The Thunderbolts on the Tribulation Platform had nearly blasted the Vicious Blood Lotus back to its original form, and Purple Azurecloud was injured as well. They both urgently needed to recover their strength, yet at that moment I discovered that I was actually kneeling on the ground. Then my meridians... could it be that they had already...
Before I knew it, I realized that after touching the Ancestral Dragon several times, the power of tribulation had cleared my meridians considerably. I could actually move my body without hindrance. I slowly stood up. Though I was still unable to stop trembling, I was at least far better off than when I had been petrified.
Seeing me sway dangerously, Purple Azurecloud hurriedly supported me to keep me from falling. I took a deep breath and said, "The Ancestral Dragon is truly gone..."
"Yes, my lord. Please do not grieve too deeply. One day, you will see it again," Purple Azurecloud assured me.
I let out a bitter breath and finally sat cross-legged on the ground. "You don't know... It traveled through countless mountains and rivers with me, endured countless brushes with death, and gave me its all, yet I never helped it with anything. Do you understand...? It came to me to beg for its life... but I could only watch it go up there first. How could I not be heartbroken?"
Purple Azurecloud sighed. "My lord, the world is ever-changing. You cannot let one moment like this throw your thoughts into disarray. One day, you will certainly be able to help the Ancestral Dragon God."
"Perhaps..." I shook my head. Only I could understand this helplessness. No one knew what the Ancestral Dragon meant to me. Without it, I could no longer absorb the power of the tribulation lightning, nor did