erupted like a tsunami. Countless members of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan gazed at the purple barrier protecting their entire clan, and at the newly formed Ancient Dragon Island beneath it, their excitement and awe almost tangible.
"Long live the Dragon Emperor!"

"Reunion on Ancient Dragon Island! Our clan's revival is in sight!"

"Follow His Majesty the Dragon Emperor and spread the might of the Ancient Dragon of the Void!"

"The Ancient Dragon of the Void, may it never perish!"

The cheers surged in waves, causing the void barrier to tremble slightly. Every shout was filled with the ecstasy of the tribe's reunion and their hopes for the future.

Zi Yan stood in the void, listening to the boiling sound below, a very faint smile appeared on her lips, a smile that contained the relief of being relieved of a heavy burden, but it was fleeting.

The next moment, the gentleness between her brows faded, and the Dragon Emperor's majesty once again enveloped her like frost.

With a gentle wave of her hand, an invisible dragon's might suddenly spread out, suppressing all the noise like calm water ripples.

The deafening cheers just moments before ceased instantly. Tens of thousands of tribesmen fell silent, their eyes filled with awe as they gazed at the figure in the center of the void, even their breathing unconsciously becoming softer.

Zi Yan's voice was clear and steady, and it traveled through the dragon's might to the ears of every clansman: "The Four Dragon Islands have been reunited by me as the Ancient Dragon Island. From this day forward, you shall live and thrive on this island."

Her gaze swept across the faces of the various races below, her tone resolute and unwavering, "From this day forward, there will be no more distinctions of east, west, south, and north on Ancient Dragon Island! No matter which dragon island you came from before, you all share the bloodline of the Ancient Void Dragon. From now on, you will only have one identity: members of my Ancient Void Dragon Clan!"

"The allocation of residences and the arrangement of duties within the clan are all coordinated and directed by the elders. You must obey the elders' orders, perform your duties, and work together to safeguard the peace of Dragon Island."

As soon as she finished speaking, the void fell silent, with only the lingering echo of Zi Yan's command slowly reverberating within the barrier.

"I obey my orders!"

A deep, steady voice rang out from the front of the crowd. Zhu Li, dressed in a black robe with dragon patterns, floated out from the suspended ranks of his clansmen, stood below Zi Yan, and bowed respectfully and solemnly.
"Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor is wise. Your subordinate will immediately unite with the elders of all tribes to draft a list of settlements and responsibilities, and will certainly live up to Your Majesty's trust and ensure that the tribes are in good order."

Zi Yan nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over the elders and clansmen below who were fully prepared and waiting. The Dragon Emperor's majesty was now tempered with a touch of calm: "Go."

"Your subordinate takes his leave." Zhu Li bowed again, then turned to look at the elders behind him and began to quietly plan the follow-up matters.

In the void, although the people of various races no longer cheered, their eyes burned with a bright light. It was the hope of the races returning to unity, their faith in the new emperor, and their infinite expectations for the future of the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void.

After handing over the clan's affairs, Zi Yan swayed slightly, a faint ripple spreading across the void around her. The next moment, she disappeared from the spot, leaving only the lingering aura of the Dragon Emperor's majesty quietly permeating the void.

As for the members of the Ancient Dragon Clan below, they began to act in an orderly manner under the guidance of Zhu Li and the elders.

One after another, figures descended towards the ancient dragon island formed from the four dragon islands below, like birds returning to their nests.

When their feet truly touched the land of Ancient Dragon Island, all the tribesmen subconsciously stopped and looked down at the solid rock beneath their feet. It was a feeling of weight and grandeur more profound than any other Dragon Island they had ever been on, as if they were standing on the very foundation of their tribe's millennia-long history.

When the four Dragon Islands were separated, although they belonged to the same race, they were always separated by a distance in the void and an invisible barrier, and even the ground beneath their feet carried a sense of alienation and coolness.

But at this moment, as the veins of the four dragon islands merged beneath their feet, and as the ancient dragon energy seeped into their limbs and bones through the rock strata, an unprecedented sense of awe and belonging surged within them. The deep hum emanating from beneath the rock strata was like the heartbeat of their race, resonating with the boiling dragon blood within them. That close connection of blood was a feeling never before felt during the years of division.

Some people couldn't help but reach out and stroke the ancient tree beside them, while others bent down to pick up a piece of stone with dragon patterns, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

This is no longer the land of a single dragon island, but the home of the entire Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, the "One and Only Ancient Dragon Island" they have longed for for countless years.

Every inch of land beneath our feet tells a story of how difficult the reunion was, and it also carries the burning hope for the revival of our ethnic group.

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With the unification of the four Dragon Islands, the internal strife on Ancient Dragon Island finally came to a satisfactory end, and the dust of the turmoil settled.

Having experienced this upheaval, the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan urgently needs to reorganize its internal order. From resource allocation and the formulation of clan rules to the restructuring of the power structure, every single thing is related to the stability of the clan's future.

These complicated matters naturally fell to the shoulders of the clan's higher-ups, and Zi Yan, as the new Dragon Emperor, was the first to bear the brunt.

Although she still felt troubled by dealing with mountains of files and the demands and disputes of various ethnic groups, she would occasionally confide in Xiao Ling and complain about the trivial matters when she encountered a difficult problem.

But now, bearing the responsibility of the Dragon Emperor, the sense of leadership has long since overshadowed his youthful awkwardness.

