A small dragon-shaped phantom entered Fan Lang's field of vision. Judging by its form, it was a fairly standard dragon, with an elongated body and a pair of wings on its back.
This phantom was a hidden dragon soul, concealed extremely well. Without a method like the Reincarnation Holy Scripture, it would have been impossible to see through it.
His origins were anything but ordinary. He was a Dragon Ancestor, the highest-ranking leader among the many Dragon Ancestors, even comparable to a human God Emperor.
During the ancient era of the Aurora God Kingdom, the Dragon Race and humanity coexisted as the two largest races in the country, and their relationship was exceedingly delicate.
A single spark had triggered a civil war between the two races. The one commanding the Dragon Race at the time had been this Dragon Ancestor.
The bone fragment A Zi had absorbed earlier had belonged only to a Dragon King, who had to submit beneath a Dragon Ancestor. The two could not be mentioned in the same breath.
The Dragon Ancestor was precisely who Fan Lang had come here to find!
The Dragon Ancestor had long since died. Now, only a remnant soul remained, hidden here for many years, no longer possessing his former glory.
Such was the way of victors and losers.
The Dragon Ancestor had yet to react and remained motionless where he was.
Seizing the opportunity, Fan Lang activated the Reincarnation Holy Scripture and unleashed all the power he had cultivated in his life. Surging force erupted from his dantian, bursting from his palm and forming a glowing chain.
This chain was far from ordinary. It carried the power of the Reincarnation Dao, capable of influencing reincarnation and determining the fates of countless ghosts. The chain shot forward and wound itself tightly