Lightning transforms into a dragon, the dragon has five claws, with its body covered in colorful dragon scales, and between the tips of its claws, golden lightning flickers.

The Jingchuan Dragon rises from Jing Mountain, bringing torrential rain wherever it passes.

Should an ordinary person look up, they would only see glimpses of its scales and claws within the clouds.

"The Big Dragon is hiding."

Yun Ziliang no longer had the downcast look of the past. He tapped the ground with his toes, soaring ten zhang into the air, almost reaching the "well mouth" of the stone room,

The lightning dragon dove towards Yun Ziliang’s clothes, and its enormous body of several hundred zhang transformed into a golden dragon pattern about a foot long, moving around on Lao Yun’s Daoist robe.

"So this is what it means to hide the dragon within one’s body?"

Zhou Xuan, seeing this, recalled the "Ancestor Crow Cloud Pattern" on the incense fire Taoist’s Daoist robe.

The incense fire Taoist’s methods were also from the Taoist sect, albeit different from Yun Ziliang’s Tangkou, yet they shared similarities in their Taoist techniques.

"Where are the nine dragons of Yellow Field Prefecture?"

After the Jingshan Dragon entered Yun Ziliang’s robe, he did not stop summoning the big dragon.

Having once been a Dragon Seeking Grandmaster skilled in the Nine Incenses, he naturally didn’t hide just one big dragon within him.

With Yun Ziliang’s call, in the largest Water Fort under Yellow Field Prefecture, suddenly wind and clouds surged, and a giant vortex spun in the water domain.

Within the vortex, a coffin covered in black paint floated out, colliding back and forth in the strong undercurrent.

The undercurrent had its own strength, and the coffin’s collisions added another force; when these two forces met, they twisted into one, lifting the coffin’s lid.

Inside the coffin lay a person dressed in a dark dragon robe.

The clothes were luxurious, with an imperial bearing, the body seemingly preserved specially, the skin tone similar to a living person, the face looking very rosy. If not lying in a coffin, at a glance one might think he was a living person peacefully asleep.

That person in the dark dragon robe seemed to sense some sort of call, his lips slightly parted, and a golden light emerged from his body, surging into the heavens,

Upon closer inspection, it was also a golden dragon, albeit weaker in form and dignified demeanor compared to the Jingshan Dragon.

"Yellow Field Prefecture, in ancient times, was called Imperial City. Time has passed, and after multiple relocations of the capital by Jing Country, Yellow Field Prefecture has now become a City of Banditry."

"But heritage is heritage. Beneath Yellow Field Prefecture’s many Water Forts lie the tombs of former emperors, long buried beneath the silt of Huangyuan Water Area, now ready to see daylight again."

Yun Ziliang excels at dragon seeking, but he is different from other Dragon Seeking Heavenly Masters.

Most Dragon Seeking Heavenly Masters searched for Feng Shui treasures and excellent caves, while Yun Ziliang proposed "the essence of dragon seeking is seeking people."

He sought people more than dragons.

"The ancient kings of yore, each person was surrounded by Dragon Qi. Though dead for a thousand years, their Dragon Qi remains undispersed. At nineteen, I traveled all over Yellow Field Prefecture, found nine ancient king coffins. Today, with the ancient king dragons entering my body, let people in the martial world see what a Dragon Seeking Heavenly Master truly is."

Yun Ziliang’s words grew increasingly domineering,

and many Water Forts in Yellow Origin showed whirlpools and ancient king coffins one after another.

One by one, the ancient king dragons broke through the clouds, falling onto Yun Ziliang’s Daoist robe,

the nine ancient king dragons, on the robe, constantly jostled for the top spot. Being big dragons, their nature was somewhat arrogant; they wanted to be at the forefront, unwilling to remain beneath others.

But the nine ancient kings had been gone for a thousand years, their Dragon Qi had dissipated a little, their hard strength unable to overpower the Jingshan Dragon. When the Jingshan Dragon roared, the ancient king dragons had to coil beneath its shadow on the robe.

After a brief contest, the ten dragons’ victory and defeat were decided, and the cloud pattern on Yun Ziliang’s robe settled into appearance—with the nine ancient king dragons bowing like stars encircling the moon, their heads slightly lowered, elevating the Jingshan Dragon high.

"Ten big dragons, hidden within oneself, the Jingshan Dragon’s strong and fierce, while the nine ancient king dragons excel at controlling the human mind, Xuanzi, let’s head to the Earth Abyss."

Yun Ziliang landed on the ground, his long hair flowing, and with his renewed body, he appeared younger—since coming to the Zhou Family’s Jingyi Shop, it was his first time exuding such an immortal aura.

"Lao Yun, just with these ten hidden dragons, will it be enough to win? How many incense levels are you at now?"

"Eight, hoping for nine."

Yun Ziliang smiled and said, "Just a sliver away from nine incenses, but with ten dragons here, I can compensate for my incense fire level. No matter how formidable the figures beneath the Earth Abyss may be, I’ll ensure your easy advance and retreat, no problem."

"Since that’s the case, why not summon a few more dragons?"

"Dragon Seeking Sensing Sect, hiding the dragon within oneself. At my peak, I had thirteen hidden dragons; now, three dragons have vanished without trace, I’ve lost contact, and it will take some time to reclaim them."

Yun Ziliang said, "At this moment, I have only these ten dragons to aid in battle."

"I can lend you two."

Zhou Xuan’s words were casual, as if lending dragons was like lending money, an old friend chatting for a few words, then lending the notes from his wallet.

Yun Ziliang knew what Zhou Xuan was thinking, quickly shook his head, and said, "I know which two dragons you mean. The Mingjiang Ancestor Dragon and the East Market Dragon God, both are Ancestor Dragon class. If I hide dragons within myself, they would not be content to enter my Daoist robe."

"They would want to enter my skin, to become something like a tattoo."

Yun Ziliang patted his chest and said, "This body just repaired by the Red Ginseng Child, I don’t want to have it ruined by those two Ancestor Dragons."