Zi Yan also forcibly put away her usual carefree attitude and began to devote herself wholeheartedly to clan affairs. From reviewing the roster submitted by the elders in the early morning to discussing the development of the clan with Zhu Li and other senior ministers late at night, she did everything personally and dared not slack off in the slightest.

Fortunately, she was intelligent and willing to study the clan's rules and regulations. In addition, the elders, such as Zhuli, were always there to patiently assist her, reminding her of the proper way to handle clan disputes or helping her prioritize complex matters. With such hard work and collective wisdom, the order of Gulong Island was gradually getting back on track.

With the clan members properly settled and resources gradually allocated more rationally, even the estrangement caused by the previous internal strife is gradually dissolving. The entire Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan is steadily moving towards revival.

Although the clan affairs were numerous and complicated, the gains from this unification were as brilliant as the stars in the sky.

For the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, the greatest gain was the complete unification of the clan. The clan members who were once scattered across the three islands were all incorporated, and the fragmented clan was truly united into an iron fist. This centripetal force was far more precious than any treasure.

With the unification came the complete influx of resources accumulated over millennia by the three islands into Gulong Island.

It should be noted that among the four Dragon Islands, East Dragon Island was weak due to its long-term isolation, and its foundation was far less profound than that of the other three islands.

However, after this unification, the hidden treasures of the three islands—west, south, and north—were opened one by one, and countless rare and precious resources were gathered together. All kinds of natural treasures were piled up like mountains, and their quantity could only be described as "innumerable".

Faced with such a massive influx of resources, no one was more overjoyed than Xiao Ling. As a seasoned alchemist, these rare and precious natural treasures, seldom seen in the outside world and often described as extinct, were to him nothing less than priceless treasures.
Those rare medicinal herbs that Xiao Ling had never collected before were now all taken into his possession. He kept at least one of each kind, carefully categorized them, and stored them in his storage ring, gradually enriching his alchemy inventory for future use.

With such a vast amount of resources to support him, Xiao Ling immersed himself in alchemy research almost every day.

He repeatedly deduced the elixir formulas recorded in ancient books, attempting to integrate the unique characteristics of the dragon race's rare and precious medicinal materials. Although he wasted a lot of rare medicinal materials in the process, he successfully improved several elixir formulas with amazing effects.

Among them are "Dragon Blood Regeneration Pills" that can quickly repair physical injuries, or "Reverse Scale Breakthrough Pills" that help the ancient dragon race break through realm barriers. Any one of them would be enough to make any member of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan envious.

Through these continuous attempts and breakthroughs, his alchemy skills have steadily improved, his fire control has become increasingly sophisticated, and his control over the medicinal properties has reached a level of perfection.

Of course, having received so many benefits from Ancient Dragon Island, Xiao Ling wouldn't take them for nothing. Although given his relationship with Zi Yan, even if he took all the resources, Zi Yan would never complain, Xiao Ling insisted on repaying her with elixirs.

Thus, such a scene could often be seen on Ancient Dragon Island: within a certain barrier, thunderous energy surged, purple-gold flames leaped in the void, and a rich medicinal fragrance mixed with dragon energy permeated the air, drawing frequent glances from the surrounding clansmen.
Every few days, batches of piping hot high-grade pills would be produced, either handed over to the elders to distribute to the recovered warriors or given to clansmen who needed to break through, becoming the greatest help for the clan to recover its vitality.

Amidst the rumbling thunder and the wafting fragrance of medicine, coupled with the bustling sounds of resettlement and construction on Dragon Island, the entire ancient Dragon Island exudes a sense of vitality and thriving warmth, as if it had survived a catastrophe.

In this busy yet orderly atmosphere, a month passed by quietly like sand slipping through one's fingers.

Zi Yan continued to bury herself in clan affairs every day, personally handling everything from finalizing the clan roster to repairing the Dragon Island defensive formation. Her composure grew with each passing day.

As usual, Xiao Ling handed over the newly refined batches of pills, including "Dragon Essence Pills" to consolidate his cultivation level and "Spirit Marrow Pills" to nourish young dragons, to Zhu Li. The elders then distributed them precisely to the clan members who needed them, making it an indispensable part of the daily operation of Ancient Dragon Island.

However, on this day, the peace was quietly shattered.

Just as Xiao Ling was adjusting the new pill formula in the temporarily created alchemy barrier, and Zi Yan was reviewing the latest resource allocation list in the Dragon Palace, a rapid dragon roar suddenly came from the edge of the Ancient Dragon Island. The roar carried a clear warning and instantly pierced through layers of void, alarming the entire Dragon Island.

Instantly, countless gazes followed the source of the warning and turned towards the barrier at the edge of Ancient Dragon Island.

The Dragon Armor Army guards stationed at the entrance of the barrier reacted quickly, instantly gripping the dragon-patterned longswords at their waists, their sharp eyes locking onto the two slender figures that had just appeared outside the barrier.

Two women stood silently outside the barrier.

On the left is a person wearing a plain white long dress, the hem of which flutters gently in the breeze. Her long, snow-white hair cascades down to her waist like a waterfall, her skin is as white as snow, and her temperament is as cold and aloof as jade under the moon.

The other person beside her had long, light blue hair casually tied up, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks. Her purple and white dress accentuated her slender figure, and her eyes and brows held a lively quality.

Although the two individuals differed in appearance and temperament, they both exuded an unfamiliar aura not belonging to the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void. Separated by a purple barrier, they silently gazed upon Dragon Island, their identities unclear—friend or foe. (End of Chapter)