Chapter 3263: 3263 Chapter 3263: The Ancestor Dragon is Still Far from Reviving Passing through the entrance, they officially entered the dragon race’s ancestral grounds. The primitive aura was even stronger here. Little Mei seemed somewhat uncomfortable, her brows constantly furrowed with a serious expression. Lin Moyu guessed that this primitive aura might be the atmosphere from that prehistoric era. He felt the primitive aura contained a powerful force that seemed to fuse various Great Daos. However, this was just speculation, nothing certain. After entering the ancestral grounds, all members of the dragon race became serious. Long Wei spoke less, and the atmosphere grew solemn. Long Wei led everyone forward in the ancestral grounds. In the distance seemed to be a tall mountain, hidden in clouds and mist, not very clear to see. The surroundings were extremely quiet. Besides a faint wind, the loudest sound was everyone’s footsteps. The elders who had formed the formation to open the ancestral grounds had not transformed back into human form, maintaining their true dragon bodies. Then Long Wei and the others also transformed into their true bodies one by one, becoming huge divine dragons advancing through the ancestral grounds. Only Lin Moyu and Little Mei remained in human form, the odd ones out. Long Wei’s pace gradually quickened. Little Mei started to have trouble keeping up. Lin Moyu summoned the Cloud-Piercing Sword for Little Mei to sit on, letting the sword carry her forward. The journey was very long. The vaguely visible mountain in the distance remained indistinct. It wasn’t until they had walked for nearly half a day that the mountain finally began to become clear. The sound of rushing water reached their ears. Lin Moyu saw a line of water falling from the sky through the clouds and mist, forming a majestic waterfall. However, this waterfall wasn’t flowing with water, but a golden-red liquid. The moment he saw the waterfall, Lin Moyu smelled an extremely strong scent of blood. This let Lin Moyu know that this golden-red liquid should be the ancestral blood. Little Mei’s brows furrowed even tighter, clearly not accustomed to this bloody smell. Lin Moyu transmitted, "Try to accept it. You’ll get used to it soon." Little Mei followed Lin Moyu’s words and tried to accept the bloody smell. Gradually, her brows relaxed and she no longer looked so uncomfortable. The bloody smell was indeed very strong, nauseating at first, but if one accepted it mentally, one could smell a strange fragrance within the bloody scent. The ancestral blood was fragrant. Lin Moyu had discovered this from the beginning, which is why he told Little Mei to accept it. From seeing the waterfall to walking up to it took quite some time. Below the waterfall was a huge lake. From the edge of the lake to the waterfall was about ten thousand meters. The entire lake was composed of ancestral blood. However, the lake also had distinct layers. From the edge to the core area where the waterfall was, the color of the blood in the lake varied in depth. The closer to the edge, the lighter the color of the blood, and naturally the weaker the power contained within. The dragons all knelt at the edge of the lake upon arrival. Their huge dragon eyes were full of reverence. They kowtowed towards the high mountain, then continuously let out dragon roars. The dragon roars were distant and vast, carrying their mourning, piercing through time to another space-time. Amidst the waves of dragon roars, the atmosphere became even more solemn. The dragon roars were extremely infectious. Even Little Mei felt an urge to kneel down and kowtow along with them. Lin Moyu looked at the mountain ten thousand meters away. Gradually, he discovered it wasn’t a mountain. "This is a dragon’s body!" Lin Moyu was slightly shocked as he finally saw some clues. The mountain before his eyes wasn’t a mountain at all, but the body of a dead dragon. To be precise, it should be part of a dragon’s body. This dragon was incredibly huge. Just part of its body was enough to form a mountain, and its blood flowed to form a lake that hadn’t dried up for countless years. Then, Lin Moyu discovered another issue. Within the dragon blood forming the waterfall, there was actually still a trace of vitality. This also meant that this dragon wasn’t completely dead yet. It was dead, but still retained a slim possibility of revival, though the possibility was extremely small. After a round of kowtowing, Long Wei returned to human form and said in a low voice, "Elder Lin, you should have discovered it too, right?" Lin Moyu roughly knew what Long Wei meant, "Did this trace of vitality exist from the beginning?" Long Wei gazed at the lake, "It existed from the beginning, but wasn’t as strong as it is now." The current strength was only relative to its former weakness. In Lin Moyu’s view, with the current strength of vitality, it was still very far from truly reviving. If the path to revival was seen as ten thousand steps long, now only the first step had been taken. There were still 9,999 steps of the journey ahead. Though he understood this in his heart, Lin Moyu wouldn’t say it. After all, he couldn’t shatter others’ beliefs. He could already guess the whole process. This lake before him came from the dragon ancestor. The dragon ancestor died, but didn’t die completely. Its ancestral blood flowed endlessly, forming the lake. The dragon race descendants worshipped again and again, hoping the dragon ancestor could revive. Over countless years, the vitality had strengthened somewhat, but was still far from true revival. Why the dragon ancestor died was likely eight or nine parts related to that great calamity back then. Lin Moyu couldn’t help but think of the matter Long Sheng wanted to ask of him. Could it be to help revive the dragon race’s ancestor? To be honest, Lin Moyu knew he didn’t have that ability currently. Long Wei said, "Though the ancestor dragon died, its true spirit didn’t perish. It flows in all our bloodlines. Perhaps one day in the future, the ancestor dragon may return." "But we also know that all of this depends on fate. It’s not so easy for the ancestor dragon to come back to life." "Not just the ancestor dragon, but as far as I know, the various ancestors of the beast race actually all left behind contingencies, aiming to return to the world." "They were all once powerful Great Dao realm beings, with abilities beyond our imagination. Since they all chose to do this, it must be possible. This is also why we’ve been able to maintain hope all these years." Long Wei spoke sincerely. Lin Moyu naturally understood, "The Great Dao always leaves a thread of life. Perhaps in the future, the ancestor dragon will truly have a chance to return to the world." Long Wei nodded, "We all think so. Not just us striving, but those seniors beyond the sky are also waiting." She glanced at the sky, as if trying to see the Great Dao beyond. At this time, Long Sheng came over, "Clan Leader, we can go bathe in the ancestral blood now." Long Wei made a sound of acknowledgment, then said to Lin Moyu, "Elder Lin can enter the lake to bathe in the ancestral blood. The closer to the blood waterfall, the stronger the power of the ancestral blood. Once beyond your limit, it will be harmful instead. Please be careful, Elder Lin." "I’ll be careful!" Lin Moyu looked at Little Mei, "You be careful too." Little Mei nodded vigorously, "Don’t worry, Teacher. Little Mei won’t overdo it." Long Wei said, "Don’t worry, Elder Lin. We will look after Miss Little Mei well. We absolutely won’t let anything happen to her." At this time, some dragon race elders had already entered the lake, heading towards the blood waterfall. As people entered, the blood lake began to boil, the entire lake bubbling as if it had been heated. Vast power surged from the lake. This power was very strange, containing the power of the Great Dao, constantly drilling into the bodies of the dragon race elders, strengthening their bloodlines. For the dragon race, bloodline was most important. As long as their bloodline was strong enough, they could raise their cultivation just by sleeping, without needing to cultivate deliberately. Lin Moyu also walked into the blood lake. A surge of power immediately rushed in, and dragon roars sounded in his ears.