"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!
No!
You can forget about extracting any more secrets from my soul!
I will never submit!
I will fight you to the bitter end with everything I have!
All your ambitions and schemes will be utterly disintegrated in the War of the Spark!
Nicol Bolas will tear you apart!"
Accompanied by Ugin, the Spirit Dragon's anguished and despairing roar, the once-calm Meditation Lake had completely boiled over, sending towering waves surging up from time to time.
The lake water, formed entirely from spirit and soul, seemed to possess awareness and feel his current plight.
There was no doubt that this revealed, to a certain extent, the inseparable connection between the Elder Dragon's soul and the Meditation Realm.
Especially now that Ugin's soul could no longer deliberately control and conceal things under its unending torture, these unknown secrets had finally been exposed completely.
Raymond was holding the Soul Stone in his hand, a chilling smile on his face as he teased in a slightly playful tone, "My dear Ugin, stubbornly refusing to admit defeat is the most meaningless thing in the world.
Because over the past several dozen hours, you have already revealed far too much information about the Elder Dragons and the Meditation Realm.
Although most of it was disorganized and filled with chaos, it was already enough for me.
Haven't you noticed yet?
I am gradually replacing you as the master of the Meditation Realm.
In other words, part of my soul's nature is transforming toward that of an Elder Dragon.
Before long, you and I will become true kindred.
No—more precisely, I will surpass you and become the existence closest to the Ur-Dragon."
As the final word left his mouth, Raymond suddenly raised his hand and made a downward-pressing motion.
In an instant!
The Meditation Lake, which