Shadow of the Night hid beneath the shadows.
It only needed to stay still, and even Nan Feng would have a hard time noticing it, much less Huang Yuanming and the others.
Shadows were its best camouflage.
Shadow of the Night looked into the secret chamber, where a shadow flickered.
It knew that the owner of that shadow was Long Wudi's child, Long Yuan.
When Long Yuan had just been born, Shadow of the Night had seen him once from afar.
Not long afterward, Shadow of the Night left Dragon City and set off alone on the path to revive Long Wudi.
It had always believed that Long Wudi was not dead.
It also had ample evidence to prove it.
But no one believed it.
Not even Lin Meimei believed it.
"Master has been waiting for us to save him," Shadow of the Night murmured inwardly. "His body has not been destroyed, and his soul is merely missing. Why do you all say he is dead?"
Shadow of the Night looked at Long Yuan's shadow. That figure was so similar to Long Wudi's.
Over the years, it had traveled far and wide, visited perilous ancient ruins, entered the endlessly dark Eternal Night Sea, stepped into the bitterly cold Frigid Ice Sea, and had even found the entrance to Divine Pet Land and returned home once.
Yet it had never found Long Wudi's soul.
Even if Long Wudi had truly died, his soul should not have vanished so completely.
What was more, Shadow of the Night was one hundred percent certain that Long Wudi was still alive.
After ruling out every possibility, Shadow of the Night suddenly came to its senses. It remembered there was still one place it had not searched—the inside of Long Yuan's body.
It understood now. This