Yao Huichen and the others stared intently in the direction of the aura.
There was not much tension in their hearts.
No matter how unreliable they might be, they were still the most powerful cultivators on Tianlan Continent.
Not to mention Yao Huichen.
At the peak of the Venerable realm, there were only a handful in the entire world.
The wait was not long. After roughly a dozen seconds, the aura had closed the distance to a very short range.
A rather petite figure appeared in their field of vision.
Very familiar.
They all knew her.
Aside from Yao Huichen, the eyes of the other elders seemed to light up slightly.
It was an instinctive reaction.
The dragon race had vanished from Tianlan Continent for a very long time.
But no matter what, the image of dragons had been passed down to this day.
When dragons were mentioned, the first things that came to mind were power, nobility, majesty, and ruling over countless races.
Judging by common sense.
Dragons were also a high-level race, and every part of their bodies surely contained immense energy.
They would be perfectly suited as materials for refining pills.
Of course, that was only theoretical.
After all, no one had tried it.
Perhaps someone had tried long, long ago, but no related information had been passed down to the present.
Anviya frowned.
She felt that the way these people looked at her was rather strange.
How should she put it...
Anviya thought about it seriously.
Then she understood.
It was much the same expression they wore when they gathered around the World Tree at Origin Mall.
They often huddled there, whispering among themselves.
Occasionally, they would pour all sorts of drinks sold at Origin Mall beneath the World Tree—Cola, milk tea, coffee...
There was even