Li Huowang moved the fire in his hand a fraction closer to the very end of the dragon vein, allowing him to see the first emperor of Great Liang more clearly.
It was obvious that the other party's face no longer looked human at all. Yet calling it a dragon was not quite right either—it looked more like a warped, malformed dragon face.
Long, slender dragon whiskers threaded beneath the dragon scales like sutures, twisting the golden scales on the surface every which way.
Seven dragon claws grew from its body with reverse-jointed limbs, and the number of talons on each claw varied.
At that moment, Li Sui explained to Li Huowang, "Dragon veins are passed down generation after generation. If anyone knows anything, it can only be found through these dragon veins."
Li Huowang nodded. That was indeed true. Dragon veins could not only serve as the reigning emperor's council of wisdom, but also reveal everything that had truly happened in the past through the mouths of every previous emperor.
"Whoosh~!" A scaled dragon-clawed hand suddenly swept out. Before Li Huowang could react, it flashed across his face.
The sound of flesh tearing rang out. Half of Li Huowang's face slowly drooped, exposing the bloody skull beneath.
Li Huowang raised his right hand, bent his index finger, and used the back of it to slowly push his facial skin back into place. Finally, with a smack, he pasted his face back on.
"Senior, are you the first emperor of Great Liang?" Li Huowang asked the thing as he lowered his hand.
The moment Li Huowang finished speaking, the Old Emperor let out an enraged roar, and a soul-shaking dragon's cry rang from within the coffin.
The spreading Dragon Qi began affecting the surroundings. Dragon scales rose and vanished from