Lin Yun stared at the stone bead in his hand for a long time. The stirrings in his bloodline grew increasingly pronounced, and his gaze at the bead became ever more solemn.
He had sensed it—the kind of energy contained within this utterly ordinary stone bead.
This energy could even be mentioned in the same breath as the Golden Dragon King Bloodline he had absorbed before. It might have fallen short of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline in quantity and manifestation, but it was undoubtedly power on the same level.
Lin Yun had once suspected that this stone bead was deeply connected to the dragon clan, perhaps even the Dragon Core of a true dragon itself. But looking at it now, he realized that he seemed to have still underestimated this inconspicuous bead.
But then again, what was needed to open a dragon clan treasure?
Lin Yun fell into thought.
He held the stone bead in his left palm and lightly rubbed the fingers of his right hand together for a moment. Then, his thumb gradually transformed into a dragon claw. He used the hard claw to cut open his index finger. His Dragon's Blood talent immediately tried to heal the wound, but under Lin Yun's deliberate control, it remained open. Crimson-gold blood carrying a golden sheen slowly flowed from his finger.
The dragon clan placed the greatest importance on bloodlines. The stronger the bloodline, the more completely a dragon could inherit the racial power of its kind, and the more powerful that individual dragon would become.
To unlock a dragon clan treasure, high-purity dragon blood was naturally the most suitable key.
The moment Lin Yun's blood was exposed to the air, the stone bead suddenly began to tremble, confirming his guess. He immediately reached out and smeared his bleeding