Inside the tent, everyone looked at Yinglong.
At that moment, Xuan Yuan said with a delighted expression,
"Lord Yinglong, do you have any good way to break this Profound Yin Great Array?"
Hearing this, Yinglong smiled faintly and said,
"What I wish to say is, everyone should have seen that Divine Dragon just now, correct?"
As soon as he said this, everyone present was stunned, while a bad feeling suddenly rose in Xuan Yuan's heart.
Sure enough, Yinglong spoke at that moment.
"You may not know that long ago, when our Dragon Clan roamed the world,
Ancestor Dragon had many powerful subordinates under him. Even the weakest among them were Grand Unity Golden Immortals.
Among them was one who had reached the great perfection of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm. His true form was a Thunder Dragon—an Innate Thunder Dragon.
His strength was terrifying beyond measure.
However, during the later war between the two races, he suffered grievous injuries.
In the end, he could not be saved and perished.
Yet his weapon was left behind. Though it had been shattered back then, it was reforged.
Although its power was no longer as great as before,
when Ancestor Thunder Dragon finally died, he fused a remaining wisp of his soul into it, turning it into something like a Spirit Artifact.
From then on, no one was able to wield that rod again.
But today, I saw it. That dragon from earlier was that rod, and its form was that of an Eight-Clawed Thunder Dragon!"
As soon as those words came out, everyone present was shocked.
Guang Chengzi, however, furrowed his brows and said,
"No, Fellow Daoist Yinglong. What does this have to do with breaking the array?"
Yinglong smiled and said,
"Have you all forgotten? Previously, although the Kui Niu