Holy Dragon Egg

"Impressive, reaching this rank in just his thirties—that's comparable to those from the great families!"

Somewhere in the Azure Dragon Mountains, beneath the forest canopy.

Two Beast Masters walked cautiously through the woods, their Phantom Beasts at their sides.

"Heh, luck, pure luck. Aren't you about to reach Gold Rank yourself?"

Hearing He Qiu's praise, Wang Lang puffed up with pride.

There was not a trace of modesty in his demeanor.

"This time, I've come to find an even stronger Phantom Beast!"

"My Nature Beast's bloodline growth and such can't keep up anymore. Leveling up is getting tough!"

"Evolution is even harder!"

Wang Lang patted the Phantom Beast beside him—a creature that looked like a cross between a lion and an elephant.

A Phantom Beast's bloodline rank often limited its growth potential.

A Nature Beast, upon reaching adulthood, could at most achieve Silver Ninth-tier.

To continue raising its level, one method was to consume spirit herbs.

The other was evolution.

After evolution, the bloodline grew stronger, naturally allowing it to reach higher ranks.

But whether it was devouring spirit herbs

or evolving, both required rare and precious resources.

Though such things were said to be plentiful in the Azure Dragon Mountains, scattered across a place as vast as the range, they were still extremely scarce.

What's more, those treasures were usually guarded by powerful Phantom Beasts.

Rather than hunting for spirit herbs and evolution resources, it was better to contract an even stronger Phantom Beast.

Raising a Phantom Beast with resources was something only the wealthy could do.

"Right, my Tigers Lion Beast is due for retirement too!"

"Let's see if we get lucky on this trip!"

He Qiu sighed as well.

"Venturing this deep into the Azure Dragon Mountains on this expedition, we're bound to encounter powerful Phantom Beasts!"

"When we do, we'll join forces to subdue them—no problem at all!"

"Brother Wang speaks true. Let's go!"

"Let's!"

The two were full of spirit.

They dashed into the forest.

Just then!

Thunder roared from the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Then dark clouds gathered!

Rolling bolts of lightning struck down without pause.

"What—what's going on!"

The sudden shift in weather

sent Wang Lang and He Qiu into a panic.

As they stood frozen in shock—

"Roar!"

"Awooo!"

Two earth-shaking howls tore through the heavens.

Soul-stirring.

In an instant!

Wang Lang and He Qiu collapsed to the ground.

"Look, Brother He—what, what is that!"

Wang Lang's eyes were wide with terror.

He pointed a trembling finger at the sky.

Following Wang Lang's pointed direction.

Two figures could be seen rising and falling within the mist.

Their swift silhouettes seemed faster than lightning!

Boom!

In an instant!

An overwhelming pressure crushed down on He Qiu, making him feel suffocated.

"Dragon-type Phantasmal Beasts, and two of them!"

He cried out in shock.

Those two dragon-type Phantasmal Beasts cast a disdainful glance.

It nearly made him fall to his knees.

Their terrifying presence turned his face pale with fear.

"Little White, keep going!"

A voice rang out from within the mist.

The next moment!

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

In an instant!

Those two dragon-type Phantasmal Beasts paid no attention to Wang Lang and He Qiu below!

Instead, they continued flying into the distance.

For a long moment, dragon roars shook heaven and earth.

Echoing endlessly through the valley.

Leaving only two dumbfounded people behind.

"Brother He, did you, did you hear that? I think I heard someone speaking!"

Wang Lang's voice trembled, and the Phantasmal Beast beside him was shivering, prostrate on the ground, not daring to rise.

"Brother Wang, I, I saw it too—on one of the white dragons, there was a black figure!"

He Qiu's body shook as well, his back already soaked with sweat.

This shocking scene left an indelible impression on them.

They would likely never forget it for the rest of their lives.

"The Azure Dragon Mountains are said to have all kinds of legendary Phantasmal Beasts appearing!"

"There might even be Mythic-grade Phantasmal Beasts—it seems the rumors of crossing over aren't false!"

The two spoke in awe, staring at the thunderclouds still rumbling in the distance.

"What kind of person is that standing on a dragon-type Phantasmal Beast, able to control such a terrifying creature?"

"And he can stand on the dragon's back without a scratch—too terrifying!"

"What level is he? Diamond? Or even King?"

"Hard to say, but definitely not a level we can chase."

"There's always someone better, always a higher sky—truly so."

"Let's go. Let's see if we can tame a Gold Rank Phantasmal Beast."

"Yeah, let's go."

The two sighed, then cast one last longing glance at the vanishing thunderclouds in the sky.