Chen Luo cast Somersault Cloud and flew rapidly toward the Ancestral Dragon Divine Hall.
Although he had learned from Huang Batian that Cang Gan had seized the initiative and taken two Ancestral Dragon Inverse Scales to open the divine hall, the news about Dragon Ji had given Chen Luo another suspicion.
How could Yun Siyao have mentioned the name of the previous Great Dragon Emperor, who had been dead for thousands of years, at such a critical moment?
Without a doubt, the strangeness of the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Residence was related to Dragon Ji. It was highly likely that Dragon Ji had created it.
Then what was his purpose?
It was certain that he could not possibly be paving the way for the younger generation of the Cloud Dragon lineage!
A bold guess rose in Chen Luo's heart. The information Sixth Senior Sister had wanted to convey to him was—Dragon Ji was not dead!
When it came to lifespan, dragons naturally lived much longer than humans. This was especially true of Dragon Ji, who had already reached the Dragon King Realm, equivalent to the Half-Saint realm among humans.
How long could a Half-Saint live? The official claim was five hundred years.
That was only a theoretical value. For example, if a Half-Saint's Saintly Dao had developed problems or they had used some Divine Ability that burned away their lifespan, the figure would have to be reduced.
Of course, there were also various special circumstances that could extend that number. However, six hundred years was the limit. To live longer, one had to break through the Half-Saint realm and advance to the Sage Realm.
There were no Sages in the world now, but it was said that Sages could live for a thousand years.
Unfortunately, throughout human history, not a single