The Truth Behind the Great Battle

That figure sat quietly upon the throne, eyes tightly shut and utterly motionless, like a statue.

But Shen Lin could sense the vitality emanating from him, as well as the fluctuations of the surrounding laws.

He could even hear the faint sound of a heartbeat.

At that moment, Hao Yuan and Hao Shan finally tore their gazes away from those Dao Crystals and noticed the figure as well.

"Big brother, who is that?"

Hao Shan asked nervously.

Beside him, Hao Yuan furrowed his brows tightly and carefully examined the figure.

At that moment, the figure, which had been as still as a statue, began to move.

His eyelids trembled several times before slowly opening, revealing a pair of deep, fathomless eyes.

"Someone finally... came."

The instant he spoke, the aura that had been relatively calm around him suddenly ran wild.

Dense Demon Qi surged into the sky, transforming into a gigantic black dragon that circled through the air with claws bared and fangs flashing.

At that moment, Hao Yuan, who met his gaze, felt a terror that came straight from the depths of his soul.

His legs went weak and his pupils trembled as he stared in disbelief at the existence before him, whose portrait he had once seen within the clan.

"Heavenly Demon!!!?"

His voice was hoarse and faint, like a mosquito whispering.

But Hao Shan, standing beside him, heard every word clearly.

"He... How could he possibly appear here???"

Indeed!

How could he have appeared here?

The space within this Black Scale had probably never been opened again since that Venerable Realm black dragon fell.

Meanwhile, news of the Heavenly Demon had continued to arrive from the outside world.

Hao Yuan recovered his senses, took a deep breath to calm himself, and said solemnly, "A divided soul? An