"Co-Lord of Soul Beasts... Golden Dragon King?!"
Ning Zhirou and her daughter Ning Tian exchanged glances, both with bewilderment flashing through their eyes.
What kind of joke was this? Was the existence of the Golden Silver Dragon King something just anyone was qualified to know about? Even Shrek Academy might not have records on the matter. Although the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Clan was also a force with a ten-thousand-year legacy, if even they knew about it, that would be rather absurd.
At most, they had merely heard the name.
And according to the rule that once soul beasts took human form, their martial souls would inevitably be their original bodies, a guess surfaced in Ning Zhirou's heart.
"Golden Dragon... Golden Dragon King... Are you the patriarch of the Golden Dragon clan?" Ning Zhirou asked cautiously.
"Your powers of association are quite good, but the answer is wrong." Lin Yun smiled casually. "There is only one Golden Dragon in the Golden Dragon clan: this King. The others are merely little fellows who inherited a trace of this King's power."
"I am the Dragon God's avatar, the incarnation representing power and destruction after the Dragon God's fall. As for my strength..." Lin Yun recalled the terrifying strength of the hot-tempered Golden Dragon King from the legends of the Divine Realm, who had chased that little Scumbag all over the Divine Realm and survived two or three strikes from the Three Realms Judgment Sword. "Beating your so-called Sea God Tang San senseless with his head pinned down shouldn't be a problem."
Yes, modesty, modesty...
Although he had only obtained the Golden Dragon King's bloodline and dragon soul from a certain big shot, rather than the Golden Dragon King's godhead, Lin Yun still had some confidence in himself. Even without a godhead, he