Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 869 482: Becoming the World, Uplifting All Life

In the grand ceremony site, a silence prevailed; everyone gazed at the sun, no longer uttering any dissatisfaction, for the Holy Dragon had appeared before them.
At this moment, anyone on the Dragon Realm's land, no matter in which corner, could see the presence of Holy Dragon Noah, for the Holy Dragon had replaced the original sun, spanning across the sky dome, emitting light and warmth to the land below.
However, the majority of creatures remained oblivious, even witnessing the anomalies amid the process of the sun's replacement, without understanding what this truly represented for them.
Because both physically and visually, it seemed nothing had changed from before; only a select few could perceive the subtle differences.
"Father!"
Iliad, who had previously endured immense pressure in Noah's stead, conducting the grand ceremony, now shed his burdens, feeling extraordinarily relaxed, yet like those dragon-man favored and the vassal kings and ministers who came to worship and offer tribute, his face was full of shock as he gazed at the sun, his complex emotions beyond words.
Even as a direct offspring, he had not expected his father to achieve such a feat, even ascending as Dragon King, directly devouring the material realm's sun, was exceedingly absurd, beyond ordinary understanding.
Who could have imagined such a thing? Absolutely unpredictable, moreover, who knows that his father is currently asleep though? This doesn't resemble the state of slumber at all, does it?
Perhaps some who had stood at the fore saw the father emerge from the temple with eyes closed, but who dared confirm this?
The existence of the Holy Dragon served mostly as a deterrent; as long as certain entities couldn't ascertain the father's status, they wouldn't easily take action. Those beings whose lifespans are nearly eternal lack no time.
Their time cost is almost nonexistent, thus they're willing to spend ample time awaiting an opportunity they deem fitting before taking action.
The grand ceremony concluded smoothly and peacefully, although many circumstances differed significantly from before, the sun suspended in the sky sufficiently dispelling all doubts and dissatisfaction, extinguishing all emotions.
However, those aware of the insider details, who chose to remain, the Holy Dragon's descendants, and the true blood favored, were now compelled to face new problems,
"How can we reach father now?"
Having replaced the sun, Noah became an existence that for its offspring is unreachable, in his slumber Noah could easily fly to the sun, approach the sun, and swallow the sun.
But his offspring still wish to approach Noah, which is nearly impossible; the sun, though suspended high in the sky dome, visible to all upon looking up, to truly approach and touch it is another matter.
"Perhaps we could try using the Floating City?"
Terramus proposed.
"Can the Floating City withstand the high temperatures upon approaching the sun?"
Iliad posed the more severe question.
"..."
"Why approach father? Can't we just wait for father to awaken?"
Scadilo expressed confusion at this juncture.
"It's not that simple; father isn't undergoing a simple slumber this time."
Iliad glanced at his younger sister, then swept his gaze over the many true blood favored present, furrowing his brow tightly,
"Father is attempting to ascend as Dragon King, even for father, success isn't guaranteed."
In fact, this Holy Dragon's eldest son now felt a great hidden concern, as the most well-backgrounded mixed blood among Holy Dragon's descendants, he was aware of many secrets, especially those immortals comparable to gods, how challenging their birth, existence, and ascension were.
Iliad could assertively ascertain, devouring the sun, and metamorphosing into the sun, was certainly not driven by father's self-consciousness, it wasn't willfully dominated by father, more resembling father's instinct.
Just like father's previous slumber ascensions, lacking sufficient accumulation, father's body would enter a hunting state, autonomously hunting, replenishing resources needed for transformation and evolution.
Swallowing the sun might have been father's body instinctively choosing, yet under the attention of world consciousness, is this actually father's autonomous decision?
Currently, father has become an indispensable part of the world rules operation system, could such a father truly reawaken from slumber again?
Does world consciousness truly require an awakened Holy Dragon? Or a Holy Dragon that enters eternal sleep, awakening only at the most dangerous moment?
"Father will certainly become Dragon King, all we need to do is continue conquering more worlds, maintaining the priesthood, that's also our only course of action now."
Terramus glanced at his brother, speaking in a steady tone.
"You're right, the only thing we can do is conquer more worlds for father!"
Iliad turned his gaze toward the Heavenly Temple, where the strand of world consciousness, which father had drawn down initially, yet manifested within, didn't vanish amidst father's transformation, an absolute peculiar sight unseen in other material worlds.
The true blood favored departed gradually filled with tremendous excitement and expectancy, as well as mild confusion, waiting until only the two brothers remained, these two who stood at the pinnacle of the Golden Order, finally erupted into a debate,
"Brother, you spoke too much; those are things they cannot understand, nor are they inclined to listen."