Grand Ancestor, You're Not Dead?!

"Isn't that Maitreya Buddha?"

"I never thought I'd run into you here. What a coincidence!"

The golden divine dragon turned and flew toward Maitreya. As golden light flickered, Ao Guang stepped out from within it.

"Yeah, it really is quite a coincidence!"

"Fellow Daoist Ao Guang, your Dragon Clan has mobilized in such force. What are you planning to do?!"

Maitreya got straight to the point. The Phoenix Clan in the south had also made a move. What were they planning?

Was this Dragon-Han Tribulation 2.0? Then where was the Qilin Tribe? Why hadn't they seen a single one of them?!

"You mean this?"

"Fellow Daoist Maitreya, we're all on the same side, so I won't hide it from you."

"Our Candle Dragon Ancestor sensed the aura of the Ancestor Dragon in your Xiniuhezhou..."

Ao Guang spoke mysteriously. His ancestor had suddenly "come back from the dead," so as a descendant, he naturally had to go and see what was happening.

If he had truly resurrected, then it would be a joyous occasion for everyone. But if someone with ulterior motives was exploiting him, the Dragon Clan could not be blamed for showing no mercy.

After all, Shenni had set a precedent. He had been dead for two Tribulations, yet some Saint had still managed to drag him back out...

"What?"

Maitreya was somewhat shocked upon hearing this.

"If what you say is true, then the Phoenix Clan must be in the same situation. Could Yuanfeng have resurrected as well?"

Ao Guang nodded. As the Phoenix Clan's old rival, how could the Dragon Clan fail to sense the aura of their ancestor?

That was what they said about knowing you best: it was often your mortal enemy.

"All right, I won't say more. I'll be going ahead!"

A dragon's roar