226 Tests of the Ancestral Dragon

Zhong Yue inhaled a deep breath of air, rays flashed in his eyes and he marched into the ancient temple as he mumbled, "Prove that I'm worthy of the ancestral blood of the Fuxi Celestial Race? Alright then, I'll prove it to you, that no matter what race my opponents are of, they are all poultry in my eyes, weak and powerless!"

"Not only does the most noble divine blood flow in my body, but I've also inherited the proudest achievements of the Heavenly Monarchs of my race, their indomitable spirit!"

He raised his head and looked around. The dragon gods were soaring in the sky, solemn and dignified, while beneath them was the old and ancient temple that shimmered with an aureate glow; it would be where the treasures were held!

Zhong Yue strode forward, as fast as a meteor as he walked towards the ancient golden temple.