Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 863 479: Slumber, Sea of World Root

"Truly terrifying!"
Overlooking the mountains, leaping across the rivers; the endless wall of fog still stretches beyond sight. Noah paused and exclaimed, immediately glancing at the father and son beside him,
"The Augustus family can migrate one of their bloodlines here."
Although this world greatly enticed Noah, the areas they had just traversed already held incredibly rich resources awaiting exploitation. However, it's unfortunate that this is a realm with an owner.
Mikhail, who lies dormant in the center of the land, is an indescribably terrifying presence. Astonishingly, his body contains a legacy from the Titans, yet such a being denies his epic status.
Logically, the Material World absolutely cannot tolerate such an existence. But what if the Material World was established extending from him as the source, and the world only exists as a foundation of his body?
Of course, this is merely a conjecture of Noah's. If this guess turns out to be true, it would be horrifying. Initially, Noah hadn't thought along these lines, but after seeing the area of the Divine Calamity Forest, he dared to have such bold ideas.
As for verifying such a conjecture, it's impossible now, just like what Mikhail once said. Even if he were to reveal his true form completely, Noah wouldn't comprehend or see through it at present.
Yet, even only seeing a part is enough to extinguish all of Noah's thoughts about this world. Naturally, Noah has no aspirations, but Augustus could have plans. A family with Titan Bloodline, once entering this world, would undeniably be favored.
Just look at Uranos; the lad is now thriving in this world, living quite smoothly. If the Augusto family were to migrate here, it would undeniably grow unimaginably strong.
"They can migrate a branch here, but can safety be assured?"
Tidel nodded, accepting Noah's suggestion, while also turning his gaze to Uranos beside him.
"As long as I exist for another day, the descendants of the Augustus family won't face any threats here."
"Hmm, even if you're absent, they shouldn't face threats."
Noah added a rather deflating remark on the side.
"..."
Under Noah's suggestion, or rather due to the influence of practical factors, the Augustus family decided to dispatch a branch to migrate to the Divine Calamity World—a world where even gods cannot intervene or affect, with strategic value hard to measure.
For the Augustus family, it is genuinely the foundation for their dragon-like ascent. Using this world as a base, it is even possible to develop and establish an empire ruled by the Augustus family.
The premise is obtaining recognition and support from Mikhail or the return of the original family head out of Hell, free from all hellish interference.
While the Augustus family migrates a branch, they haven't forgotten to maintain the grand expedition initiated by Noah, conquering more Material Worlds for Noah, aiming to expand the Golden Order as much as possible.
The Augustus family is only a relatively minor force in the Golden Order's expansion. Under Noah's command, the Dragon-man Battle Group is the main force of this expedition.
One small Material Realm after another chose submission before the Dragon-man Battle Group. While some resisted, they often couldn't hold out for long, either collapsing in external wars or falling apart amid internal struggles.
"Year after year, counting my age, I am already four hundred seventy-two years old, not too young."
Noah calculated his current age, and his tone revealed endless melancholy and reflection.
At his current age, even among the Dragon Clan, he isn't considered young. Once over four hundred years old, most dragons pass out of their mature stage and begin to enter old age, with waning blood energy and diminishing strength of the dragon body. Even the Colorful Dragon Clan starts trying to learn and master magic at this age.
But for Noah, approaching five hundred, he remains in peak form. His blood energy surges like the ocean within the dragon body, growing stronger each day, each year, seemingly without end, continuously increasing.
For creatures of the Material Realm, reaching such power would typically lead to rejection or limitation by the realm. Yet, as a World Guardian, Noah hasn't faced any sanctions, but instead has received wholehearted support from the World Will.
Indeed, Noah's ability to win favor from the World Will is thanks to the rituals he conducts every ten years, each ritual grander than the last. The altar is filled with numerous treasures conquered from other Material Worlds.
It is this endless stream of rituals that makes Noah increasingly beloved by the World Will. At this point, Noah no longer needs to rely on rituals; his authority has grown so vast he can freely explore the Root Rules of the world.
Not only exploring but, in necessary situations, Noah can directly mobilize the world's Root Rules, especially those that resonate with him.
"Let it be today!"
Ascending the Heavenly Temple, transformed using Floating City technology, suspended atop the Sky Dome, Noah stood there, overlooking the increasingly flourishing Xilantia Continent below.
Truly the Golden Land, a legendary utopia celebrated by worlds beyond count, countless world creatures wish to pay any price to come here.
Large and small towering Dragon Transformation Towers dot each city and place, originating from Noah's Dragon Blood in the Dragon Transformation Domain. Although not yet completely enveloping the continent, where civilization thrives, there is sure to be a Dragon Transformation Tower.