"Chapter 1014, Chapter 1011: Just an Ordinary Treasure Bestowed Upon Me by a Holy Emperor..."
"Glug glug..."
One magma bubble after another burst, heat waves surging up and scorching the very air into distortion.
At the heart of the volcanic sea of magma, a white flower bloomed, finally revealing an old man bare from the waist up, shackles around his wrists.
He slept with his eyes closed in the searing heart of the magma, as though the white sparks and the entire volcano were the lower half of his body.
Who knew how long had passed.
"Puff puff..."
A faint strange sound emerged, and the old man at the center of the petals suddenly opened his eyes.
In that instant, dense holy power rippled out.
With a boom, the entire volcano instantly boiled over, white magma erupting skyward and shooting straight into the heavens.
"Finally, it has come...
"A hundred years? Three hundred? Or how long has it been? After all this time, this old ancestor has finally waited for an inheritor to arrive!"
The old man murmured, primitive, violent intent in his eyes alongside a thick gleam of delight.
Not long after.
Seeing the volcano awaken, a streak of holy power descended from afar and took human form. From an immense distance beyond the volcano, it bowed respectfully. "Old Ancestor, you have awakened?
"That dragon from the Black Lineage is howling and making a fuss again. This time, it wants to challenge you.
"It says that if it loses, it will transfer thirty percent of its people to our side and stop disrupting our activities for three years.
"But if you refuse, it will sabotage every activity of the White Lineage... That madman!"
Within the white volcanic sea of magma, the old man sneered. "Black Dragon? Didn't Seven Trees