Amid the biting cold wind, Li Tianming sat atop Lanhuang's dragon head, heading southwest.
Many sacred light vines extended from his Companion Space, binding the barely breathing Nine-Winged Silverblade Sacred Dragon to Lanhuang's body.
The divine dragon's gaze was dull, and it was drowsy. Its body was covered in blood, most of its silver form charred black by lightning. It had already suffered grievous injuries.
"Can I ask you a question?" Wind and snow swept past, making Li Tianming's clothes flap loudly as he locked eyes with the Nine-Winged Silverblade Sacred Dragon.
"Ask." It was bound tight by the sacred light vines and could barely move. Its gaze was dim, and it looked bleak and desolate.
"Recently, has Xuanyuan Yuheng been affected by some outside force? For example, did someone use some special method to affect his mind?" Li Tianming asked.
He had not intended to kill Xuanyuan Yuheng. At the very least, he had wanted to clear up the doubts in his heart. But Xuanyuan Yuheng had even brought out the Nine-Star Heavenly Pattern Book. If Xianxian had not reacted quickly, Li Tianming would likely have been blown to death by it.
"I don't know..." The Nine-Winged Silverblade Sacred Dragon wailed.
"You're his lifebound beast. How could you not know?"
"Sigh, lately, he often sealed off the Companion Space and refused to let us know what he was doing." The Nine-Winged Silverblade Sacred Dragon sighed.
"And you still went along with his madness?" Li Tianming said.
"To be honest, before he killed the Sea Soul Fate Dragon, none of us expected him to do that," it said.
"Is that how you beastmasters and lifebound beasts get along?" Li Tianming shook his head.
"No. We were always brothers, each other's best confidants. But in recent years, as the divine blood