In theory, as a defensive-type soul beast, a Bone Dragon would most likely drop a left arm bone or right arm bone after death.
With his foreknowledge of the original story, Xia Liang knew that as long as he worked hard enough, he would definitely be able to gather a complete set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones for himself—perhaps even Million-Year ones.
So there was certainly no need to absorb a Bone Dragon soul bone that was only five thousand years old. If the Three Education Commissioners wanted it, he could leave it to them.
But what if the Bone Dragon dropped an External Soul Bone? Xia Liang abruptly stopped indulging in that fantasy. According to the original story, External Soul Bones were even rarer than Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts. They definitely were not something that would drop just because one wanted them to.
He would wait until one actually dropped before considering it.
"Chief Meng, I'll have to trouble you."
"Alright, leave it to this old man. All of you, step back a little. Be careful not to be adversely affected by Black Demon's nightmare."
Upon hearing Committee Member Meng Shenji's reminder, Xia Liang and Committee Members Zhilin and Bai Baoshan all retreated twenty meters away.
At the same time, Committee Member Meng Shenji's Sixth Soul Ring lit up as his sixth soul skill, Nightmare, activated.
A strange, shrill sound rang out, and a massive, terrifying shadow enveloped an area ten meters around it.
On the surface, there did not seem to be any major changes in the surroundings.
Yet the sleeping Bone Dragon had already been dragged into the most terrifying malicious dream world within its subconscious.
As though tormented by a nightmare, the Bone Dragon lying on the ground kept convulsing. Its limbs and wings tried to