Past Details

Within the Dragon God Immortal Palace's Spirit Pool.

A black dragon spiraled upward, a refined young master standing atop its head, his bearing unmatched.

"Ming Yun, today, you and I have finally reached the Nascent Soul Realm. This road we've traveled... hasn't been easy!"

The black dragon rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. I waited so long for you that I became the Dragon Clan's slowest dragon to advance into the Nascent Soul Realm. It certainly hasn't been easy."

Yang Qiangyou chuckled, unconcerned.

"We still have long lifespans ahead of us. What's the rush? The road before us is still long."

Though Ming Yun was grumbling, he was still delighted that they had finally advanced into the Nascent Soul Realm. He flew several laps around the Dragon God Immortal Palace with Yang Qiangyou, stirring up surging waves of air as a powerful pressure swayed through the palace.

Yang Qiangyou sighed. "Now that we are like this, if we run into those Half-Step Nascent Soul fellows again..."

"I'll swat those realm-freaks to death with one claw! Golden Core means Golden Core—what Half-Step Nascent Soul? Can that possibly be the same? Without a domain, do they deserve it?"

Ming Yun let out a dragon's roar, and a black-gold domain spread from above them, covering over a hundred miles!

It was at least five times larger than Yang Min's domain!

"Gasp—terrifying indeed! Is this the Dragon Rider of the Nascent Soul Realm?"

"Who said that!?"

Yang Qiangyou was startled. He looked around, yet failed to find the speaker.

"Qiangyou, have you forgotten your ancestor?"

Yang Qiangyou froze for a moment, then suddenly leaped up in wild delight!

"Ancestor! You're still alive?"

Yang Genshuo: "What kind of thing is that to say! What are you even saying! I merely went wandering among immortals for a while.