Bring My Talent Back to the Sacred Sect

Immortal Pivot, overseas.

A Gold Nature soul traveled through the Netherworld, completing the reincarnation process in the blink of an eye before opening its eyes among a school of deep-sea fish in a remote stretch of ocean.

"Rumble!"

In an instant, the Gold Nature soul connected with its Grotto-Heaven and fused with its Fruit Position. The newborn fish grew at once, a carp leaping through the Dragon Gate, transforming into a dragon body.

Yet this newly revived, towering True Dragon had no intention of revealing its aura. Without a word, it dove toward the deeper reaches of the sea, dug a hole, and buried itself within, attaching its Divine Thought to the surrounding sea beasts to cautiously probe the outside situation.

Only after a long while did the Old Dragon Lord finally let out a breath.

He didn't catch up.

That makes sense. No matter how formidable that Nameless True Lord is, he isn't without enemies. If nothing else, Gangxing must be itching to fight him to the death right now.

It was fine! He would not die.

Yet before the Old Dragon Lord could fully catch his breath, cracks suddenly appeared once more across the body that should have completely recovered after reincarnation.

"Crack! Crack!"

Clear fractures spread across the Old Dragon Lord's dragon body. His scales shattered and blood burst forth, making his expression change.

Th-this... what kind of technique is this? A curse? But that shouldn't be possible—I've already reincarnated! Unless it's the method of a Great True Lord, how could an injury remain unrecovered even after reincarnation? No, wait, that's not right. It isn't that it can't recover—it just hasn't fully recovered.

Before long, the Old Dragon Lord seemed to realize something.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, he shattered his Dharma Body again, killed