"Holy crap, it’s really possible!"

Immediately, a large clamor erupted around them.

Normally, these Celestial-level Creatures are all very aloof, but at this moment, they all seemed like they’ve never seen the world before.

It’s no wonder they displayed such behavior.

After all, that’s a Marvel, a rarity throughout the entire Alliance. Those who possess a Marvel treasure it deeply, afraid that others might discover they have such an item, and then be killed for it.

This has led to the Marvels being incredibly scarce out in the open.

But recently, the whole trading market suddenly saw an influx of over ten billion worth of Marvels, scaring a large group of people into fits.

Many thought the Alliance was planning some grand move or initiative.

Now they suddenly realized that those Marvels seemed as if they were mass-produced, and looked very much artificially made.

At this moment, after witnessing Yang Yuan craft a Marvel with his own hands, they all came to realize that it wasn’t some grand move by the Alliance, but rather something this guy made!

Everyone was shocked.

Yang Yuan ignored those stunned individuals and instead looked with satisfaction at the stunned Ao Wuming in front of him. When this guy first came ashore, he brought a massive amount of gifts that stunned both himself and Zhao Jiayan.

Now, seeing the other party equally stunned by him, he was extremely pleased.

Heh heh, although your Dragon Race is wildly rich, I’m not far behind now. The Marvels I can make with ease could buy your entire Dragon Race. Scared?

He smiled and patted Ao Wuming on the shoulder: "This dragon scale can help heal that trifling origin injury."

Saying this, he looked up in a certain direction.

Over there, a creature whose aura far exceeded the Heaven’s Limit stood, smiling at him.

It was a youth with long black hair draping over his shoulders, looking like he was from the Human Race.

The mere presence of this figure caused the surrounding space to warp.

Curiously, that terrifying aura didn’t leak out in the slightest.

So much so that the surrounding Celestial-level Creatures didn’t notice anything at all.

Even he didn’t pay much attention—had the other not deliberately let him notice, he might have missed it.

"Would you care to come over for a chat?"

At this moment, the youth spoke.

Yang Yuan nodded, and with a thought, he flew directly over to the youth.

Meanwhile, Ao Wuming suddenly realized he hadn’t even given any payment yet.

Such a valuable item, and the other party simply gave it to him just like that?!

He felt like the dragon scale in his hand weighed more than the entire world.

After all, it’s reputed to heal any injury.

As long as the injury can be classified as a trauma, it can be healed!!

Although there’s a level cap, any creature below level 91 can recover, but beyond level 91, it loses its effect.

Yet, even with this limitation, for him, and for the majority of Celestial-level Creatures, it’s like there are no limits at all.

This... is practically countless lives!

With this thing, he could storm into battlefields without a care for his own life.

As long as he wasn’t killed in one strike by an enemy, in theory, he could recover indefinitely and quickly.

However—

Now that so many people knew he possessed this item, he was gravely worried about being ambushed.

Just as expected, when Ao Wuming turned around, he saw all those predator creatures eyeing him with redness in their eyes.

If it weren’t the Alliance Headquarters here, these guys might have already made a move!

His scalp tingled, and he felt like this item in his hand was a burning hot potato.

Thinking of this, he contacted his father without hesitation.

Previously scared witless by Yang Yuan’s methods, he almost forgot his father had already become a Demon God.

He was now a dragon with a Demon God parent looking out for him!

...

After flying tens of thousands of kilometers, Yang Yuan suddenly felt like he’d entered an independent space.

The surroundings transformed abruptly, shifting from densely packed buildings to an otherworldly paradise.

Ancient trees loomed everywhere, jubilant flowers in full bloom.

"Is this an Illusion Realm or some kind of Array Space?"

He wondered cautiously, ready to activate the Door of Arbitrariness to escape at a moment’s notice.

After all, it was his first encounter with the Demon God Level creatures of the Alliance, and one should always be cautious.

Within this space, on a mountaintop miles away, the human youth he saw earlier sat by a stone table, smiling at him.

"Care for a chat?" The youth spoke.

Yang Yuan nodded and immediately flew over.

After all, he was already here.

Moreover, he wasn’t really that apprehensive of Demon God creatures anymore. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Soon, he reached the mountaintop and sat opposite the youth.

"Yang Yuan, correct."

The youth said, and though phrased as a question, his tone was quite certain, showing he’d already been aware of Yang Yuan’s presence.

"I’m Zhao Tianya, the current Alliance Leader. You can call me Old Zhao, or Alliance Leader Zhao." The youth known as Zhao Tianya said.

Zhao Tianya?

Zhao?

Yang Yuan thought for a moment and asked: "I once heard that the master of Creation Continent has the surname Zhao. Are you..."

Across from him, Zhao Tianya smiled slightly: "Since you know this, I won’t waste my breath. The Creation Continent was originally a private domain of my Zhao clan. Every other race here appeared after the Zhao clan. Even other members of the Human Race are either branches that split from my clan or those stripped of the Zhao surname after committing a fault."

Yang Yuan was slightly astonished in his heart.

The Creation Continent, so vast as to use light-years as units, was merely a private domain for the Zhao clan?

Just how powerful was the Zhao clan in the past?